“Yeah, they are.”
“Are you ready?”
I nodded. “Grab the beer out of my fridge, yeah?”
Cash nodded, then we headed out. I had to use my walker since I’d abandoned my physical therapy. My shoulder wasn’t strong enough for me to use crutches, so we made our way to the elevator and rode it down to Cash’s truck. He helped me in, and then we drove to the club.
The second we walked in the door, I was surrounded by club women.
And my sisters.
“Razor!” Katie wrapped her arms around me. “You look, um, good.”
“Liar,” I said with a chuckle.
“Well, we can talk about that another time,” she threatened. “I’m just glad you’re here.”
“Come, sit,” Teagan, Cash’s wife, ordered.
“Do you want food?” Frankie asked. “I can make you a plate.”
“I’ll grab you a beer,” Katie offered.
“Jesus, are we all coddling the baby?” Angelica admonished.
“Yes, Angel,” Bianca said. “We’re all coddling the baby. Go find someone else to boss around.”
Angelica grinned, leaning in to kiss my cheek. “Good to see you up and hobbling,birbante.”
I laughed and made my way further into the great room, sitting on the sofa as the women waited on me. I could seriously get used to this.
I was working on my second piece of pie when my phone buzzed in my pocket, so I slid it out and frowned. I wasn’t sure I was reading the screen right.
“Hello?”
“Um, Gio?”
“Yeah.”
“Hi, it’s Waverly.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. “I see that.”
“How are you?”
“Nope. We’re not doin’ that. What do you need?” I asked.
“Can we talk? Maybe meet somewhere?”
“Why?”
“Right, you’re going to make me work for this, aren’t you?” she breathed out.
“Work for what, exactly?”
“I want to apologize.”
“Yeah? You do?”
