“My Road Captain.”
“He’s part of your club?”
“Yep. I just left him, Melody, and their kids back at the compound. They were enjoying family night.”
“What?” I gasped. “You know Melody Morgan?”
“Yeah, baby. I know Melody. I know Harmony and Lyric as well.”
“What?” I squeaked.
“Harmony is married to the FBI agent, Jaxon, I was telling you about. Melody is married to Train and Lyric is married to one of the members of our Savannah chapter. Doom.”
I swallowed convulsively for a few seconds.
“You okay?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“You gonna bolt?” he teased.
“Maybe.”
He laughed. “We can go to the club right now and meet her if you want.”
“No. Absolutely not. I look like a mottled mess.”
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, you’re biased, and sweet. But I’d like to be in a place emotionally and perhaps makeup-wise to meet the great Melody Morgan.”
“Anytime you want to meet her, you let me know.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too.” I smiled. “I think I need some wine. Do you want more beer?”
“Sure, baby. Thanks.”
I grabbed another one for him, then sat on the coffee table again. “You haven’t been doing your PT, have you?”
He grimaced. “Guilty.”
“Why, Gio?”
“My heart was broken.”
“Not an excuse to ignore your health.”
He shrugged. “Didn’t really care if I lived or died at that point, though.”
I sighed. “We’re going to have to work double time to get you to where you need to be, then, aren’t we?”
He smiled. “You’re gonna take me back as a client?”
“Yes, because it looks like you won’t see anyone else.”
