The backdoor opens, and Les steps out, freshly showered. Micah didn’t do too bad with the clothes. Les expected something ridiculous since she made him go.
“Hey, Beautiful,” I greet, pulling her into my lap.
“Hey,Tesoro,” she greets back, snuggling into my chest. Nothing beats this feeling of finally having Les back in my arms. Now I have Ryder and Holden.
Ryder was the biggest surprise, and I can’t tell you how Iknewwhat he needed; I just did. After we showered that night, we talked. It took some convincing for him to tell me why he felt he needed what I gave him. And it made perfect sense. We all need each other in different ways, and that’s why we work so well. There is more to this group than meets the eye; even I didn’t see it until I was thrust into the middle of them.
“How you feeling, Pretty girl?” Gage asks, grabbing her hand and laying them both on her thigh.
She shrugs. “I feel good.”
“But?” I could feel there is one coming.
“I just want this over,” she says miserably. “He really is trying to take everything from me.”
I thought about what she said last night, and as much as I wanted to argue, she was right. The only way this will end is to rain hell down on Viktor and fucking Jay. “We need to regroup for today. We can set your plan into action tomorrow.”
She slowly looks at me. “You’re willing to do that?”
“It’s what we need to do. The only way to get our lives back is to wipe those two assholes off the fucking map.”
“What about Ryder?” she asks with a lifted brow.
I run my knuckles down her cheek. “Let me handle Ryder.”
Gage snorts, “Please tell me what the hell happened between you two.”
“I took care of him. That’s all your nosy ass needs to know.”
“I’m not nosy. I have an inquiring mind,” Gage defends.
Les laughs. “You’re nosy.”
“Whatever,” Gage huffs.
“Are you pouting, Crazy boy?” I ask.
Gage stands up, marches to the door, then turns around with a grin. “Yes, Daddy.” He cracks up laughing, shutting the door behind him.
“That asshole,” I mutter.
“You don’t like that?” Les asks. “Even a little?”
“No,” I answer automatically.
“Then why did you suck in a breath?” she asks with a sly smile.
“I didn’t.” Did I?
“You so did,” she laughs. “Do you want him to call you just Daddy or Big daddy?”
“Watch it,” I growl, hooking my hands on her ribs.
“Or what about Big daddy Zane?”
That’s it.I lift her smoothly from my lap, twist her so she’s straddling my waist, and tickle the fuck out of her. “Take it back,” I tell her between her gasping laughs and squeals.
“Never!” she laughs, so I tickle harder. “Okay! Okay! I take it back!”
