“We could all go. Who would look for us there?”
Viktor fucking Orlov.“We can’t do that. This has to stop.” Gage comes bounding into the room I’m sitting in, practically bouncing on his feet. “Mom, I have to go.”
She sighs. “Okay. I love you. Be safe.”
“We will. I love you too.” As soon as the call ends, he pounces, knocking me back on the bed and straddling my waist.
“What the hell, Gage?” I laugh.
“They found it!”
“Found what?” I love this man wholeheartedly, but sometimes I can’t keep up.
“The ring.”
My heart stutters. “Her mom’s ring?”
“Yes!” He jumps to his feet, still over my waist, making me bounce under him. “Micah messaged me; they found both of them!”
We thought for sure they were lost in the explosion. Ryder did some recon and found out Alessa put them in the safe in her office, which was at the front of the house. Ghost and Caden’s crews and Micah and Mateo have worked nonstop to salvage what they can from the house. Micah is bringing in a crew to knock down the rest of the house so she can start rebuilding when the coast is clear and said the safe was indestructible. I guess he was right. Good thing because we needed her mom’s engagement ring and wedding band out of there.
“So, we’re doing this?” I ask.
He drops back down. “It’s what you want, right?”
“Of course. But we’re kind of in the middle of a fucking war.”
“Schematics.” He waves that away. “I told Micah what we wanted, and he’s taking them to get sized and customized.”
“What about the rest of it?” Gage has a whole plan laid out from start to finish. I’ve never seen him so excited about something. He even had us ask Micah if we can marry her and everything. That was interesting as hell with Zane.
“Coming along nicely.” Gage waggles his eyebrows. “I can’t talk Zane into wearing his dress blues, though.”
“Babe, he’s not a cop anymore.”
“So?” Gage shakes his head. “He used to look hot as fuck in them.”
“You used to check Zane out in police uniform?”
Gage gives me a look like I’m crazy. “Have you seen Zane? Cop or not.” He points at me. “He’s hot.”
I can’t help but laugh. “You aren’t wrong. I hate that I missed that.”
He jumps to his feet, then pulls me to mine. “Help me convince him, and you’ll get to see it for yourself.” He practically drags me from the room. Zane is in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. “Leo has something to ask you.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m not asking him.”
Zane lifts a brow. “Ask me what?”
“Nothing.” I shove Gage away. “He’s being Gage.”
Gage huffs. “Please, Zane,” he begs, sticking his bottom lip out. “I won’t ask you for anything else.”
“I’m not wearing them,” Zane says, then turns back to what he’s doing. “You know good and damn well you’ll ask me for something else.”
“I’ll give you a thousand bucks.”
“I have money,” Zane replies without even turning around.
