“Not yet.”
“I did,” she confesses. “He told me he and the guys would make purchases here and there of your works and hang them everywhere to have a part of you here with them.”
I nod and try hard not to cry. “They’re the best brothers a girl could ask for. Even when they screw up.”
Sera nods her agreement. “Are you going to sell this one?”
“No. This one’s a gift.”
“Lucky. I was going to ask to buy it,” Sera adds.
“You’ll get to see it anytime you want to. It’s a gift for your husband,” I tell her.
Her eyes widen, then go all dreamy.
“He helped me fight my light. He committed grievous sins to make that possible. I’ll never be able to thank him enough for that, so I want him to have the first look at that light,” I explain.
“I’m honored,” Cage says from the doorway.
I whirl around to look at him and smile.
“It needs to dry, and I’ll have it framed, but this is for you. Thank you for all you’ve done for me, even when we’d never met,” I praise.
He nods. “No thanks needed.”
Lucy wraps an arm around me. “It’s what family does.”
Not all families, I think to myself. Not all families kill. Not all families sell weapons. Not all families commit crimes in the name of love and loyalty—but I bet they would if they could.
“I’m proud to be part of the family.”
