“You do that too?”he asked.
Jag and Archie looked where Mal tipped his head and they sawGina, Martin, Colby, Dex, Tracee and Mia standing off to the side with a coupleof the parents who were obviously their rides.
She hadn’t noticed them in the church.
But there they were.
Archie’s head came back around when she heard Jag answer,“Yeah.”
She didn’t know he did this.
Then again, he’d asked to use her laptop on Sunday, so shedidn’t have to play super-sleuth to figure it out.
She didn’t wonder why he didn’t tell her.
Her man was not wrong when he said Mal had claimed him andJagger was his.They now had an even bigger thing than they’d been growingbefore, and that was not about Archie.
It was theirs.
And Archie had no issue whatsoever sitting back and lettingthem have it.
Mal’s gaze wandered through his friends from group andJagger’s brothers before it came back to Jag.
“So that’s brotherhood?Showing at some lady’s funeral youdon’t know?”he asked Jag.
“It’s brotherhood, it’scommunity, that on one ofthe worst days you’ll have in your life, or any day of your life, they dothings that state clear in a way you can’t mistake that you matter.”
Mal took that in.
He then cracked a smile.“Thinking now it’s pretty awesomethat I stole that gamer thing.”
“You didwhat?”Shanta asked, her last word risingseveral octaves.
Archie watched Jagger smile back.
They let Mal deal with his mother’s reaction to his remarkand Jagger took her to his truck.
But along the way, she made certain to wave in the generaldirection of the Chaos brotherhood.
She got some all-man chin lifts and only one wave, which wasmostly a flick of a hand.
That was Dutch.
Jag helped her in his truck and shut her door for her,rounded the hood and got in himself.
“Boyfriend,” she called.
“Right here,” he said, sliding his glasses on his nose.
He then commenced scanning the area, undoubtedly watchingfor the convoy to start to take them to the cemetery.
“Don’t freak out.”
At her words, he turned those sunglasses to her.
“What?”he asked.
“Don’t freak out,” she repeated.
