“No. You look good, Val. I’ve heard a lot about you and what you’ve become.”
“I can’t say the same about you. You disappeared after training me.”
“I did Valentine a favor. I was out of the business,” she says as she comes to stand beside me to look down at Deja in the ring.
“Look at her. She’s good. I couldn’t have trained her better myself.”
“She moves like you. I couldn’t put my finger on it before. She has some of your facial features, but I couldn’t put it together.”
“That’s probably for the best.”
“Why are you here now? You’re not going to let her know, are you?”
“I’m here for you. The kid says it’s not time for her to know I’m here.”
I close my eyes and groan. Sammy. What is that kid seeing now?
“Me? Why me?”
“The Bellas are your idea, right? Ian wanted me to train an army for his grandsons. I’m here to help you do that.”
“How do we do that without her knowing?”
“You leave that to me.”
She pats me on the back and turns to leave as quietly as she entered. I stand with my mind reeling. Then a smile comes to my face.
My girls are going to be lethal. The Bellas. I like that.
Brooklyn
As I standby the bar at Walsh’s, I put my shades on while reading over a text on my phone. It’s time for me to head out. I drove DJ to the pub, but I can’t hang around like I normally do.
Jamie is here working on the POS system and teaching DJ all the shit it does regarding the family and family business that goes beyond the pub itself. I have a lot on my plate today. Since Orla’s death and the black box she left for the Alliance, there’s been a lot of movement.
LaSalle will soon be announced as Don, and Logan has officially taken his place at the head of the Black clan. I’m finally settling in as the head of the O’Brien clan in Ireland, and DJ has signed over her assets to the Alliance.
“Hey, you heading out?” DJ asks as she comes to a stop in front of me.
“Yeah, I have to go,” I reply and place a hand on her hip as I lean in to peck her lips.
Her soft lips entice me to deepen the kiss. I slide my hand to her ass and devour her mouth as I knead her sexy curves. Breaking the kiss, I peck her lips a few times and then place a kiss to her forehead.
“Be good. No fighting the delivery guy this week,” I say and chuckle.
“He’s clumsy. I’m not going to keep losing stock because he has two left feet and promises a discount that I never receive.” She scowls.
“I have a new vendor for you. She starts next week.”
“Thank you. Will I see you here tonight?”
“I’ll try. I can’t promise anything at the moment. I already have a ton of shit on my plate today.”
“Okay, don’t let me hold you up. I love you.”
“I love you too, baby. See you at home,” I murmur and kiss her lips before I tap my hand against her ass and leave.
I step out of the pub with my phone in my hand as another text comes in. When I look up, I frown and scoff. I’m not in the mood for this shit today.
