“Never.”
Jacques licking Knox’s jaw ended that staring situation.
It was then I realized the wine and the shooter didn’t do it for me either.
“Can you make me a martini, honey?” I asked.
“Absolutely,” he answered.
He handed Jacques across the bar to me, and he got on my martini.
Jacques and I went to the couch so I could grab the remote and find a game.
I had my head in my man’s lap, my dog on my belly, my legs thrown over the side of the couch. Knox was watching some game on TV, I was zoning out.
That was when the knock came at the door.
I knew it was coming.
I knew Knox did too when he looked down at me.
I caught his gaze then sat up.
He got up and went to the door as I straightened me and Jacques on the couch.
He opened the door and in came Lee, Mace, Hector, Cap and Roam.
Okay, this was official.
They were all OGs.
Even Cap and Roam.
“Do you want me to…?” I offered, getting ready to stand.
“No, Luna, you’re good,” Lee said.
“Anyone want a drink?” I asked.
“We won’t be long.”
I got up anyway, dropped my dog on the couch and went to Knox (Jacques came too).
It was a good call.
“Your mom got word to Alexeyev,” Lee said.
I grabbed his hand in both of mine.
“Yeah?” Knox asked.
“It’s true. She’s with Vincente Becerra of the Becerra cartel and has been since she left your family.”
I saw Knox’s chest rise with his breath, but he said nothing.
Lee’s gaze came to me for a flash before it went back to Knox.
“She said she knew she could take her other children and retreat after she met Luna.”
