“The guys want to take our name.” She blinks harder. “They do?” I nod. “I love them, and they love me. I have a family, and all of us consider you part of it, territory lines be damned.” She presses a kiss to the baby’s head. “I see the way they look at you and J.J.” Her chin lifts, mouth set in an angry frown. “I also saw the marks on Lex’s back. I can only imagine the scars Wicker and Pace carry run just as deep. Those men went through hell to get where they are today, to get to you.” “They did,” I agree, so relieved and grateful she’s able to see not just the pain in them, but also their
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