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“It’s not a thing. And tell my sister, me and Cara have her back. She’s gotta do what makes her happy. Fuck the club. She’s not even a member, so why Dad’s making her live under club rules is beyond me.” I heard Cara talk to him in the background. “Gotta go, dude. Wildcat needs me. Take care of my sister,” Cash ordered before the line went dead.

I clicked my phone off, staring at the screen deep in thought.

Talking to Cash had made me feel better, but above all else, it was a relief that Freya had people fighting her corner. My girl was strong, but everyone needed someone, even if that someone was the person you least expected.

I shouldn’t have been surprised, really.

Cash had managed to turn his life around in less than a year. The ex-con who wound everybody up like clockwork toys was turning into a good man who I respected. It was clear he loved his sister, and I knew Cara would break balls to protect Freya.

He’d always been the heir to the throne and treated people like his subjects. It had taken time, but he finally saw the bigger picture, and I had no doubt Cara and the birth of Wilder were behind it.

A shadow appeared in the doorway to the bathroom, and Freya walked in wearing that silky fucking robe, rubbing her hair with a towel.

“How did it go?” she asked, walking around to her side of the bed.

I patted the space next to me and watched her sit down. “The Veep’s on our side.”

She grinned. “Feel better?”

Gently, I pulled her down and tucked her under my arm. “Relieved. More for you than anything. Don’t want you to feel isolated when shit hits the fan. Cash and Cara’s support will go a long way with the club. He’s gonna be the next prez, so the brothers will look to him for guidance. They love Breaker too. He’s turnin’ out to be the wise man of the club, alongside Abe. That’s gonna stand us in good stead. It’ll be a bumpy road, but we’ll be okay.”

She snaked across my chest and snuggled in tighter. “Who recruited you? FBI or CIA?”

I pulled back slightly, peering down at her. “You heard that?”

Her eyebrows drew together. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

I threaded my fingers through her damp hair. “Still tryin’ to wrap my head around it myself. I’m gonna be a fuckin’ Fed, can you believe it?”

“It could work out,” she whispered. “You’ll have avenues open that you can only dream of at the club. I’ve been worried about you missing the work, Colt. It will be good for you.”

I popped a kiss on her head. “I dunno where I’ll get sent or what I’ll be doin’, baby. We may be separated for a while.”

A mournful sound escaped her throat, and she sniffed quietly.

My heart sank. “Hey.” I gently pulled her up by her underarms and turned her face toward me. “Why you gettin’ upset?”

Freya swiped at her cheeks. “Do you even know where you’ll be working?”

My lips thinned, and I shook my head.

“What if my internship’s across the country?” she asked in a small voice. “What if we go through all the stress of being together, and after everything, we’re still apart?”

I motioned for her to get on her side so we could lie down and face each other. She needed to look into my eyes and see the truth of what I was about to say.

“Wewillbe together, Freya,” I murmured, cupping her face and angling her eyes up to meet mine. “Maybe not immediately, but you’re my priority, and you need to understand that everything I do from now on is with you in mind. I’ll compromise, and you will too, but what I won’t let you do is allow your career to suffer for me. There’s such a thing as planes, Frey. I’ll get on one every goddamned weekend if it means seeing you. It took us years to get here, and I’m not lettin’ you go at the first fuckin’ hurdle. I’ve got more fuckin’ money than I know what to do with. I’ll build you a fuckin’ hospital in my backyard if that’s what it takes for us to be together. D’ya get me?”

Tears sprang to her eyes again, but she smiled through them and nodded.

My fingers caught on her robe, and I pulled it back. “You’re mine, Freya, body and soul.” I trailed a finger down her nose and neck, finally resting on her chest. “We’re doin’ this, baby,, so stop thinkin’ of all the things that can go wrong.” I curled my hand around the back of her neck and brought her in for a kiss.

Sighing into my mouth, Freya plastered her body to mine. My cock thickened as her heated pussy settled against the crotch of my jeans. My chest almost exploded with pleasure that this woman was mine. At that moment, all I wanted to do was brand her so anyone who wanted to take her away would know she belonged to me.

There was nothing sweet about the touch of my lips to hers or the way my fingers trailed down her back to grab her ass and grind her little cunt against my cock. Everything about our embrace was hot and demanding.

She pulled away slightly. “Please, Colt,” she murmured. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”

My cock kicked at the thought of burying myself inside her tight virgin pussy. “Are you sure? Once we do this, there won’t be any going back. Once I take you, I’ll never let you go.”

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