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“I don’t know.Tiny doesn’tlook in the mood to deal with my dad, does he?”

“Is Tiny ever ready to dealwith Ned?”

“I don’t know, but he’s going tohave to.”

“Ned’s on his wayhere?”

“It has been too long since he’sbeen here.He’s coming for a visit.Gonzalez is gone as are all thethreats.Daddy will be here by tomorrow morning.”

Whizz whistled.“I look forward toit.”

“He’s bringing some of hisfighters for the trip.”

“Okay, that’s a shock.”Whizz frowned.

“I don’t know why.”Eva nibbledher lip.

“I’d just tell him.Spurt it outlikeaBand-Aid.”Whizz tapped her shoulder and made his way into theclubhouse.“Did Lacey go with Prue and Angel?”

“Yeah, she looked nervousas hell though.She’s not what I thought she would be.”

“What do you mean?”Whizzasked, curious.

“She looked scared.I saw herhands shaking while she washed her dish.I don’t think she’s usedto being surrounded by family.We unnerve her.”

“Lacey had a family.She’s surrounded bythe men who took her family out.”

“I don’t know.I think it’s morethan that.We’re pretty strange to take in at first.”Eva shrugged.“Ihope she can forgive us for what we did.I can see you care abouther a lot.She’s changed you where none of us could.”

Whizz nodded.“She has changed me.”He’dbe lying if he said she didn’t.He wasn’t the same man as before hemet her.Before Lacey he’d have stayed in his room, refusing tocome out.There was no way he’d have gotten involved with Hardy oreven spent the time to talk to Rose.He’d have stayed cut off fromit all, away from the main club.He hadn’t fought anyone in so longthat he was surprised he still knew how to fight.“I’ve got to go.Hardy got me good.”

Eva moved out of the way to let himpass.He wondered how Lacey was getting on.Whizz doubted she’dever had a day with the girls.Angel and Prue were two completelydifferent women in looks and in personality.It would beinteresting to see how she survived.

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“You have got to buy that dress.It matches your hair, and it molds to your curves, Lacey,” Pruesaid.

Lacey turned this way and that.She wore apair of sneakers as she moved for both women to see her in thedifferent clothes.Neither woman had left her alone for two minutesto get her thoughts together.

Angel appeared out of the dressing room,whistling.“Prue’s right.It’s perfect, and I know Whizz would loveto see you in that.”

She turned to look at Angel, who wore apair of tight jeans that emphasized her rounded ass.The otherwoman didn’t look fat but sensual.

“Do you really think Lashwill let you wear jeans?”Prue asked.

“I wear jeans all the time.”Angel tucked her blonde hair behind her ear.Her cheeks were alovely shade of red.

“Correction, he let you wearjeans when you were pregnant and there was no chance for him to geta look in.Those jeans will spend more time around your ankles thanaround your waist.”

Lacey laughed as Angel’s face turned adeeper shade of red.“There are times I prefer having Tate with me.She’d tell me to kick Lash’s ass.”

“I’m Prue, and you’ve chosen me because weboth know Tate’s a pain in the ass when she’s got the pregnancyhormones.”

Anthony and Markus were both asleep intheir pushchairs.Prue had decided to sit this shop out to takecare of the boys.

“You should get that one,Lacey.I love it,” Angel said, fingering the edge of thefabric.

“If it’s money you’re worriedabout, don’t be.Whizz already gave me a stash of cash to pay foryou.”Prue leaned back to watch them both.

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