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West cleared his throat.

“As much as I care about how exactly my sisters feel about their hair color, I have questions for Reagan.”

I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows. I was still disgusted with all three of them but if they were going to keep Lucky for the night, I needed to play nice.

“What?”

“Do we feed him?Howdo we feed him? Will you be back before it’s his bedtime? What time is his bedtime?”

He would’ve kept going but I huffed and cut him off.

“It probably would’ve been nice if you’d thought to ask these questions when I first arrived, instead of trying to buy me out of a child and send me away.”

The women gasped and started shouting at West but I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the dining room table where Tate and Mills sat with Lucky. Mills had taken Lucky back and as soon as Lucky saw me, he reached for me.

Scooping him out of Mills’ arm, I turned away from them and lifted my shirt to let Lucky feed. “I’ll feed him again now and he won’t want more until around ten. I’ll have to start pumping and getting him used to a bottle if y’all are going to spend alone time with him. He goes to bed when he’s tired. He’ll need a diaper change soon. Don’t leave him anywhere high up while you try to throw the old diaper away because he will roll and if you break my son, I’ll break your life. Understand?”

Nellie came over and rubbed Lucky’s back. “I remember the first time I had to leave Waylan alone. Of course, I left her with the leaders of a motorcycle gang, so it was a little different. Forall their faults, these boys won’t let anything happen to Lucky. Will you?”

Mills looked like he was struggling to remain calm and I could practically see smoke coming out of his ears.

“He’s our son. We’ll protect him with everything we have.”

Lucky had already fed just a bit earlier so he pulled away and gurgled happily while fully exposing my nipple. I covered up and didn’t look anyone in the eye as I handed Lucky back to Mills.

“I’ll see you soon, baby. I love you.”

It was painful to walk away but Vera and Nellie were there, tugging me along.

“Don’t worry. We all understand how painful this moment is for you. We won’t keep you out long.” Vera wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “This is just an introduction to the club.”

I bit my lip and tried to be strong.

“Of course. Everything’s fine. I’m fine.”

“Ten bucks says she cries within ten minutes.” Maxie laughed when the other women turned to her in shock. She grinned at me. “No one is used to the new version of me yet.”

“New version?”

She nodded. “I’ll tell you all about it.”

CHAPTER 21

Reagan

I waved one last time to Vera at the front door of the Hellstone house before letting myself inside. Despite the fun I’d had, even though Ihadcried, I was desperate to have Lucky in my arms again. It was crazy how a few hours away from him made my heart feel like it was ripping open. I listened for any sounds as I walked the first floor but I didn’t hear anything. Moving upstairs, I searched room by room until my entire body tingled with panic and my brain filled with the worst possible scenarios.

I searched the entire house again, screaming the guys’ names. Still, there was no sign of them. I raced back out the front door, hoping Vera was still there so she could help but she was long gone. I spun in a circle, going over the worst possible scenario possible. The guys had decided they didn’t want to share Lucky with me and they’d taken him.

All of their trucks were there, though. Not knowing what else to do, I took off running towards the rest of the ranch, screaming their names. They had to be somewhere. My stomach clenched painfully with fear as I heard some of the horses in the barn chuffing and reacting to my screams. I was scaring the animals but I couldn’t find my son. I couldn’t—

“Hey! What are you screaming about?” Tate stuck his head out of the barn. “Now I see where Lucky gets it from. Jesus. You’re scaring the horses.”

I charged towards him and shoved past him.

“Where is he? Where’s Lucky?”

Tate’s confused expression turned to anger.

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