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“And me.” Sloane raises her hand. “I’ll help too.”
Baker nods at each of them. “Thanks. I’m going to need it, I’m sure.”
“Okay, hurry up and eat. We gotta get my girl moved in,” I say.
“You know he’s serious if he’s rushing food consumption,” Foster jokes.
“Damn right, I’m serious. If this wouldn’t go to waste, I would have suggested grabbing something on the way.”
“Damn,” Reid mutters. “You broke him, Rowan.” He holds his hand up to her for a high-five. “Reynolds is putting you above his constant need for food.” He holds up his pinky finger and wiggles it. “You got him right here.” He laughs.
“And damn proud of it,” I say before Rowan can comment. “Now eat.”
Reid salutes me, and then we all dig into our late breakfast. I shovel mine in faster than I ever have because I know at the end of this meal, she’s moving in, and that’s just the first step in starting our forever.
Leaning over, I whisper in her ear, “I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”
She looks at me. Her blue eyes could be filled with so much pain and sorrow, but they’re not. They’re shining with love and happiness, as they always should be. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep that look in her eye.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Landry
It’s been two weeks since the incident with Chaz. The media lit up the story like a wildfire. There are a few negative comments, but all of the articles are in support of Rowan, myself, and the Rampage. The facts are there, and there are a few keyboard warrior assholes who spew their hate, but we’ve been ignoring them. Do not engage and all that.
It’s also been two weeks since Rowan moved in with me. My big house is no longer empty. I love seeing her shoes by the door, her girly stuff all over the bathroom counter, and that section of my closet that’s been empty for so long is now occupied. Though she doesn’t have much, and I plan to change that. That's why I’m meeting my sister for lunch today. We’re going on a shopping spree for Rowan. I know my girl, and she’d never spend my money willingly. My little sister, on the other hand, will, as long as it’s not for her. Stubborn women surround me, but I wouldn’t change it. I’ll think of a way to pay my sister back for helping me.
“So, where does she think you are right now?”
“With you. I told her we were having lunch together. I invited her, but she said we should spend our sibling bonding time alone. I told her I’d bring her back her favorite cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory.”
“Oh, you learn fast,” Corie says, nodding. “Good job, Bro.”
“I’d do anything for her, Core. I get it now, the way Knox looks at you. The way he gravitates toward you. I didn’t understand it. At first, I thought maybe he was just doing it to get under my skin, but that’s not it at all.”
“You know he’s not like that, Landry,” my sister scolds.
“I know. I was so lost in not wanting to see or think about you with my best friend that I missed the true meaning. I mean, I know he loves you, and that you love him, but it’s so much more than that.”
“I’m glad you found it too. Mom and Dad would love her,” she says softly.
“Knox too. They’re not here, but maybe they had a little bit to do with us finding the loves of our lives.”
“Whoa, is my brother getting sentimental?” she teases, blinking back tears.
“I’m a changed man, little sister,” I joke.
“Okay. So, I’m getting lunch, and what else? You said something about shopping for Rowan?”
“Yeah, I want to spoil her a little. Fill up the big-ass closet for her or something.”
“Aww,” Corie coos.
“And I have to stop by the jewelry store.”
“Oh, jewelry is always a nice touch.”
“What about the kind you wear on your left hand?”
