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“Do you think they’ll like it?” Storm fussed around the appetizers she arranged on the table.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. “They’ll love anything you fix. Stop worrying.” She blew out a breath and gave me a nod before disappearing down the hall.

The doorbell rang and then opened.I’ve got to remember to keep the door locked from now on.Storm and I fucked like bunnies, and I didn’t want them to get even a peek at her beautiful body.

They all piled into the kitchen and sat around the table without being asked to. “Help yourselves guys.”

“I knew Storm loved us,” Paulie said.

I took my seat at the head of the table and said, “Guys, I’ve got something to talk to you about.” They all paused with their forks halfway to their mouths. “After many conversations between Storm and myself, I’ve decided to retire.”

“What? We’ve got a show coming up! What are we supposed to do?” Russ asked in a panic.

“I’ll be there for that show so that I can announce it to the fans, but I have a suggestion for someone to take my place. Well, actually, Storm suggested it. Marcie would be a great addition to the band. Storm has heard her sing, and she says she’s good.”

“She is, but I’m not sure she can be talked into it. She likes the show, but she has stage fright. I don’t know how she could overcome that,” Russ told us.

“I think with some therapy and practicing in the studio, she’ll be a natural,” I suggested.

“I’ll talk to her about it if everyone is in agreement.”

A round of, “Hell yeah, man,” could be heard around the table.

“Sounds unanimous to me.”

“Now on to the other news. Storm is two months pregnant. I’m going to be a father!” Everyone patted me on the back.

“This calls for a drink,” Russ announced, going over tothe kitchen cabinet, grabbing a few shot glasses and a bottle of gray goose from the freezer.

“Here’s to Storm, and may the baby look like her because we all know that Rowdy has big ears.” He laughed.

“You lie!” Rowdy laughed.

“Okay, so I’m going to take Storm to my cabin for a week. She can see what country living is like. See you guys next week for the show.”

Storm lifted her head from my shoulder where she’d been sleeping for the last hour and wiped the sleep from her eyes.

“I have a place I would like to show you. You’ll love it. Trust me.”

“Love what?”

“I’m taking you to my other home.”

“But our home is back that way.” She hooked her thumb, referring to the direction we’d just passed.

“Just trust me, okay? It’s a place your father doesn’t know about.

When she looked up at me with big blue eyes and a big smile, that did me in. She and our little peanut owned my heart.

“We’re here.”

“Rowdy Ranch?” she asked, reading the big metal letters on the gate.

The big gate swung open as I punched in the last digit of my security code. You couldn’t see the house from here. I had built it as far back in the trees that I could for privacy reasons. The whole thirty acres of land was surrounded by a securityfence to keep nosey paparazzi and stalker fans at a distance. We drove a good half mile before the ranch came into view. Storm sat straight up; her mouth dropped open in surprise.

“Wow! This is beautiful. This explains why you drive this monster truck.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s part of the reason.”