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She laughed. “No, but it does involve something that vibrates between your legs.”

Bear chuckled. “Where are we riding to?”

Winnie’s face gave nothing away but he knew his woman long enough that he was going to love the answer. “We’re taking a group ride to Kansas City. Leaving in two hours and if we happen to drop by our Topeka security office on the way, it will be a bonus.”

Leave it to his woman to think up something that not only would take his mind off his oldest leading her first security detail but also put them within driving distance to be her backup if needed. Phoebe walked over to him. She’d changed so much from the five-year-old who had first thrown her arms around his neck telling him her mom was gone.

She’d grown into a strong, capable woman who along with some of her cousins were beginning to take over the bail bonds and security company.

“Dad, Mom, I love you and know you’re worried.” She wrapped her arms around Bear’s middle and leaned on his chest. “You’ve given me every advantage and I’m prepared. That being said, I know you all are going on a long ride. I arranged for you all to have the back room at the Mexican restaurant you like so you can enjoy some good food while you wait. Just don’t step in unless I request it.”

He patted his daughter’s back, realizing she was prepared. “It’s just hard, Pheebs, when your little lightning bugs fly free. Someday you’ll understand. Love you and go kick some ass.”

“Swear jar.” Phoebe giggled and held out her hand.

“Yo, Pheebs, get a move on. I want to have lunch in Wichita.”

Phoebe kissed his cheek and hugged her mom. “Love you guys. Gotta go. Bad guys to catch and survivors to rescue.”

Phoebe ran toward the SUV and hopped in the driver’s side. She started it up and waved as she backed out and drove away. Being a parent was hard but he knew his girl had it.

“Dad, come on. You promised us range time and Mom said you’re leaving in a couple hours.” His two sons and his youngest daughter waited patiently by their motorcycles. He had it all and he owed it to his persistent sunbeam.

The End until Scoop’s book

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