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Smoke pats him on the back and walks away.

“Do you think the girls are up yet?” he asks me.

“They should be awake by now. And Ma’s likely told them they’re staying home. I need to go talk to them. To explain they’re in danger. How the hell do I do that without scaring them. And what do I tell them about JR?”

“Tell them he went on a business trip.”

“That’s the closest to the truth I can get, isn’t it?”

“I think so. I’ll be with you every step of the way, tesoro.”

As if I wasn’t already head over heels in love with him, he calls me treasure. My heart melts a little and some tension eases.

“Can we take the sled to the house?”

“We can. Would you like to go for a ride later?”

“I would, very much.”

“We’ll have to have escorts.”

“I understand. Maybe a few others want to go out too.”

“Leave it to me. I’ll plan everything.”

“Okay. Ready to go?”

“I am.”

I stand up. Wizard’s right behind me as we make our way through the clubhouse to the front where the sleds are parked. He gets the spare helmet out of the trunk and straps it on me before donning his and throwing one long jean clad leg over the seat. He balances, then offers me his hand. I step on the peg and throw my leg over before scooting in as close as I can, pressing my core up against his delicious jean clad ass.

The ride is much too short and soon we’re pulling up the drive to the guest house. We’ve no sooner come to a stop than the front door opens, and the girls come pouring out.

Chapter 33

Wizard

Valentina leads the charge out the door. She’s yelling. The other girls are yelling at her for yelling. Valentina’s face is red. I decide to immediately try and diffuse the situation.

“Girls, get your stuff. We’re going car shopping, then lunch. You have ten minutes.”

Valentina stops mid scream and mid step.

“Ten minutes! That’s not enough time.”

“It’s nine and a half now. You better hurry.”

She opens and closes her mouth before turning on heel and racing inside. Her sisters follow her. I help Charlie off the back before getting off.

“I’ll have a prospect bring the SUV. I panicked.”

“It’s a good plan, but I’ll need the insurance money to put a down payment on another car.”

“Let me take care of it now. You can give me what the insurance pays you. The family needs a car, and I have a stupid, fat bank account.”

Her face reminds me of Valentina’s a few minutes ago. She opens and closes her mouth a few times.

“This is hard.”