Page 110 of Master's Rise

I laugh walking away. “I like the Masons,” Falcon says.

“Me too. How many are in the boot camp?” I really need to read up on them.

“Twenty-six.”

What? “We only got thirty-one applications.”

He shakes his head no. Today, I don’t want to know.

“Pres!” The loudspeaker blasts. “You’re needed at the stage.”

“We have a stage?”

Raid and Jinx come running with McCabe and Paul following. “It’s the platform,” Raid says.

“This is a lot of fucking Brothers, Boss,” Trask says like I missed Church and didn’t just patch in Brothers from every fucking where.

“Pres.” The Prospect stands in front of me with the kneepads.

“Thanks,” I say, bending to put them on. The loudspeaker calls for me again and the Officers are laughing and giving me shit. I ignore it all until the pads are set and comfortable. “Have you seen my ol’ lady? She’s in a leather skirt and lace corset.”

They shut up. I make it to the platform standing to the side with my arms crossed. I check out my ink but just for a second. It still amazes me.

“Pres, we need you in the front.”

I shake my head no and stay where I am. The Brother doesn’t know what to do. He goes to the shutter looking things and says something.

“He can stand wherever the hell he wants. He just needs to be able to see her. Put the fucking music on already.” Freedom isn’t ever going to be easy.

ZZ Top’s,Legsstarts and I groan to some snickering. Club chicks and ol’ ladies come out in tiny bathing suits dancing for the Brothers, showing off those legs. My eyes are on Seren in my favorite suit, the one with fire on the edges. The shutter things moved but I don’t notice until she slides behind one.

I look at the Brothers, but they’re watching the women. When Seren comes out she has stocking things like an 80’s aerobics instructor. I smile at her seeing the amusement in her eyes, she’s having fun with whatever they’re doing. I can’t say it takes away from the sexy dance.

The next slide has her in leggings and I laugh, they’re not taking clothes off, they’re putting them on. Fucking women know how to throw men off. The dance doesn’t stop the Brothers yelling and whistling their appreciation.

She slides behind the shutter again, but this time she’s got a shirt and hat on. The hat says baby momma and the shirt says Badass on board with a flaming arrow pointing down.

I’m on my knees trying to breathe. The music stops or the Brothers have reached decibels higher. I can’t fucking breathe. A baby. A Badass baby. Seren runs and jumps from the platform right at me. Fuck! I put my arms out and thank fuck Raid and Falcon make sure she sticks. They’re fucking laughing.

“A Badass baby.” I can’t even hear my voice but she nods.

“A naval recruit. Only the best for my Badass Pres.”

The Brothers quiet as games are being called.

Hade and Mounty start talking shit about Special Forces. Falcon laughs at them, both saying SEALs are where it’s at, causing another wave of decibel level arguing.

I kiss my beautiful Badass baby momma.