Page 135 of Ranger's Rise

Epilogue

One week

Ranger

Bravo is fucking awesome, but I miss mylo’u alofa. Two days seems like a week. While Anton and his partners are swiping cups for me, I text her then wait for her to pull me up on the chat.

Her smiling face makes me smile. “Mylo’u alofa, I’m so glad I’ll be home tonight.”

I love the look in her eyes. “I’m glad too, but I talked to you this morning. Is this you missing me?”

“Always, baby. I had some time and needed a distraction.”

Her head is swinging and she turns the computer. “I’m with the Alpha-Bits. Jacques convinced me to come swimming with them.”

I’m laughing. He’s so fucking cute with the swimming. Wait. “Tell me you’re covered. Why did I only see you from the neck up?”

The computer turns and I see her in a bikini top. Sonofabitch. She’s laughing. “I’m in shorts and the top.”

“Shit. I miss the good shit, but I’m glad you’re covered.” I look toward the door and the Crew comes in and pulls the cups from their pockets then drops them in the gearbox.

“What are you doing?”

Fuck! I look back at Freedom. “We’re getting ready to lift-off. I’ll see you when I get home.” I need to get her off before Anton comes in.

She’s laughing. “You will and you can explain then.”

I smile, trying for the running for office one. “Love you, mylo’u alofa.”

“Yeah, Yeah.” She closes down, but at least she’s laughing.

“Boss!” Anton. I get to the door fast. Hay-bale and Anton come running.

“Get us up as soon as the doors close, Stoker!”

Stoker: “Roger, Boss.” He’s laughing.

Hay-bale throws the box to Canton and lifts Anton. I take him, turn and set him down. “Get to the computer, Anton.” I love the messenger run. He jumps in the seat and his fingers fly.

Anton: “Go, Stoker! Flight plan logged.”

I watch Falcon run out and salute him then close the door.

~*~*~

We’re in the meeting room and I’m looking down. Anton is beside me looking down. Cort paces the side of the table and the Presidents are talking about how the cups are causing issues in all the Clubs.

Falcon is pissed we shut down his surveillance in the building. It was down for fifteen fucking minutes.Then Flight Ops for the minute we needed to lift-off. I keep the smile off my face.

Major is pissed that his cups were swiped from the stock room.

Cort stops pacing. “Every Club needs to send cups to the others. I wanted one from each of you too. I’ll get names etched on the cups as they go out. That should help. If Ops or surveillance is shut down again, I will take their cuts.”

Major jumps in. “Badass wants Ranger running Aerial Ops. That was loud and clear, Cortland.”Cortland? Only Rex calls him that. “Little Anton runs our fields with Akai. They’re the only Brothers that Badass trusts with that.”

I wish I could see Falcon’s face, but I keep looking at my feet. “We can’t have Brothers shutting down Ops, Major. What the fuck will be next?” Cort sounds pissed.

“Put them on the dish.” Fucking Falcon! Anton’s body freezes. I turn my foot and touch his.