“Jay,” Bryn said with a grin, so pretty with her mother’s black hair and her father’s blue eyes. Her little brother squirmed in their mother’s arms.
Georgie sat Chance on his feet. He, too, had black hair and blue eyes.
CJ hugged Bryn, then went to Zoann and did the same. When he wrapped his arms around Georgie’s legs, she ruffled his hair.
“Ro,” CJ called, just noticing Johnnie and Kendall’s son. “What you doing here?”
Leave it to CJ to ask a blunt question.
“Want to play, Rory?” Ryan asked.
“That would be a negative,” Val said, just as Rory started to move. The words made him freeze. “Your old man waiting on us at the park.”
CJ frowned. “’Law, too?”
“’Law with Meggie.” Val snickered. “Making another kid probably.”
Zoann elbowed him while CJ blinked.
“How him make another kid, Uncle Val?”
That wiped the smile off Val’s face.
“Asshole,” Zoann gritted, glaring at her husband. “He’s a small boy.”
“Outlaw tell him everything else, Puff. How I’m supposed to know he don’t tell him about fucking?”
“Val!” Fee, Georgie, and Zoann chorused.
Val cringed at Zoann’s narrowed eyes and raised his hands. “That came out wrong.”
“When I punch you, your teeth will come out wrong, too,” she snapped.
Clearing his throat, Val looked at CJ. “You can come with us, CJ.”
Nodding, CJ turned to Fee. At the ding of the elevator, Fee realized she hadn’t invited her guests inside yet.
“I go,” CJ said. “Ryder stay. Him a fucking brat.”
“CJ!” Zoann said sternly. “Behave. Understand? Otherwise, you’re staying with me and I’m telling Meggie.”
“Kay, Ant Zo,” CJ said, unfazed at the threat.
Georgie combed her fingers through her hair. “Val, will you be okay to bring Chance and Bryn to Sloane?”
“He would be,” a voice said from behind Val, “if I wasn’t here to get my children myself.”
Sloane Mason shouldered his way past Val and Zoann, and into Fee’s apartment, dragging Georgie with him. Everyone else followed him in.
Fee was too much in shock to apologize for her bad manners, as Sloane kissed his wife like they were alone.
“Jesus, you’re fucking pathetic,” Kiln grumbled from the doorway.
Everyone was inside, but no one had closed the door.
Kiln headed for Chance and lifted the boy into his arms.
“What’s it to you if I’m pathetic?” Sloane retorted. “Oh, I forgot. Your hand needs a rest, so you haven’t had company in a while to know what it feels like.”
Zoann chuckled. “You deserved that, Kiln,” she said, then smiled at Fee. “Surprise, baby. You’ve been so sad recently and I know what a fan you are of Sloane.”
Sloane’s eyes danced with merriment. His hoop earrings and dark hair added to his sex appeal. Besides, he was one of the good ones, who wore his wedding band with pride.
“I wanted to finally introduce you to him and his wife,” Zoann said.
“Oh, indeed,” Kiln chortled.
Zoann glanced from him to Fee. “You know them already?”
Sloane kissed Georgie again. “Time for me to get my children and go. Leave you ladies to your business.” As he headed to Bryn, he paused to kiss Fee’s cheek.
“Excuse me,” another voice drawled from the door.
Blond and gorgeous, the suited man had the most amazing Southern accent.
“Hey, Jason,” Georgie said.
Sloane stiffened. “Yes?”
“A crowd’s forming, sir. Pres sent me up. He wants me to stay with Georgie since you were spotted by some eagle-eyed fan.”
“Fuck. Fine. Let’s go,” Sloane said, unhappiness turning his mouth down.
“Bye, Puff.” Val kissed Zoann breathless, then escorted Ryan, Devon, Rory, and CJ out.
Still holding Chance, Kiln halted in the hallway, until Sloane kissed Georgie again. Finished, he swept Bryn into his arms, then paused in front of Jason. The bodyguard averted his gaze, reddening.
“Protect my wife,” he warned and stalked off.
Georgie stared at Jason. “Why does my husband dislike you so much?”
Jason shrugged. “I’ll be right outside,” he said instead of answering, and closed the door.
Ryder released a cry, reminding Fee he was still there.
“So that’s how Meggie got time to have a bedroom picnic with Christopher,” Zoann said with a wicked grin. “Bunny brought the twins to a checkup and you took the other two.”
“CJ took me,” Fee admitted.
“I’m sure. He’s a little rascal.” Zoann nodded to Georgie. “Do you two know one another?”