“I’ll think on it just a little longer, see if I can find a solution that will render all of it irrelevant before it comes to that point. If not, I will speak to Warren and address the problem head on.”
“Whatever,” she muttered, eyes rolling as she fidgeted with the gun at her hip. It was a bad habit, but it was comforting nonetheless. Like a security blanket that she needed when she damn sure didn’t trust the people around her.
“They learned from Chance and Valencia has yet to be a threat to anyone inside of her family.” He wasn’t certain the latter would be true forever, but he also didn’t care about that. The only part of Avalon’s family that mattered to him was Rayner. “I just don’t want to see you get killed or worse. And besides, I finally got my mother to stop bitching about grandbabies once you were born. I don’t want to deal with her if something happens to you.”
“I’m pretty sure she would have no issue shooting any of them,” he pointed out. He figured the only people completely safe from his eldest sister was their mother or her kids. And he wasn’t entirely sure on their mother some days. “You worry too goddamn much.”
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