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    She climbed onto my lap as soon as I was spent and slipped me inside of her. She didn’t seem to mind that I wasn’t fully into it. I was still catching my breath. And watching her writhe on top of me was…I was getting into it. She was beautiful, there was no denying that. I slid my hands over her hips and tugged her down closer to me, groaning even as she dipped down to kiss me.
    I could get used to this.

Chapter 3
     
    Brian
    Killian checked the rounds in his gun, making sure he had a full load. Kyle and Ian were both doing the same thing, shoving the pistols in shoulder holsters when they were done.
    “All set?” I asked.
    Killian lifted his leg, checking the smaller gun he had in an ankle holster. When he was done, he looked up at me, a long look that seemed to read something that I didn’t know was there.
    “What’s going on with you, Pops? You look almost happy.”
    “Do I?”
    “Getting laid?” Ian asked.
    “Don’t be crude,” Kyle said.
    “Everyone knows their job,” I said. “Make sure the shipment gets in with no problems. Ian, if you spot anything at the warehouse that doesn’t look right, you give the signal to abort. Got it?”
    “Of course.”
    “Don’t worry, Pops,” Killian said, slamming his hand down on my shoulder. “We know what to do. We’ve been doing this long enough.”
    I watched them head out, wondering what Abigail would say if she could see them now. She’d be proud of our boys, but she wouldn’t be thrilled with what I’ve exposed them to. They’ve each gone to jail at least once or twice, but I don’t allow them to run jobs for Jack anymore. Now it’s just the protection racket. We’d help Jack’s guys out when they needed extra security, and we’d act as bodyguards to special members of the family when necessary. Everything was on the up and up these days. No reason to put ourselves in danger.
    But Abigail still wouldn’t like it. She’d never liked my relationship with Jack.
    That man will get you killed one of these days.
    She’d always been convinced I’d make her a widow. Instead, she died on me.
    I followed the boys out and got into a car with Ian. He was quiet as we drove across town.
    “You been to Vegas lately?”
    Ian shook his head. “Things are running smoothly there. But I’ll probably fly out in a couple of months, just to make sure.”
    “Who do you have in charge out there?”
    “Mickey.”
    I nodded. Mickey was one of the old guards, a guy Jack and I grew up with. I’d trust him with my life, but I wasn’t sure I was happy trusting him with my casino. It was a business venture that I got into some years ago. The idea was to move the whole family to Nevada. It was still the plan, sort of. The thing was, Abigail wanted to retire first, and then she got sick and things just…life has a habit of getting in the way. And then I put Ian in charge, and he put Mickey in charge…
    I had to trust him.
    “Have you heard from Stacy recently?”
    “She’s engaged.”
    My eyebrows rose. “To whom?”
    “I don’t know. Some guy she met at school. I think he’s a professor.”
    “Why hasn’t she called me?”
    “You know she’s pissed at you since Mom died.”
    Most of the kids had always felt closer to Abigail than me. Especially Stacy since she was the only girl. And when Abigail got sick, she didn’t want the kids to disrupt their lives and come stand around her hospital bed to watch her die. Stacy was still living with us at the time, but she was busy with school things. She was more than pissed when she found out our trip out of town was really a two-week stay at the hospital. She hasn’t said more than a few words to me since.
    Maybe it was time for me to head to New York and set her straight.
    Ian glanced at me. “She’ll come around.”
    I shrugged. “Have you heard much about this delivery? I know you keep your ear to the ground.”
    “Cops have everyone scared. Between them and Reilly’s gang, I’m surprised