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I grin. “You’re going to love her,” I tell him before taking off after Saint.

“I bet I will.”

“Do you think he’s actually going to leave us?” Saint asks as we make our way down the elevator.

“This is Shep we’re talking about. I know he would.” As the words leave my mouth, the door opens just in time to see the red Mercedes speeding out of the parking lot.

“That motherfucker!” Saint snarls. “I’m going to fucking kill him.”

“Relax,” I tell him, pulling a set of keys from my pocket. “My car is still here from last week.”

While I was here doing something for Father the other week, I got a text from one of our men that Cove was nearby at the little market nearby. It was a nice day, so I went for a walk and followed her around for a few hours before she walked back home.

I was going to head back for my car, but found my baby brother sitting in his own car across the street, waiting for our Bunny to come back so he could do his nightly creeping.

Saint grins, snatching them from my hand. “I’ll drive.”

We manage to make it home at the same time as Shepherd, pulling up alongside his car.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he shouts, slamming his door shut.

“Don’t fuck with us when it comes to Cove,” I chuckle, climbing out.

“You both suck.” He points to us.

“Sorry to ruin your plans, little brother.” Saint grins, wrapping his arm around Shep. “But Cove is with us now. She’s fair game.”

“Is that all I am to you?” My attention snaps to the door. Cove stands there, looking just as stunning as she always does. She changed out of Shep’s t-shirt and into her own clothes.

“No,” I tell her, shaking my head. “We’re not playing around when it comes to you.”

“I mean, I do want to play, though.” Shep gives her a devilish smirk. “Tell me, Bunny, do you like to run?” he asks, raising a brow. “Because I know I do.”

“Good, then go for a run,” she says, pointing to the gate. “Bye.”

My eyes widen, laughter building in my chest at the shocked look on my brother’s face.

“She’s fucking perfect,” Saint laughs.

“Isn’t she?” I grin.

“You’re mean.” He points to Cove.

“Mean? You wanna see mean? Cause I’ll show you mean.” She narrows her eyes.

“She knows this is like foreplay for Shepherd, right?” Saint chuckles as the two of them bicker back and forth.

“Maybe. But if the blush on her face, the way her eyes are dilated, and how hard her nipples are against her shirt are any indication, I think she’s enjoying it too.”

Bringing Cove here was the best decision we’ve ever made. I can’t wait for what's going to happen next. I just hope our Little Bunny is ready too.

Chapter Fourteen

Cove

“Swear to god, you’re a fucking child, you know that?” I snap, my chest heaving in anger and adrenaline from arguing with Shepherd.

“I know you are, but what am I?” He gives me that cocky smirk that has my hand itching to slap it off his face.