He rumbles with laughter.
“We basically unloaded a baby store’s worth of stuff on them. I don’t think Grinder knew what half the things were.”
“He’s gonna learn,” he says with a low chuckle.
“Serena’s sweet,” I say, remembering the affectionate way she cradled her bump and spoke about the baby. “I hate that I felt so…jealous. I mean, they haven’t been together that long. I don’t even think they were trying to get pregnant and poof!”
He stares straight ahead. “She’s had a lot of losses too. So, I want to be happy for both of them, but I know what you mean.” He squeezes me tighter and looks down at me. “Hey, you know that idea I had for a new club business?”
“Taking over Cedarwood Funeral Home?” I sit straighter, relieved to occupy my mind with something other than self-pity. “Cementing the club’s foothold in my hometown?”
He frowns slightly. “Does that bother you?”
“Hell no. I love the delicious irony of the Lost Kings running the Wolf Knights’ territory. I wish my uncle was around so you could rub it in his face.”
He shakes with laughter. “I’m sure Merlin knows. He went nomad, not into witness protection.”
“Good.” I laugh. “I hope he’s seething about it up and down the East Coast. Or wherever the hell he’s riding.”
“So vindictive, Sunshine.” He kisses my cheek. “I like it.”
After we stop laughing, he turns serious again. “I’m going to bring it to the table tomorrow. Rock already knows, obviously. I’ll discuss it with him first—”
“Wait, does Murphy know?”
He flinches. “Not yet.”
“Hmm.”
“What’s that hmm for?”
“Nothing.”
He continues staring at me and I relent. “Shouldn’t you talk to him about it too?” I gently suggest. “He’s the VP now.”
“Yeah, but I’m the treasurer. Money stuff is my area.” He shrugs. “He’ll find out tomorrow.”
“Okay,” I answer with uncertainty.