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beneath his words clear. “Become better for it, even with all our battle wounds.” Logical progression after that was a traded stare with Shay. Nobody in the small throng needed interpretation. They all knew about the heinous “experiments” Ghid and Shay had endured at the hands of Stock’s business partner, Homer Adler—and the incision scars that riddled both their bodies because of them. “Today isn’t a day for killing—”
    “Killing?” Zoe’s head jerked up. She whipped her gaze, now sapphire bright, back to her husband. “Could we get away with that? Seriously? If we were quick about it—”
    “No!” Shay shouted it along with Tait, Ghid, Rhett, and Rebel. Dan was the only abstention.
    “Are you crazy?” The concurring growl came from Brynn, who whirled from Dan to advance on her friend. “Zo, would you listen to yourself?”
    “She’s sorta right, honey,” El said. “It is your wedding day.”
    “And you have a fucking condition.” Tait stabbed a finger in the direction of Zoe’s belly.
    “ Ay . All right, all right!” As Zoe barked it, sirens wailed across the valley. Red and white lights careened off of a pair of emergency vehicles, closing in on the ranch at a NASCAR pace.
    “Thank fuck for small miracles.” Rebel muttered it while hiking up his shirtsleeves, exposing his exotically tattooed forearms. He stepped over, roping Shay under one arm and Zoe under the other. “All right, you two, a few hundred people are over there because of you. Go forth and be charming. Rhett and I have this covered.” He nodded toward Tait. “That goes for you too, T-Bomb. Stop moping. That’s Colton’s job now.”
    Tait clawed a hand through his hair. “I need a fucking beer. And a dance with my woman.”
    “Just a dance?” Shay waggled his brows at his brother but reached for Zoe.
    “Easy, papi .” Zoe giggled, though the sound was still strained. “It’s not time for the honeymoon yet.”
    “It is when you get all feisty and want to kill people.”
    His stab at make-love-not-war was lost on his bride, who gazed longingly at the car once more. “It’s a hell of a lot more than ‘want’.”
    “Zoe.” He coupled the warning with a jerk at the small of her back. “Let it go, tiny dancer. Please.”
    “Because you have?”
    He huffed. “Do we have to do this right—”
    “Because you don’t still wake up in sweats from the nightmares of what that higueputa did to you? Because I’ll never forget walking into that room in Adler’s lab and seeing him standing next to the bed they’d strapped you to, locking you down like the breeding stud they’d reduced you to? Because it tore my soul apart to see you drugged, cut up, and—”
    Shay cupped her face in both hands. “It’s behind us now, baby girl. Don’t sacrifice our joy on the altar of hating him.”
    “Great minds.” Tait jerked a thumb toward Dan. “Same logic I tried on the spook earlier.”
    Shay snorted. “I see how well that went.”
    “Stock’s intestines aren’t decorating the back seat, are they?”
    Shay’s brows jumped. “Point taken.”
    Dan’s gaze was snagged by the approving slant of Zoe’s lips. “You simply pulled the wrong member of the wedding party away, Colton. I would’ve gladly helped you turn that cabrón’ s guts into vulture food.”
    “ Enough .”
    Shay snarled it before smacking Zoe’s backside with so much force, there was no doubt about his intent. Obi-Wan; the Dom is strong in this one . Dan had known that much about Shay for a while, though it was clear Tait hadn’t. The guy gawked at his brother with new awareness. Shay flared a glare in return before pivoting back to his bride, who’d turned the texture of putty. They all watched as Zoe stood on tiptoe to whisper something in Shay’s ear. He nodded and murmured, “Of course you may. But make it fast.”
    Dan leaned against the car again, grinning. Whatever Shay had just given Zoe permission for, it ought to be a good