Page 51 of Sly (Dragon Riders MC 5)

I blinked. “You mean…?”

Ben smiled brightly. “Yep. The other piece of good news is that this Skeleton trafficking bullshit has now become an agency-wide thing. DEA is helping. CIA is helping. Interpol is on the lookout. Everyone’s working on this in some way, shape, or form. And before it’s all said and done, we will find them. You have my word.”

Sly stood. “Well, that shit calls for a celebration. Who wants to head to the bar!?”

I snickered. “At eight thirty in the morning?”

He dropped my hand. “Why not? I’ll call the guys, we’ll bust out the whiskey for our coffee, and we can use the kitchen to cook up a big ass breakfast for all of us. I’ll go call the guys.”

Ben stood as he let go of my other hand. “I’ll go pick up some provisions. I’m sure you guys don’t keep eggs and shit like that at the bar.”

Sly snapped his fingers. “Perfect. Meet there in an hour?”

Ben trotted for the door. “An hour, it is!”

And as I continued to sit at the kitchen table, listening to my brother and the love of my life make last-minute celebratory plans, only one thought crossed my mind.

I like the way the rest of my life looks.