He touched her cheek.
“I will never stop loving you, Bishop. You’re the mother of my children, and the best thing that ever happened to me. I chose you. Ridge was put in my path, but you and I made a choice to be this couple.”
She kissed him softly on the lips.
“That’s all I needed to know.”
Lucian was to the point.
“Ridge is going to be broken by this for a while. I can’t foresee this being an issue for some time.”
She laughed.
“Yeah, and you didn’t foresee this being a problem when you weren’t banging a man on this plane. So, let’s not be ridiculous. At one point, you’re both going to want to have sex again.”
It wasn’t like she was wrong.
“Inappropriate question time,” she said. “The cat needs to know, even if curiosity kills it. Do you give or receive?” she asked, not mincing words.
It wasn’t like he was shocked.
He said she could ask.
Lucian knew her better than that to give her carte blanche when it came to a questioning. The attorney hadn’t thought that one through.
He laughed.
“Uh, it’s weird having to tell my wife this, but I know you need full access, so here it is. I gave. There and here with the exception of when this went to hell. He was the aggressor. That should have been my sign something was manipulating it. Ridge isn’t aggressive in the static as the dominant one. He’s more…malleable, I guess would be the word.”
She leaned into him.
“Oh, and here is my silver lining. I think I just found my new kink.”
He lifted a brow.
“Me having sex with a man is your kink?”
She laughed outrageously.
“Hell, no. Me busting your ass to make you both VERY uncomfortable is. I’m giddy over it.”
He snorted.
“There’s my girl,” he said, resting his head on her shoulder. “I’m glad I didn’t lose her. God. I’m so fucking grateful she still loves me.”
Yeah, Bishop understood that feeling of relief.
Bishop knew that the road ahead was going to be a bumpy one.
Call it a hunch.
Oh, not for them.
For Ridge.
“He’s going to need us. This Wynter thing is going to keep him off of his feet for a while.”
Lucian went there.