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She laughed.

That was funny.

DAMN.

AMUSING.

Why?

She pointed at Ridge, who was between them.

“What do you call this?” she asked. “Because you got your wife and sexy boyfriend too. That’s a whole lot of cake when it comes to eating it, too, Pirate. Like you said, you won the lottery on me being magnanimous. That means you’re staying out of my job. Got it?”

He snorted.

“I mean, I’m not complaining.”

Ridge just laid there, befuddled if this was all happening. He’d believed he’d be alone in the world, and now, he and Sophia were blessed.

With family.

Kissing Lucian, Bishop dropped a kiss to Ridge’s forehead and got out of bed.

“I also have to sneak into the morgue and get a phone unlocked, because what are the chances that Bodhi is going to let me do that?”

Ridge was honest.

“I can tell him to let you into the phone.”

She wished it was that easy.

It.

Was.

Not.

The law frowned upon doing sketchy shit when it came to a dead person’s personal property. She could get a warrant, but that was going to take time.

It was the weekend.

They didn’t have time to wait, and it wasn’t like she could tell a judge a psychic killer was on their asses, and this was a matter of speed.

Now could she?

“Bodhi doesn’t want to make waves. Chances are, he’s going to make me jump through hoops to keep this on the legal side. He’s also going to take a long coffee break because I know the man, so no worries. He’s a good man.”

Then, she headed toward the shower.

“Again, Lucian, we will be safe,” she said, before going into the bathroom.

Oh, and her husband knew who the ‘we’ was.

Her and their child.

When she was gone, Lucian let the man lean on him, and the whole time, he knew he was screwed. Before, he’d lusted after one person, and now, he was thinking about twice as much sex.

Jesus.


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