JACK: Las Vegas Bad Boys
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“It’s your sister, ask her,” Ace says, laughing as Landon hands him a beer.
“Man, Sophia loves it here,” Landon says. “The chickens are seriously her favorite thing ever.”
“You are such a dad. It still freaks me out,” Ace says.
I grin. “You will be, too, soon enough.”
We all turn at look at our women. Emmy is six months pregnant, glowing as she should be. Claire is spinning Sophia around in the grass. JoJo is laughing with Tess as they raise their champagne flutes in the air. The late summer wind runs through Tess’s hair.
She’s dressed in white linen, and her feet are bare and her clear blue eyes are bright. And I’m gonna fucking marry that girl today, and love her for the rest of my life.
“How did we all end up so lucky?” I ask, turning to the bad boys of Vegas, who have somehow ended up with the best women on the motherfucking planet.
“I don’t know,” Ace says. “But I’m willing to bet the house that no one gets dealt hands like this. You gotta fight for this.”
“Play hard, love harder,” I say, raising my beer.
No doubt it’s exactly what all four of us will do for the rest of our goddamned lives.
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EVERLY
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