31. Dax #3
“If someone told me that you’d be standing next to me right now, engaged to three assassins, and ready to take on one of the biggest Mexican drug lords, I’d say fuck yeah,” I teased, grinning at her. “Guess that’s a little fucked-up, huh?”
“Babe, what are best friends for if they won’t go into battle with you?” Harper countered. “I always said that you would keep my life interesting.”
That made me laugh. “You know Wes tells me that all the time too.”
“Neither of us has been wrong about that, have we, shortcake?” Wes commented as he stood on my other side. “It started as the three of us, so it only seems fitting we should face everything life has to throw at us together. Took Harper longer to get on board, but hey, the gang is all here.”
Rolling my eyes, I elbowed him in the side. “Now you have to go and make it all sappy and shit, completely ruining the moment. Besides, it’s the twelve of us now,” I reminded him.
“Yeah,” Wes drawled. “One big happy criminal family, waging war together in our free time.”
“Sounds like my kind of family,” Cam commented. “Think I can be a part of it?”
We all turned to look at him, and I burst out laughing. Someone had taken it upon themselves to send a hat that looked like a knight’s helmet. It had the whole face shield thing made out of sweatshirt fabric.
“You really are the black knight now.” I giggled.
“Seems only fitting for this adventure, don’t you think?” Cam grinned.
“We are ten minutes out… time to get into position,” Billy warned over the radio.
Grabbing Weston’s vest, I pulled him down and slammed my mouth to his. “I love you, my shadow. Come back to me at the end of this, alright?”
“As my heart demands, I will do,” he answered and pressed another kiss to my lips before stepping out of the way.
Cam took his spot and cupped my face. “I’ve waited way too fucking long to have you back in my life to ever say goodbye again, so we aren’t doing that. Be safe, be fast, and be a fucking badass.”
Pulling down the front of his hat, I kissed him. “Same goes for you, black knight. Don’t let your valor keep you from being right here at my side.”
Cognac swooped me up and around before devouring my lips. “Loba, follow your instincts, they’ll never lead you astray. I love you, and I’ve got your back… and your front.”
Slapping his chest playfully, I kissed him again. “Save me a dance for later?”
“Hmm… maybe this time I can actually get you to come all over my leg,” he whispered in my ear. “It’s a date, loba.”
Cognac then spun me into Sprocket’s arms, and he grinned down at me. “Ah… little rebel, are you ready to end this so we can really start our life together?”
“Fuck yes,” I answered without hesitation. “But I think we need a vacation first.”
A body came up behind me and boxed me in. “That’s what I keep telling you, hellcat. Preferably a naked vacation on a private island. Do you think the triplets have one of those?”
“Pretty sure I could buy us one if we really wanted it,” I pointed out. “It’s not a bad idea, though, then we could all be naked the whole time, and no one would know.”
“Yeah, that’s something definitely worth living for,” Eagle agreed, tipped my face up, and kissed me. “Time to get you settled.”
Before I let him pull me away, I kissed Sprocket. “Love you.”
“Love you too, little rebel. Now it’s time to give them hell,” he encouraged, nodding for me to get a move on.
Picasso reached out a hand to me, and I took it. He hoisted me up onto the hull of the tank. “Spitfire, you better not fucking get a scratch, you hear me?”
“Same rules apply to you as well, Rembrandt,” I teased before kissing him. “Keep them and yourself safe. You know how they get when I do crazy shit.”
“I’d say you have Void with you, so everything will be fine, but the two of you together is something the world was never ready for,” Picasso pointed out with a heavy sigh, then turned serious.
“You can’t be Dax tonight. This is Two Tricks’ territory all the way.
Know that no matter what happens, we’ll never leave you. ”
That hit me right in the gut, but I knew what he said was true. Regardless of what I had to do tonight to end this, they would always have my back. “I love you,” I whispered before standing and climbing up onto the turret of the tank to drop down inside.
Once I was in the driver’s seat, Void took his place as loader, then Harper finished off the group as gunner.
This was the biggest argument we had since the training, and to Harper’s credit, she hadn’t let her guys talk her out of it.
Void reached up, pulled down the hatch, and locked it into place.
Each of us put on our headsets and tuned into the frequency Wes had set up for us to use.
Now we could talk to them and them to us while we pulled off the craziest stunt I had ever planned.
“Harper, remember you can’t blame me for how this turns out. You knew it was batshit crazy when you agreed to do it,” I warned, looking up at her in the dim green light.
“Batshit is exactly what this fight needed,” she pointed out.
Void just chuckled and grinned like a kid on Christmas morning. “This is even better than I’d hoped when you told me I could load the ammo for the tank. Best fucking wife ever.”