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“Of course. Oh my God, Rayne Perry is going to have my phone number.” I heard her giggle and I felt the heat of my blush cover my cheeks. “I’m so sorry. It’s just, I’m fangirling big time over here.”

“No, don’t apologize. It is great for my ego.” She laughed. “I’ll be in touch soon.”

“Looking forward to it.”

Rayne left, and I sat there, bewildered.

I couldn’t believe I’d just met Rayne Perry. And she’d given me her phone number.

“Hey, Sam? You ok over there?” Ryder said with a smirk.

“Oh, shut up.” I laughed. “This is going to be huge for Diamond Creek. Rayne is sending me posters. We can put them up in every business in town. People are going to flock here for this. They won’t just come here, either. Every business will benefit. That’s why she does these small-town signings. It’s her way of giving back. She’s pretty.”

“Who?” Ryder asked, looking at something on his computer.

“Rayne,” I answered, leaning on the counter.

Ryder looked up at me. “No,” he said, shaking his head.

“You don’t think she’s pretty? Did you think she was pretty, Tank?” I asked, turning to see Tank still in his position by the door.

“Sure did,” he confirmed, smirking at Ryder.

Ryder glared at Tank. He ignored my question, instead changing the subject back to the book signing.

“You better be available that day, ‘cause I am not in charge of this, you are,” he warned, pointing at me.

I grabbed his finger and pulled him over for a hug.

“Thank you for trusting me with this. You won’t be disappointed.”

He hugged me tight and said, “Just make sure when Tank and Mimic tell Jack I hugged you that you tell him you hugged me first. I get enough shit from Cash,” he said with a smile.

I shook my head at him. When I got back to the clubhouse, I planned on setting up his Instagram and TikTok for the store. While I waited for Charlie to pick out her books, I used my phone to get a few shots of the store to start making posts and videos.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Jack

How was one woman so fucking hard to find? Carrie hadn’t gone back to the house. So where was she staying?

We needed to find her, and soon. Sammy was right. We couldn’t keep Charlie locked up at the clubhouse.

“Here you go, Jack.”

I lifted the beer the prospect dropped off and took a long drink. The clubhouse doors opened up and Charlie came running in.

“Daddy, look at my books,” she cried.

“Wow. Uncle Ryder spoiled you, didn’t he?” I asked, taking the books from her so I could take a closer look. “I thought she was only getting three?” I asked Sammy when she finally made it to where I was sitting at the bar.

“That was the plan.” Sammy sighed. “Just add Ryder to the list of men in this town who can’t tell your daughter no.”

I smiled at Sammy. Setting the books down, I pulled her into my arms.

“I can’t seem to tell you no, either,” I crooned, kissing her neck.

“You didn’t have a problem telling me no this morning,” she snarked.