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Final phase|Nikko
Grayson
39| Are You For Real?
"If we go in this way, we'll avoid majority of the men." I nod my head along to what Liam is saying, watching him point to an entrance on the blueprint displayed In front of us.
"I can have more weaponry to us this afternoon." I scowl at his voice, fucking Ethan. "I'll have a couple of my guys on the roof, snipers at the ready."
Although I very explicitly told Nova that I don't want him anywhere her, that if he even thinks of looking at her, talking to her breathing the same fucking air as her, I will actually kill him this time. She wasn't having any of it.
"Why the hell is he even here?" I pull Nova to the side, already wanting to punch him.
She rolls her eyes folding her arms over herself. I try not to look down at her chest, her tots have grown huge since the pregnancy and I'm loving ever second of it. "Hey! Eyes up here." She clicks her finger in my face and I remove my eyes.
"You need to get over it, Grayson. If we want to put this all behind us then we need to work together." I groan not liking the idea of him being here.
"He's a throw away. We need him." I shrug. "Ow!" I pull my arm back from Nova who just punched me.
"Stop it!" She punches some again and I pull a face. "Now, stop acting like a child and work with him to get your friend back." She narrows her eyes at me.
I narrow my eyes at her, following her stance and folding my arms. Her eyes flicker down to my arms, tracing the lines of my veins up to the muscles of my biceps. "Hey, eyes up here." I smirk.
She glares harder at me.
"Fine, I'll be good." I mutter. She smiles and walks back to everyone else with a giant smirk. I sulk my way back there.
"Okay, so we'll get ready and do this tonight. He's been there long enough." I nod my head down at the blueprints.
"I'll get my men prepared." Ethan walks out of the room.
"I'll get all the equipment ready." I nod my head at Liam watching him leave.
"Let's get ready then." Nova claps her hands and walks ahead of me. I pull her back by her belt loops.
"Where do you think you're going?" I turn her around and look down at her.
She scoffs. "With everyone else."
"No." I laugh.
"What? Why not?" She pulls my arm off of her, sending me a glare.
I tilt my head to the side asking her if she's really going to argue with me on this one. By the look she's giving me I can tell she is. So stubborn. "Angel, I'm not letting you go anywhere until you have our baby."
"Who the hell made you decide what I can and can't do?" She laughs her posture rigid.
I sigh. "It's unsafe for the both of you. I'm not risking loosing either of you." I explain only to have her stare at me dumbfounded.
"I'm pregnant not a child you can boss around!" She contradicts herself when she stomps her foot on the floor. Sure about that?
"I've made my decision. End of discussion." I shut it down and begun to walk away from her.
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