“Well, now that we’ve had your daily ‘crew’ moment, I’m also letting you know that I put calls in. Suit up and head out to meet your brother’s man, and you’re supposed to pick up your man and Jordan, too.”

Sometimes they joined in, but only when it was approved, and I was more than down with that.

Zellman and I went off, grabbing our gear, and he headed out first to the parking lot.

I was stepping out from the door, checking my phone when a text came through.

Cross: Old times.

Me: Old times. Leaving now.

Cross: Good. I’ll be ready.

Zellman shot forward in his truck and leaned over to shove open his door for me. “Come on, B. After this bail jump, we’re going bowling to celebrate.”

Zellman still sucked at bowling. Zellman was also the one who asked to go bowling.

I got inside. “That sounds good.”

And because I couldn’t help it since finding out, I moved my hand to my stomach.

Yes. I was happy indeed.

We had a baby crew member coming.

From: Tazsters

To: Everyone

Subject: champagne and dancing around holla

I’M AN AUNT! I’M AN AUNT.

SUCK IT, EVERYONE.

I’M AN AUNT.

The BEST Twin

They better name her after me.

THE END

Acknowledgements

Oh man. I don’t think there’s anything I can write here to express how I’ve felt writing this series.

I loved writing Fallen Crest, but there was something about Roussou that pulled at me. I wanted to explore what universe that we glimpsed through Channing and wow, when I started writing the first few chapters, I got chills.

Bren was such a dark character.

I’ve written dark before, but I don’t think any of my characters have touched what Bren had. And the love she has for Cross, Jordan, and Zellman. I will truly miss these guys.

Thank you to everyone who has loved the Crew Series right along with me.