The Right to Bear Arms: BBW Military Paranormal Romance (Wild Operatives, #1) by Vivienne Savage Page A

you think I’m amazing still after this confession. Your car is ready. Taylor actually finished it last night, but I told him to hold on to it until today since it’s your birthday.”
    I shoved him in the chest. “Get out.”
    “Sorry! I didn’t think one day would impact things.”
    “It doesn’t, but you could have at least told me. You can tell him he’s an asshole too for not calling me.”
    “Well, you can tell him yourself. He just pulled into my driveway about five minutes ago.”
    “I want to shoot you with my new gun.”
    “You won’t after you see your car.”
    I ran ahead of Russ for the front lawn. Taylor’s tow truck was parked on the road but my car was in the drive. He emerged from my Chevy Malibu and shut the door just as I passed the corner. I didn’t even recognize it. My modest midnight blue sedan had been transformed, replaced by a sleek twin in vibrant teal green and purple. My favorite colors. Russ had told him my favorite colors, and better than that, was the fact that he’d noticed them at all. Screaming, I leapt up and down in place then hugged Russ tightly before rushing over for a better look.
    Tears streamed down my face as I circled around my Malibu. An aqua-hued galaxy faded into a deep plum with silver and white stars, then back to teal again at the trunk end of the car. Taylor had taken my plain vehicle and transformed it into a universe on wheels. Tinted windows all around concealed any changes inside, but there were enough on the outside to hold my attention.
    “I have hubcaps now! Fancy hubcaps!” I blubbered. The metallic teal practically glowed in the sunshine.
    “You haven’t had a look inside yet,” Taylor said.
    I flew to the driver’s door and opened it. My dull gray interior had been trashed from the day I bought the used car, and worsened by Michael smoking inside of it. I slipped into the seat and inhaled the new car smell of synthetic charcoal grey leather. The steering wheel cover featured my favorite cartoon fairy and felt smooth as satin under my hands.
    “Start it up,” Taylor encouraged.
    He’d left the keys in, so I fired up the ignition, noticing the dash instruments were all changed. Digital readouts glowed back at me. I screamed.
    “I think she likes it, man,” Taylor said with a laugh. He and Russell high-fived each other.
    “How much do I owe you?”
    “Nothing, sweetie. Your insurance covered most of the necessities. I mean, that jackass did some damage, and thanks to the storm, your insurance covered an overhaul on your electrical system. I had fun and threw in a few things sitting around the shop. Shit someone ordered and changed their mind about that we never sent back. Believe me, it was a relief getting rid of all that junk lying around.”
    “There’s no way you threw in all of this.”
    “Naw, I didn’t. The paint job upgrade is gratis, so are the new wheels and tint job on your windows. As for the rest... well... we’ll consider the deductible and other extras covered by a charitable donor.” He glanced at Russ.
    “Russ, you didn’t.”
    “I’m not claiming or denying it,” Russ replied.
    After I jumped out of the car, I flung myself against Russ for the second or third time. Who could keep count? I embraced him fiercely and peppered his face with kisses while his friend laughed. “Was this my other present?” I asked.
    “Yeah... Happy birthday, Dani. You deserve this. C’mon, Taylor. Tell her what all’s in the car.”
    “Sure thing, bro. All right. First off, me and the guys placed a brand new alarm on this girl. It has an invisible sensing field that’ll alert you of any interference. If the car windows are shattered again, it’ll send a message to the police. And... you can control it through your smartphone once you download the app. I know how y’all chicks are about your phones.”
    I threw myself into Russ’ arms and hugged him until his rich laughter filled my ears.
    “What the hell? I’m the one who