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“It’s the truth.” Another kiss. “You’re my soul, Rose Lillian Black. My love, my hate, and everything in between. Sore boobs aren’t going to change that.” His nose wrinkles. “Understand?”
I swallow.
“Tell me you understand.”
I need to beat back those words of fear. Listen to my husband.
I love you harder than I can hate . . . You’re my soul, Rose Lillian Black.
I need to focus on his love and loyalty. He would die for me. Quite literally. There’s no greater love than that. I nod again. “I understand.”
“Good. Now tell me what you’re wearing for our date tonight.”
“What do you want me to wear?” I reach up to his scar and trace the length of it.
“Not red. Not tonight.” Dipping, he collects the monitor off the floor and slips his arm around my shoulders, walking us out. I won’t push on the Fury situation right now—I’ll save it for our date tonight—but Brad?
“Did you know that a woman stayed here again last night?”
“What woman?”
“Allison. And did you know she’s a criminal attorney?”
Danny jars to a stop, looking down at me with wide, what-the-fuck eyes. I nod, confirming it. “The fuck?”
“Yes. Pearl walked down as Brad was seeing Allison out. It all felt a bit . . . odd.”
“Odd, how?”
“I don’t know if she was bothered. But I do know I want to slap Brad.”
“Surely it’s a good thing he’s focused his attention elsewhere.”
I look up at him. “Has he said something to you about Pearl?”
“Not a thing.”
“He’s never brought a woman to the house, you know that. Never to his place either.”
“Always hotels,” Danny muses, thoughtful.
“Yes, so why now is he flaunting women around the house?”
“Trying to get the message across to Pearl?”
“Well, it achieved that.” I wince for her.
“Listen, Brad knows better than anyone that he would hurt her, so this is for the best.”
“Yeah, I know,” I breathe. Rip the Band-Aid off. Be cruel to be kind. But again, Pearl didn’t seem bothered.
We make it up to the bedroom, just as Maggie’s stirring. Danny goes straight to her crib and gets her out, cradling her in his bare arm, smiling down at her as he shuffles onto the bed and rests against the headboard. I join him, laying my head on his arm, stroking Maggie’s cheek.
“She hungry?” he asks.
“She’ll soon tell you if she’s hungry.”
He gasps. “Oh fuck.”
