“What is it?” Her eyesbrightened.
“It requires you to pull down my pants.”
She laughed but gave me a suspicious look. “Don’t tell me you got another tattoo on your left thigh?”
I’d already shown her the art she’d inspired on my right thigh, and she loved it.
“You won’t know until you remove my pants.” I grinned, loving the curious spark in her eyes.
Pursing her lips, she said, “Show me.”
I took her hand, guided her to the living room, and nudged her down onto the couch.
Then I stood in front of her with my arms stretched out. “All yours.”
Without hesitation, she unzipped my jeans and dropped them to the floor. I stepped out of them and sat on the couch, spreading my thighs for her. Even though this wasn’t a provocative moment, my cock hardened anyway.
She pushed up my boxers, looking for a new tattoo. “Where’s the art?”
“Right here.” I pointed to my bulge, teasing her. “Just joking! Though he’s quite the masterpiece, I’d say.”
“Why are you always so horny?”
“When you’re around, I’m always like this.” I smiled and spread my right hand in front of her, wiggling my fingers. “See anything?”
She squinted her eyes and gasped, clasping my wrist. “You have my name etched on your middle finger?” She traced the precious word,Eva,that nestled on the side where no one would see it unless they looked closely. Her eyes gleamed with tears as she kissed it. “And you’re my Kain.”
“Do you know where you want your tattoo?” I brushed the tears from her cheeks.
“Not sure yet.” Her glassy eyes sparkled. “But we canexplore locations.” Grinning, she hopped onto my lap. “Do you have any suggestions, Tattoo Titan?”
“This man of a certain age has a lot to show you.” I cupped her ass.
“I’m waiting.” She looped her arms around my neck, and I showed her all the ways I loved her.
Epilogue
Kain
Three months later
Inside Godfrey’s office, I stood at the conference table, reviewing the blueprint of our new project. After several conversations with the boys, we purchased Ozarrow Woods, which included the lake. Most people would stay clear of a place that had haunted them, but Godfrey, Hudson, Timber, and I wanted to look the monster in the face when we demolished it to rebuild something better in its place. It was our healing journey and the preparation for a more secure future. People like Hawthorne were everywhere, and we had to prepare.
The data I’d stolen from Hawthorne was passed to Detective McNally and the media. I gave the information to my friend Orion Reinmann, who owned a media company. Hisreporter wife had shared the names of those who had hired Hawthorne to kill people for their organs. People needed to be aware of the corrupt world. We knew this information would disrupt the elites, but we were ready for them.
“The first draft looks good,” I said. “We’ll talk it over when Timber returns from London. Where’s Hudson?”
“Stuck in a meeting,” Godfrey said. “He’ll come later.”
“I can’t stay long today. Dinner plans with Eva.”
“I’ll let him know what we discussed.” Godfrey’s phone rang. “Speak of the devil. What’s up?”
I snapped photos of the blueprint on my phone to review again later.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll go help her.” Godfrey walked over to his desk. “It’s no bother. Text me her address.”
“Everything okay?” I asked.
