“Trying to figure out the Roar’s thinking is like trying to solve a puzzle with 40% of the pieces missing.”
Yet, I thought about why Reo brought Kiko up last night and guessed that. . .he knew Kiko and her crew tried to crash the party. He was the Roar after all. Before I got any security breach, he would have received it.
I was just glad he didn’t tell Kenji or Hiro that. If he had, I might have smelled her crew and her burning bodies this morning.
I let out a long breath. “What option did Reo bring up?”
“He thinks we should break the rules of our way and get the DNA test before she has them.”
I widened my eyes. “Oh.”
“He knows the doctor and we have a lab in the small clinic on this island. He believes we would have the results within 24 hours.”
“Oh shit.”
“Would that calm you?”
“Yes. It would at least stop everything from being up in the air. Then. . .if the twins are yours. . .I can mentally prepare for that and maybe even figure out how we can all. . .co-parent in peace.”
“Then, I’ll tell Reo to put that in motion.”
“Okay.” I bit my lip.
A DNA test. Holy shit. We’ll know sooner.
He watched me. “Do you feel better?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Then, that is what we will do.”
I exhaled.
The Dragon had been ready to commit murder seconds ago, and now he was offering me cheek swabs, lab work, and a piece of paper.
This was why I could still remain with him, even though he was a murderous beast. Because even though all that deadly violence existed, the man outside the beast could choose something else when his woman asked him to.
The dragon-shadow began to fade, and the cold golden shimmer in his eyes dulled. His sharp angles softened as the darkness of his shadows lightened and his presence that had clouded the room and threatened to consume me, slowly dissipated too.
I exhaled again.
Slowly, Kenji rolled back onto the bed and brought me with him. A second later, I was back against his chest and gathered in his huge arms.
Holy fuck that was close.
Kiko was sitting in her villa off on the other side of the island and was clueless to the fact that I had held her life in my hands.
The bedroom let out its own breath, or maybe it was me again.
The birds’ chirping had gone, yet the faint sound of the ocean remained.
A residual tremor ran through my body.
He felt it and held me tighter.
Fuck. . .
Chapter twenty-one
