“It’s a bad idea,” she muttered, shaking her head.
“Maybe,” I agreed, “but I think it’s important that we consider all the things before we make a decision.”
“I just have no idea what he’s doing with his life at this point. If he’s with someone else. And if he is, do I want another woman to be part of her life? What if she’s… bad?”
“I know.” I kissed her temple fiercely. “Let’s table it all, OK? Maybe reach out to E. He’s always been levelheaded. I’m sure he’d speak with you if you didn’t want to go straight for Cole.”
“Maybe,” she said, sighing. “I definitely don’t want to talk to Enzo.”
“I understand,” I replied, knowing why she didn’t want to talk to him. He’d cheated. Got a girl pregnant. Married her. Last I heard, which was years ago, she died in a house fire, and he got everything since her father, Vander Veer, owned Rustic Rifles and had died months before. I didn’t want to point fingers, but I was definitely suspicious of the situation. Knowing that Celeste was a pro-max cunt, I could only imagine Enzo did it for themoney and climb. After all, it was why he’d done any of the shit he’d done.
“I’m afraid,” she continued.
“Of what?” I traced small circles on her soft skin as she spoke.
“I just…” she went quiet.
“You still love them,” I finished for her.
“Do I?”
I tilted her chin up so she could look at me. “I love them, too. It’s OK.”
“I’m scared the feelings will rush back and then…” She shook her head.
“If you reach out to E and the feelings come back, we can talk about it, OK? It’s a lot of steps to take before it’s even an issue. All it will be is you asking about Cole. I know he will answer you. We can go from there when you’re ready. It doesn’t have to be decided today.”
She breathed out. “OK.”
She shifted up and kissed me again. It turned heated in moments, her tongue dancing with mine as my dick came back to life.
But it ended quickly as the bell to our room rang. I frowned as I pulled away from her. We shouldn’t be bothered right now.
“What the hell?” I pulled away from Ro as the bell went off again. Quickly, I put on some pants while Rosalie dressed, then went to the door to find our security gone, with a box wrapped in paper and a bow waiting. Dante said he was going to go out and get dinner because he hated hotel food. I knew it was his small way of giving us time alone.
Frowning, I reached out, picked it up, and brought it inside.
“What is it?” Rosalie asked, coming into the room in one of her long dresses.
“It’s a package with a card addressed to you,” I said, coming into the suite again after locking the door. “Security is gone.”
“What?” Rosalie frowned as I placed the gift on the glass coffee table.
“I’m going to call Klaus. Don’t touch that.” I left the room and went to the bedroom to grab the phone off the nightstand.
It was Rosalie’s scream, though, that made me grab my gun too.
13
KLAUS
We burst into the hotel room to find the living area empty. Evan said he’d taken Rosalie and Ellis to the bedroom to wait for us.
Anson immediately rushed to the bedroom to get them while Dante and I stared down at the package.
“Blood,” Dante murmured, reaching for it as it sat in a puddle of red on the glass table.
“Don’t touch it,” I snapped at him. “We don’t know what else is in that box.”
