I glance down at her and lift an eyebrow to make sure she’s okay.
She smiles, and goes back to talking with Natasha.
“I like her,” Julian says softly, so only I can hear.
“I do too.”
“I have what you asked for,” he adds, and slips it from his pocket, and I put it in mine without anyone noticing.
Several hours later, we take our leave, and Lulu hugs Violet on our way out.
“Thanks for showing us your tattoos,” Lulu says. “They’re so beautiful.”
“You’re welcome.” Violet rests her hand on Lu’s belly, and it makes something shift inside me. I’ve never thought about wanting kids, but seeing her like this, I can picture it.
And now it’s my life’s ambition to get her pregnant.
Of course, I have something else to do first.
When we climb into the back of the SUV, Violet surprises me by not buckling in by the door. Instead, she slides to the middle seat next to me, secures her belt, and then leans into me.
“You okay, Savage?”
I loop my arm around her shoulders and kiss the top of her head.
“I’m great, just sleepy. I haven’t been sleeping well.”
I know she hasn’t.
I’ve woken up several times in the middle of the night to find her sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the lights of the Strip.
And I know it’s because she’s worried about her sister.
“I’ve got you, baby. Doze if you want to.”
She nuzzles against me, and we’re quiet in the dark as Diego drives us back into the city.
When we’re parked by the elevator, I pepper kisses on her head and her temple, and ghost my fingertips down her cheek, waking her up.
“Come on, sweetheart. Wake up.”
“That was fast,” she mumbles and pushes her hair off her cheek.
With a grin, I help her out of the vehicle, and when we’re in the elevator, she walks right into my arms, her face pressed to my chest and her arms wrapped around my middle. I hug her to me and plant my lips in her hair, breathing in her vanilla scent.
“You okay?” I ask her again.
“I’m so grateful for you and all of those people.”
My heart picks up, and my pocket suddenly feels heavy. Rather than get out on the penthouse level, I push another button on the control panel, and we go up one more level.
“Where are we going?” she asks.
“You’ll see.”
I’m not at all nervous as I lead her onto the roof of the building, and Violet gasps next to me as her feet pause and her gorgeous blue eyes go wide, taking everything in.
I follow her gaze and am pleased with how this turned out. Lights are strung overhead, giving the whole area a nice glow. I’ve had flower beds added, and they’re overflowing with color. I have no idea what the different blooms are called, but I wanted the same flowers as what’s on her skin.
