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I knew he wouldn’t be disappointed in me if I didn’t want to watch.
But… I couldn’t help feeling I wanted to see that prick being humiliated and taken in like he deserved.
He’d messed with Dom.
He’d killed.
He’d stalked.
Yes, I wanted to see his world crumble.
“I’d like to see the look in his eyes when he realizes his life is screwed.”
His grin was big. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” He kissed me like he wasn’t on a timeline. “My laptop’s set up in the dinin’ room.” He grabbed his phone, took my hand, and led me toward the table. “Tech—” Dom laughed at something Tech said. “Yeah, brother, already know how lucky I am.” He sat in the seat at the end of the table and pulled me down onto his lap. “All right, tell me what to do.” While he played with the laptop, I swung my legs and sat sideways on his lap so I could wind my arm around his neck. Even as he talked on the phone, he kept glancing at me and giving me quick pecks to the temple, nose, cheek, and chin.
“You got it?” Tech asked.
“Yep.”
I turned around, facing forward, and leaned into the table to get a closer look. Dom blanketed my back, brushing my hair over my shoulder. On the screen all we saw was shrubbery until whoever was filming pushed through enough so we could see the street.
Ray’s car was destroyed, the driver’s side smashed in from one of those industrial bins. The front had been driven into a roller door. Smoke billowed out from under the wrecked hood.
“Tech, who’s there filmin’?”
Tech snorted. “Torch, who else. Even though he crashed the car and got a few scrapes and bruises, he wanted to stick around for the show. Wreck’s there also, watching Torch and makin’ sure Ray doesn’t escape. Though he was pretty messed-up drunk at the end.”
They quieted when we all heard sirens through the video. It didn’t take long for the cops to show and the action to happen. They checked over the car and found Ray in the driver seat. Somehow, one of the cops managed to get the door open. We heard him cursing and taking a step back.
“Fucking hell, Ray. Did you shit yourself?”
Laughter sounded from the car along with some gibberish words. The other cop was at the back of the car where the trunk was open a little. He pushed it the rest of the way and cursed.
“Bobby, call in more cars.”
“What? Why? This is Ray. He’s just drunk.”
“There’s bloody clothes and other shit in here. Call in backup now.”
“Shit, fuck. Ray, what the hell have you done?”
Everything happened quickly after that. A team showed and went through the trunk while other officers questioned a very intoxicated Ray.
“Who did you hurt?”
Ray laughed. “Hurt? Me—they hurt me. But I killed him.” More laughter from him as Dom and I shared a smile. He’d just screwed up his life without even knowing it. Whatever he would come up with now wouldn’t stand in court because Torch wasn’t the only one recording; another officer was, and he’d caught Ray’s confession on camera.
Dom reached out and shut the laptop. He leaned back, dragging me against him with an arm around my waist. “Tech, talk soon.”
Tech chuckled. “Yeah, yeah.” The call ended.
“It’s done,” I said softly, smiling.
“It is. He won’t get away with anythin’ now.”
Justice. “I’m glad, Dom.”
“Me too, baby.” His hand slipped up under his tee and rubbed over my stomach. “Like havin’ you here in my house. Sharin’ my life with you.”
My body warmed and my pulse raced. “I like it too.”
“Good. Get into bed, little mouse. Gonna shut things down and come fuck you.”
“Okay,” I breathed, my body tingling from his words.
I could definitely get used to this. Us.
