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Are we under attack?
God, I knew getting involved with him would put me in danger.
Somebody tried to fricking kill him before. What if this someone is having another go?
I try hard not to hyperventilate, but it’s a losing battle.
The shouting is dying down, and Tiero sits up, ever vigilant to what’s happening around us. Shooting forward like a launched arrow, he pulls me into the interior and into a bedroom.
“Stay here,” he orders. “I’m going to find out what happened.”
Too shocked to have an intelligent reply, I nod as he walks towards the door.
Glancing back at me, he instructs, “Lock the door behind me, and let no one in other than Santino or me.”
I feel light-headed, as if all blood has drained from my body. When Tiero sees my ashen face, he rushes to me and envelops me in a tight hug.
“Everything is okay, angel. It’s probably just a kitchen incident. Staying in here is merely a precaution.”
I nod again, and he reluctantly lets me go. “I’ll be right back. Lock the door.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. As soon as the door closes, I turn the lock and double-check it a few times.
The minutes tick by, and sweat is gathering on my forehead as I pace the room.
Where is Tiero?
Why the hell is he taking so long?
I hold my stomach. It’s churning.
Shit, I’m going to be sick.
Blowing out a series of short breaths, I try hard to regain control of my frayed emotions.
What was that bang?
It sounded like a firecracker, but that’s unlikely.
Maybe a flare went off? But why would it?
My mind refuses to acknowledge the other possibility…
A gunshot?
Maybe.
If it was, who was it aimed at? And is that person still alive?
My body trembles as I contemplate what might have happened. I shake out my hands as I pace, wanting to throw off the anxiety coursing through my body.
Tiero’s innate reaction was to protect me, to cover me with his body, and to only let me up when he thought it was safe.
He didn’t care for himself.
He cared for me.
The weight of this gesture is slowly sinking in.
