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“Soon, sweetheart. Soon you’ll be with me in London.”
“You mean that? You want me to move across—”
Pulling back just enough so she can see my face, I stare into her eyes. That slight hesitation in her question—voice—shouldn’t be there. “If I could take you today, I would without a single hesitation. But I will. We’ve taken care of everyone but the man who shot her. I left Casper yesterday to handle the facilitator to come be with you, but I do have to go home now and handle work. We’re so close, baby. Just please be patient with me.”
“I could never fault you for what’s happening.”
“Thank you.” Retaking my place on her neck, I place a chaste kiss there. “By the way, when’s your family holiday?”
“You remember that?”
“I do.”
She hums for a second, her fingernails scraping down my back. I don’t miss the way she tenses, but I’m not going to call her out on it. Not today. “Dad hasn’t said anything yet, but I think in a week or two.”
“You sure?” She’s hiding something, and I will find out what.
“I’ll ask and get back to you. Just give me a few days.”
“Aye, love.” The rhythmic way she touches me is soothing. Almost lulls me, and I go to move and lie beside her, keep from crushing her, but Aliana makes a noise of complaint in the back of her throat. “I just want you to be comfortable.”
“I already am.” She pulls me closer; her leg hooks mine behind the knee to keep me in place. Silence fills the room after that. We just lay while the early morning rays filter into the room, and my second alarm goes off. This is a text, the ringtone belonging to Kray, and it means he’s waiting outside. “Already?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
“Hey, Callum?” she asks, but I don’t move from my place at the crook of her neck. Instead, I close my eyes and nod, drowning myself in her warmth for another minute. “When will I see you again?”
“Soon.”
“Can I get a timeframe?”
“I’d like to have that second date in two weeks, Miss Rubens. Do you accept?”
“Aye.” Her attempt at my accent is atrocious, yet lovely.
She has me by the balls and doesn’t even know it.
We arrive at the airstrip two hours behind schedule, but fuck it, I couldn’t leave her yet. Not when she was all warm and sweet and clinging to me while her mouth lied. Aliana says she’s okay, understanding and unaffected, but I see her.
All of her.
But it’s not just our situation. Something or someone here upsets her.
We need to talk. ~Callum J.
Pocketing my mobile after messaging Giannis, I exit the vehicle to an already waiting Kray while ignoring the responding buzz of a message. He’s become someone I trust, reliable, and soon enough he’ll have a decision to make.
“Thank you for the change of clothes and accessories, mate.” I’m pulling the Glock provided out of the small case it came with and checking the magazine. It pops out and in easily enough, but I’m not one for deviate from my norm and my Ruger is predictable. Its accuracy is unparalleled, something not needed right now. “I’ll leave the latter for you to dispose of.”
“Will do.”
“You can also bring her on.”
The look of surprise on his face is almost comical. “What? How—”
“The Jamesons are good at what they do, my friend. We have eyes and ears everywhere.” The meaning behind those words dawns on him and he nods, accepting that a life around my family means no privacy. We take no chances. “I won’t hide who she is or what from Aliana, but Lindsey could keep close during the day without drawing too much attention. I’ll video call you this week to discuss further, but I agree with it so far.”
“Thank you, Callum.” He steps back, and I walk toward the jet where a man waits for me. On his knees and on the left—away from the stairs—the arsehole that tried to hurt Aurora and Aliana at work waits while the flight crew looks straight ahead. “I’ll personally handle this cleanup. No one will get this close to her again.”
