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“Honey, with all your dicks, I’m not surprised.”
Sage was still standing there, watching Cabbie with absolutely no light behind his eyes.
“Sage!” Cabbie snapped his fingers in front of his face. He jolted.
“Stop being fucking rude.”
“I’m going to walk out this door. You have exactly fifteen minutes to infuse some energy back into our Mazza or I’m sending in the Stags.” He pointed at Sage with raised eyebrows, then sauntered through the door and shut it behind him.
The lock turned without anyone touching it. Sage apparently had enough brain power to use his power. Although for him, just like my other mates, their powers were so ingrained in who they were, it was probably like breathing.
I wasn’t jealous at all. Not one single bit.
He turned, running a hand through his hair. His burnished hair was tousled just enough to give him a devilishly handsome appearance. But looks were never something he struggled with. Lucky for him, his assholishly only added to his attractiveness.
Yet right then, he seemed both excited and concerned.
He slowly walked toward the bed, then climbed on the foot, bracing his hands on either side of one leg.
One naked leg.
Oh hell. That whole conversation had happened with me butt ass naked on the bed. Whatever. It wasn’t like Cabbie didn’t see more profane things on the daily. It was, after all, the nature of his business.
“What do you say, Issy? Want to give this theory of Cabbie’s a try?”
With herculean effort,I flopped over onto my back.
“At this point, I’m ready to try anything to feel normal again.” I paused. “Well, more like I did before we raced into the fight Rand’s mother started.”
Wait. “What happened? Is Rand okay? Please tell me I didn’t kill my mate’s mother.” That was a whole other level of dysfunction I didn’t want to add to our relation this early in the game. Or ever.
There was nothing I could have done about Rainer, and I didn’t feel bad. I also didn’t want to be the one to swing the axe.
Sage moved further up the bed and now had a fist on either side of my head and his knees on either side of my hips. His face was almost over mine but not quite, like he wasn’t quite ready to dominate me.
“Rand is okay. So is Lavi. When he yelled, and right before you passed out, you stopped whatever you were doing. Cabbie all too happily has a few of his Cherries sitting on her until we can figure out what to do with her.” He dropped down to nuzzle my temple, then lifted back up.
I sighed. “Good. I didn’t mean to do that. I just couldn’t stand watching her hurt Rand and him not defending himself.” If there was feeling in my arms, I would have twined them around his neck.
“As much as he’s never gotten along with his parents, I think it was harder for him to fight her than he thought it would be. Call me sexist if you want, but I think he could have more easily fought against Rainer.” His lids lowered, hiding his gaze.
“Sage?”
When he brought his gaze back to me, his eyes were too full of feeling. “I know something about being attached. Maybe not the same way, but I understand it. Don’t be upset with him because he couldn’t hurt his mother.”
“I’m not upset. I’m more worried he’ll be upset with me.” I tried to lift my hand, but only my forefingers twitched. Why was this time so much different?
“He’s not upset with you. He’s worried you’re mad at him. Seems to me, there’s a lot of worrying going around.”
I chuckled. “Maybe. Are you okay?” He seemed off. Somber. Sensitive.
“No,” he said, then drew in a shuddering breath. “I’m attached, Issy. I’m so fucking attached to you. Every time something big happens, the life we could have flashes before my eyes. It hurts. Haven’t I hurt enough? Haven’t we all hurt enough?”
By the grace of whatever gods there were, I lifted my hand and cupped his cheek.
“Yes, but we aren’t doing this for us. We’re doing this for the Fennins. Haven’t they suffered enough? If we don’t save them, who will?”
“Yeah, but who’s to say we’re going to win?” Ouch. “Every fucking time we’ve gone up against the other Mazza, we’ve had our asses kicked. Last night ended okay, but Lavi’s people weren’t warriors. They were blind followers with too cushy of lives to really have any fire to do damage. I don’t want to lose you, Iss. I don’t want to lose our family.” He stretched his body out and pressed his chest against mine, burying his face in my neck.
