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Wincing as her body slammed into me, I groaned.
‘Shit, sorry,’ she said, pulling back. I reached up, using what little energy I had to pin her to my chest. Who cared about pain when I had my girl in my arms?
‘Thank god,’ she murmured into my neck, her tears wetting my cheek. Maybe it was my own tears. I couldn’t tell. ‘I thought I’d never hear your voice again.’
‘Not getting rid of me that easily.’ Her scent filled my nostrils, sweet and sultry, salty beneath the shampoo. I wanted to taste her, to indulge in the women who I adored.
Ignoring the lines that were still inserted into the back of my hand, the painful prick of them as I fisted Maeve’s hair, pulling her lips to mine. Hesitation held her back as I kissed her softly, before she melted into me, her mouth giving way to my tongue in a tender, yet passionate kiss. I poured all of my pent up fear and love into her, groaning as she whimpered softly into me. My pulse quickened as I lost myself in my girl, my blood heating as she swept her tongue over my lower lip.
A cough from the other side of the bed brought us back to the world with a bump. Maeve pulled back, a blush reddening her cheeks. I only noticed the bruises when I pulled back and studied her. Fuck, she was a mess. Hate crept into me as my father’s marks still marred her.
Another cough brought my eyes from her face to the man at the side of the bed, filling one of the plastic chairs. Mac.
‘Is he dead?’ I asked, needing to hear it. I’d gone down before her gun had gone off, and the images of the moment were foggy. If he was alive, I’d kill him myself.
‘Yes. I’m sorry Cam.’
‘Hey, no, don’t be sorry. I’m sorry you had to do it. You never should have had to. I should have listened to you. I should have dealt with him years ago. Are you okay?’
‘Yeah. Still a bit shaken up, but I’ll be fine. We both will.’ Her fingers tightened around mine and a smile lit up her face. I do anything to keep her smiling.
‘Fuck, I really thought I was going to lose you before we’d even had a chance to do this for real,’ Maeve said, reaching up and stroking a finger along my hairline.
‘Oh my god,’ my sister’s voice pierced the air, loud and shrill against my sore head. I cracked my lips into a grin as she came into view. She practically threw her coffee cup and jacket into Mac’s hand as she moved past him, throwing herself into my arms.
Sobs wracked her as she pulled back and looked at me, tilting my face this way and that as though checking I was really awake. ‘Trust you to wait until I leave to wake up.’
‘Did it just to vex you,’ I said, grinning at my little sister.
‘We’re finally free Cam. Finally!’ Glee brightened her eyes as she pulled Maeve into our hug. ‘God, I’m so glad you’re okay. If you’d have died on me, I’d have marched down to hell and dragged you back here myself.’
A chuckle escaped my throat as I looked at the two most important people in my life, my heart sore at the amount of love that leaked from it.
And then there was Mac, not looking entirely thrilled in the corner. That was a battle for another day. I’d have to deal with the fallout of my father’s death before I dealt with what that meant for the war between our families.
Katie stood, gathering her things back from Mac, smiling down at him. Was that a hint of red tinging her cheeks? Her fingers reached up and toyed with a strand of hair as she thanked him. What the hell? Was she flirting with him? Hell no.
‘I’m going to leave you guys too it now that you're awake. Call Logan when you’re back on your feet.’ Mac gave me a nod as he stood, looking flustered as Katie blushed at him.
I couldn’t help but scowl as I watched something pass between them. But what?
‘So now that’s dad’s gone, you’re going to stick around, right Maeve?’ Katie asked, filling Mac’s now empty seat and perching with her elbows on the bed.
‘Yeah, I guess I am.’ Her face creased into a grin as she toyed with my hair.
Katie let out another girlish squeal before standing to pull Maeve into a crushing hug.
‘A sister, for real.’
Pain tugged at my chest as I watched them together. I’d never have thought that I could be so happy, so filled with utter joy.
My girls were safe.
And I was in fucking love.
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
MAEVE
