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“I’m serious, Mia. I tried to not think of that night after everything went down. But the truth is, it’s burned into my mind the same way the feel of your skin is burned into my touch.”
“I’m sorry I tainted our memories.”
The truth of her words rings clear in her tone and expression.
“I know you are. I’m sorry I haven’t been able to give you my full trust yet. I’m trying. Be patient with me. Okay?”
She doesn’t answer with words, just repeated nods and a trembling chin.
“Good. Because I meant what I said.”
Her gaze flits to one side, eyes searching. “When you said what?”
“That you’re mine. Not just this perfect pussy that’s cradling my cock.” I fail to suppress my smirk, although I don’t try much. “But the whole person. All of you. Heart. Mind. Soul. Body. The entire Miriam Owens. Or whatever your real name is.”
“It’s Miriam Ella Bennett.”
“Nice to meet you, Ms. Bennett. My name is still the same.”
“Why did you tell me to call you Cal if everyone else calls you Klein?”
My heart pinches tight. “Honestly, I’m not sure. My family calls me Cal or the dreaded full name, but I’ve never let anyone else.”
“Not even past girlfriends?”
“Nope.”
“I’ll try not to let it go to my head.”
A ghost of a smile works across my face while I stare at her, my eyes greedily trying to look their fill.
One part of her lower lip gets stuck on her teeth as her grin widens and spreads. “I meant what I said too.”
I lower my chin, silently beckoning her to explain.
“When I said yes to being yours.”
Despite having just slowed, my heart rate shoots through the roof once more.
It ratchets another notch when she adds, “And I want you to have therealme. All of me.”
Chapter35
We made the list
KLEIN
“Iam seriously beginning to question my authority around this place,” Boss grumbles as he takes his seat at the head of the table.
He places his new Redleg tablet and spiral-bound notebook in front of him.
Mia and I are on his left, and Leo is on his right, like one point of the Holy Trinity. Recently, Lionheart has been involved in more of Big Al’s activities. I wonder if he’s grooming him to take over one day or finally making him second in command.
At the end of the table are the other guys from the op, minus Kri. No one makes a sound while we await the impending ass-chewing.
After scribbling furiously in his notebook, Boss closes the cover and sets the pen next to it. From my vantage point, I see something written in black marker on the front, right under the Redleg Security logo.
He pushes it in front of me for a better view. “Here. Is that better?”
