Page 45 of Beautiful Chaos


Font Size:  

Even before Charles’ life-altering confessions.

“Can I tell you something?” I whisper in her ear.

Her hands tighten around my arms where they hold her. “Always, Luca. I’m here for you as much as you all love to remind me that you’re here for me.”

I chuckle at her never-ending abundance of sass, even when she’s being rather sweet.

“That actually has to do with what I want to admit.” Her chest stops rising and falling as she holds her breath, but her body remains relaxed. “I think I forget that it isn’t just you and me anymore. It always feels like we have a million things to do and have our fingers in a hundred different pots, but we’ve really built a family to help manage the load.”

She hums to herself. “I know what you mean,” she admits. “It’s why I called the meeting today. It felt like everything was out of control, but it was really only me. Everything is running smoothly thanks to everyone else. It’s all being taken care of, efficiently and with the same precision we would do it. It was just me being consumed by the chaos from within.”

“It was me too,” I tell her, squeezing her softly. “I think we’re still getting used to being loved by so many people.”

She laughs, a soft gentle sound. Nothing like her usual husky laugh. Definitely not her maniacal cackle. “Who thought we’d ever make it this far?”

I press a kiss to the top of her head. “We always had it in us, Letty. We just needed time to find where we thrived, space to grow our own roots, and the courage to let in the right amount of light.”

She turns in my arms to press her lips to mine. No hunger or desperation this time, just comfort. Home.

“We built our home and created our own light.”

It could have been minutes, hours, or even days that passed where we stayed silent and just soaked in a rare moment of peace we’ve found with each other. Nothing mattered but the feel of her against me.

“We can’t do anything here,” I decide to point out to her after some time. “Noah is working on the intel Charles brought and it’s going to take him a bit to get it situated.”

“Mhm?” She rolls over to meet my eyes.

“Let’s go to Poison,” I suggest. “We could use the break. They’ve got it handled here. We aren’t alone anymore. Let’s grab Jade and Rachel and show them the club so far.”

A gleam enters her eyes that’s been noticeably absent recently and she grins up at me. “As weird as it is to not be the one combing through records and trying to find connections, that sounds like more fun.”

I chuckle at the slightly bitter edge of her words. My competitive girl. “You know Noah is probably designing some type of fucking program that’ll get it done faster.”

“He already did that,” she grumbles as she climbs out of bed. “He just needs to feed it info now. Fucker.”

“I’m going to tell him you said that,” I threaten.

She whips around, holding her shirt to her chest with wide eyes. “You wouldn’t fucking dare.”

Chapter Eleven Noah

Luca stormingout of the office broke up the thick tension in the room as several small and quiet conversations began to take place. Everyone but Kade, Declan, Ryder, Charles, and I begin to talk with one another about what to do next.

Charles is staring out the door where Luca just left, but I can’t help but wonder who he’s really thinking about. Luca and his intense reaction? Or the woman Luca no doubt went to go find? Our woman.

My fingers twitch at my sides at the thought of him wanting more from Scar. The idea that he could earn more than just her forgiveness but her favor once more. They were engaged at some point after all.

I glance down at the papers I still hold in my hand. There has to be a wealth of information in here if it’s truly what he says it is. I itch to get to work, to ignore everything else that unfolded and dive into the nitty gritty of what Scar really needs. Answers. Ones that we could be just days away from getting.

Somehow it feels wrong to be the first one to make a move though. To fully burst the bubble that ballooned in this room with this conversation. With Luca already gone, I direct my questioning look to D. It takes him a moment to turn to me because his attention is solely locked on where Kade is vibrating with his barely restrained rage.

Declan nods as he clears his throat. “Ryder and Kade, go with the guys to the gym and get a feel for the fighters and how we could implement Jade’s idea.” Ian and Ryder both nod in acknowledgement as they both go to steer Kade out of the office. He doesn’t register, but everyone knows them going to the gym has more to do with letting out Kade’s pent-up aggression than anything else. Tyler and Holden follow them out but Joe lingers, waiting for something from D, but when he’s waved off he also leaves the room.

“Britt needs to get to the coffee shop too,” Mikey says, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

“Hey,” she snaps, smacking his ass. “I want to stay and see Scar,” she argues.

Ronan watches with a smirk. “Sorry, my little java chip, the coffee beans are calling.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com