Page 92 of Whiskey Smoke


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I stared up at Levi.

He turned his head to me. “When we get to the house, Dr. Carmichael will be there to take care of your arm.”

I nodded.

“You’re worrying me, sweetheart. Talk to me.”

I dropped my gaze. Looking at him made it hard for me to think. I wanted to curl up against him and pretend none of this was real. That I hadn’t heard any of that in the motel room. That I hadn’t seen the murderous rage on his face as he attacked Gina.

Levi touched my face. “Aspen?”

“You’re … you all are … the Mafia,” I whispered.

“Yes.”

That made it real. He had admitted it. Oh God.

“You’re talking about really killing Gina and AJ. Not just threats.”

Levi grabbed my chin and tilted my head back so that I had to look at him. “They took you. They hurt you.”

“But I’m alive,” I pointed out.

I didn’t see how their crimes equaled death.

Levi inhaled sharply. “No one gets to hurt you and live.”

“But it’s just a broken arm.”

His gaze dropped to my mouth. “Sweetheart, I would kill them for less.”

“But … I don’t want them to die. Haisley shouldn’t lose another sibling. That’s not fair. She’s already suffered losing one. AJ was nice to me. He got mad at Gina for hurting me. And Gina was just jealous and angry with me because I think she loves you. They shouldn’t die.”

Levi lowered his head and pressed a small kiss on my lips, but said nothing.

Thirty-Five

Levi

The pain meds that Carmichael had given Aspen knocked her out. I had propped her cast up with a pillow and one behind her back to keep her from rolling over. Sitting on the side of the bed, I watched her slow breathing.

Dr. Andrus had said he wanted her to come to the hospital for some tests next week. He had assured me she was fine, but he needed to check some things. That had fucked my head up even more.

Leaving her long enough to go underground and deal with the motherfuckers who had taken her from me was even more than I could manage right now. Leaving her in here alone wasn’t going to be possible. Not yet. I needed to watch over her. I’d texted Blaise and told him it was going to have to wait until tomorrow.

The strange emotion that had been controlling me since I had gotten the phone call today was as powerful as it was confusing. Suddenly, I had one singular concern in this world, and she was currently asleep in my bed. If I could have her and keep her close, then nothing else mattered. I couldn’t say I was happy about it, but the idea of losing her caused dark shit to happen in my head.

How had we gotten here? Had it been inevitable? Had I caused it by putting her in my bed? The possessive behavior? Did the why or how even fucking matter?

I was keeping her. There was no end to this. If she wanted a house, fence, dog, whatever, I would give it to her. Goddamn … admitting that to myself was brutal. It was true though. She was mine.

A whimper came from her lips, and a frown pinched her face. I moved quickly, putting my arm over her waist as I lay down beside her.

“It’s okay,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of her head.

She calmed and tried to snuggle in closer to me in her sleep. Grinning, I watched her, feeling that burst of warmth in my chest.

“Levi,” she mumbled.

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