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CHAPTER14
Val
The cool plasticof my iced latte does nothing to calm my nerves, or my palms, as we near King’s estate.
“Not a bad location,” Dominic comments as he drives our rented SUV alongside Darling Lake.
“It’s really pretty out here.” I look at bare tree branches as we drive past, wishing we’d had a chance to do that fall date.
“Valentine.” Dom puts his hand on the center console for me.
I wipe the condensation off my palm onto my jeans, then place my hand in his. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m so nervous.”
He squeezes my fingers. “Don’t apologize. You can feel however you want.”
“Right, sorry.” I huff. “Not sorry.”
Dom chuckles. “You’ll get the hang of it.”
“Turn here.” I put my coffee in the cup holder, then wipe that palm on my pant leg.
Dominic follows my directions, and after just another minute, I can see the edge of King’s property. The tall fence and looming gate, complete with armed guards, get closer by the second.
“It’s that one there.” I point.
Dom starts to slow, and I can see at least three men on the other side of the gate step closer.
Guilt and panic slam into my chest.
“Dominic.” My hand is trembling in his. “There’s something else about my brother…”
But then we’re there. And one of the men, who stepped through a secure side entrance, is approaching Dom’s window, gun visible at his side.
Dom lowers his tinted window, setting his left hand palm up on the sill.
A strangled sound catches in my throat when the guard pulls his gun from its holster.
“Afternoon,” Dom greets the guard way too calmly. “We’re here to see King.”
When Dom sayswe, the guard steps to the side so he can see past my husband’s big frame into the passenger seat.
I recognize him at the same time he recognizes me.
“Hi.” I wave at him with my far hand.
The guard, whose name I can’t remember, steps closer to Dom’s window. I can tell there’s movement at the gate, but I keep my eyes on the guard.
“Val, are you okay?” The guard narrows his eyes, and I follow his line of sight to where Dom is still holding my hand.
“Yep.” I try to keep the stress out of my voice. “Is King home? I texted him earlier and let him know I was going to stop by.” As I say it, I don’t remember if I’ve ever used King’s name in front of Dom before. But he just asked for King by name, so I must have.
The guard takes a step forward, and the hand Dom has on the windowsill balls into a fist. “That’s close enough.”
“Fuck you,” the guard snaps at Dom, and my mouth drops open.
“You’re not my type,” Dom replies. “Now let us in.”
