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I stare after him for a split moment, those words of his soaking deep in my veins, searing themselves in my brain. My mind also takes the time to catch up with my body and heart about wanting Maverick to touch me. There’s no way I can fight the need I have for him. I just hope in doing so I’m not making a mistake.
CHAPTERTEN
MAVERICK
“You sure it’s a good idea having him come here?” Wrath asks arms stretched to indicate our place.
“Yeah.” I nod and glance over to where Nevaeh is sitting on a stool, listening quietly while eating pizza. “We have him come here, get a feel for him, then go from there in finding a property that will work for what he wants.
“I’ve checked into him and from what he told Viking, it’s all legit,” Pirate speaks up. “The guy is running a mail-order bride or groom business that he runs through another business. It’s interesting how he does it, and I’ve gotta respect what people have said about the way he handles clients.”
“You’re meeting with a guy who sells mail-ordered brides?” Nevaeh asks, frowning.
“The men and women who are sold off, as bad as it sounds, agree to it,” Pirate answers.“Roman Cohen looks out for those who are in his stable until given to a client. They don’t go anywhere without Roman having the client vetted first, and even then, he checks on his people.”
“Oh, well, that’s nice, I suppose.” She shrugs.
“Sweets, to some people, this is their way of escaping their lives and finding a new one,” I explain.
“I get it.” She nods and takes another bite out of her pizza. She chews, swallows, and takes a sip of her drink before speaking again. “I mean, if given the chance to escape ‘Master’, I would have done it. But you guys came for us. You didn’t even know us and yet when you rescued Fawn, you saved us too.”
Damn, if those words aren’t a sucker punch to the gut. The very thought of something happening to her. The what-ifs try to seep in as I think if Fawn hadn’t been taken, we would never have found Nevaeh or the others. They’d still be in Hell, and I wouldn’t have her right here with me.
I ball my hands to fists as fury threatens to take hold. Sabotage sees this and gives a slight shake of his head. He knows what I’m thinking without me voicing it. He was there. Fuck, Fawn’s his daughter, so he feels it.
“How about we watch a movie?” Pirate suggests, clearing his throat. “Ouch, fucker,” he yells, jumping onto the counter, nearly putting his ass in a pizza box and looks to Nevaeh. “Your damn gremlin doesn’t fuckin’ like me.”
“He’s just showing you attention.” Nevaeh giggles wiping her hands with a napkin. “Just be nice to him and give him some love.”
“Are you fuckin’ serious, babe? No fuckin’ way am I about to get cozy with that demon. He keeps eyeing me like he wants a bite out of my ass.” Pirate grunts, causing Nevaeh to burst out laughing.
“You really that scared of this cat?” Wrath asks and chuckles while he bends and picks Gizmo up off the floor.
“Fuck you.” Pirate jumps off counter and backs away from Wrath. “That fucker is a demon possessed and is coming after me for my damn soul.”
Chuckling, I shake my head and move to my woman. When I get close, I wrap my arms around her shoulders and hold her close, my front pressing to her back. “What do you think about a movie? Or do you want to do something else?”
“I don’t know,” she answers, tilting her head to glance up at me. “Can we maybe go to the surf shop?”
Her question reminds me about what happened on the beach and the shit that’s scarred into her body. The scars marring her stomach are thin but large enough to make out the words, claiming her to be a whore. It was all I could do to keep from flipping my shit when I first saw them, but she didn’t need that. Didn’t need to see me lose it. Hell, she probably would have taken it as rejection. I know her.
“Yeah, Sweets, we can do that.” I nod and pull away. “You done eating?”
“Yep,” she says, spinning on the stool and hopping off. “I just need to grab my purse first.”
“You don’t need to get take your purse with you,” I inform her.
“Yes, I do. Otherwise, I won’t be able to pay for my bathing suit. And I might see about finding something for Ryann to bring back to her.”
I notice the way Ryann’s name gets Sabotage’s attention but ignore it.
“Sweets, you don’t need it. I’ve got you covered.”
“But . . .”
I grip her waist and pull her into me. “Nevaeh, I’ve got you covered.”Nevaeh opens her mouth to protest again, but I claim her lips stopping her. I love the taste of her. It’s intoxicating. Just as quickly as I kiss her, I pull away. “I’ve got you covered, Sweets, whenever we’re together, I always have you covered. Okay?”
“I . . . okay,” she murmurs.
