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I snorted. “Sounds like he’s going to be just fine, then.” It took Emma almost dying for my brother and his darling wife to admit that they were head over heels for each other. It had been both amusing and extremely frustrating to watch, but now that he had a firm grasp on her, he wasn’t going to let her go. Not even a near-death experience or two was going to pull them apart.Especially now that she was pregnant with their first child.

Thinking about them made me think of the woman upstairs.Shit. I had to figure out what to do with Lyse. If Felix really did come through on his end of the bargain…I had to give her back, right? If I didn’t, it would cause even more problems.

But the idea of returning her to those Rojas scum made my blood boil…and besides, I still wanted them to suffer for what they did to Angel. My desire to end Luis Rojas hadn’t ended just because I bedded his daughter. If anything, it had increased tenfold after hearing what he’d done to her.

“I’ll make arrangements and be home soon,” I promised again before we hung up.

The light was finally visible at the end of the tunnel, but there was a lot to do before I could actually head home. After a moment to think about it, I dialed Felix’s number: I had to get this over with. “Señor Suarez,” I greeted him when he picked up the call. “You delivered. My sister said the police personally apologized for all the trouble they’d given her. I have you to thank for that.”

“I don’t want your thanks. I want Lyse.”

The way he said her name set me on fire: he didn’t think of Lyse as his fiancée, let alone as a woman, but as a possession. Like he had any right to her at all.Lyse belongs to me, I thought savagely. It wasn’t a particularly…progressive thought, but I didn’t care. The image of Lyse lost in her own pleasure was seared into my retinas, and I would be damned if I had to share it with anyone.

“We’ll discuss Lyse tonight.”

“Tonight?”

“That won’t be a problem, will it? If I’m cleared, I should be able to come to Miami for an in-person discussion with you and Luis Rojas without worrying about the police breathing down my neck.”

Felix scoffed. “You want to bringLuisinto this? Really?”

A snarl twisted my face. I could feel it. “He and I have much to discuss.”

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone; for a moment, I thought that the man had simply hung up. “There will be no violence,” he said. “If I arrange a meeting, it will be in a neutral location.”

I didn’t want to concede…but the man had a point. “No violence oneitherside,” I said. “If it’s a trap, you won’t have to worry about Lyse anymore.”

Not that I’m giving her back to begin with.

“Agreed,” Felix said.

“Send me the location to this number when you have it. We’ll meet wherever you choose at eight o’clock.”

I ended the call and pocketed the phone. I trusted Lili enough that I figured the FBI wouldn’t be swarming the island in order to arrest me.

There was a lot to arrange before I could leave, but when I stepped out of the office, I could smell the bacon that Helena was frying, and an idea came to mind. “Is breakfast nearly ready?” I asked as I came into the kitchen.

Helena was in the process of turning off the burners. “It’s done now,” she said. “Shall I—”

“I’ll dish it up,” I cut her off.

She raised her eyebrow. “Oh? Taking it upstairs, are you?”

A reprimand was on the tip of my tongue — I’d really let her get away with far too much — but I was in too good a mood. “Lyse hasn’t gotten up yet,” I said instead. “She might like hers in her room.”

Helena barked out a laugh, but she didn’t say anything else. Instead, she turned to start cleaning up the mess and allowed me to make two plates in peace. Before I could ask for a tray, she produced one and put it on the counter beside me.

I loaded up the plates and carried the tray upstairs. Lyse was where I left her, sleeping in a pool of sunshine. I set the tray on the dresser and climbed into the bed beside her. “Conejita, it’s time to wake up.” Lyse shifted in her sleep, but she didn’t open her eyes. I kissed her bare shoulder, like I had been so tempted to do when I woke up. “Lyse.”

She stirred again, and this time, her eyes fluttered open. I watched as the fog lifted from her eyes, and for a split-second, I wondered if I would see her regret what happened. Instead, Lyse focused on me, and a soft pink flush erupted across her cheeks.No one has the right to be this adorable when they first wake up, I thought. “Buenos días,” she said.

I kissed her shoulder again. “I brought breakfast.”

Lyse pushed herself up. “Did you…cook?”

I laughed. “Absolutely not. Helena made it for us; my contribution was putting it on the tray.” She looked the tiniest bit relieved, and I scoffed. “You think I can’t cook,conejita?”

She studied me for a moment. “I don’t think you’ve ever had to cook for yourself.” She cocked her head to the side. “Tell me I’m wrong.”

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