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“Does he want to speak to me?” I whisper.
Chester shakes his head and my stomach starts to churn. He must be so mad at me!
“I’ll stay with her until you’re back. Bye, boss,” he says before he ends the call.
“Was he super-mad?” I ask.
“No, he just had a poor signal. He’s just relieved you’re okay,” he says with a wink.
“Chester McFeeney, you are a terrible liar!”
He simply laughs in response.
Chapter 38
Jessie
As soon as we got back to the apartment, I got my laptop and started to do some searching on the tattoos I’d seen on those Russian guys’ necks. The bodyguard who stayed behind sent some pictures of them to my phone. Chester made us a fresh pot of decaf coffee and has been sitting opposite me the entire time, but I’m too distracted to even speak to him, so distracted that I don’t hear my husbands returning until all four of them are in the kitchen with us.
It’s Liam who runs to me first, pulling me from my stool at the kitchen island and into his arms. He squeezes me so tightly, I struggle to breathe.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he sighs.
“Liam,” I say as I wriggle in his arms.
He takes a small step back from me. “Are you okay, baby?” he asks as he runs his hands over my arms and my stomach.
“I’m fine.”
Then he drops to his knees and presses a soft kiss on my growing bump. “We’re going to get you all checked out anyway.”
I run my hands through his hair and smile. “They didn’t even touch me, Liam. There’s nothing to check.”
He presses his cheek against my stomach and wraps his arms around the back of my thighs as he whispers something I can’t quite hear to my rounded belly.
Mikey is beside me next, wrapping his arms around my top half and squeezing me tightly. “Thank fuck you’re okay, Red! I’m going to kill that little fucker with my bare hands when we get hold of him,” he snarls.
Then Conor is at my other side. He cups my chin in his hand and turns my head so I can look into his eyes. He narrows his as he glares at me. “You’re going to give me a fucking heart attack, Angel.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
Liam stands up and steps back and Mikey lets me go too, allowing their older brother to hug me instead. I press my head against Conor’s chest as he holds onto me and that’s when I start to cry. Thinking of what might have happened. Thinking of the pain it would cause them if something had happened to me or our babies. I cling to him as tears roll down my cheeks.
“It’s okay. We got you,” he whispers as he runs his hands over my hair.
“How the fuck did that little prick get away?” Shane asks Chester.
“Max was going to shoot him but Jessie asked him not to,” Chester answers matter-of-factly but I hear the slight tremor in his voice. Shane is going to be pissed at him too, now.
“For fuck’s sake,” he says with a heavy sigh.
“You said to always follow Jessie’s orders, boss,” Chester adds as he clears his throat.
“I know,” Shane snarls.
I lift my head from Conor’s chest and wipe my tear-stained cheeks. Shane really said that? I don’t know why that makes me smile but it does.
“Is there anything else right now?” Shane asks.
