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“She won’t thank you for lying to her,” he says with a shake of his head.
“I’m not lying. I’m delaying telling her the truth because I don’t want to freak her out.”
“You don’t want her to run?” He smirks.
“Just do some digging around on this guy. Okay? And then we can tell her if and when we find out something. There could be nothing at all to it. A simple case of mistaken identity.”
“Okay. Are you telling the twins?”
I shake my head. “Not yet. I don’t want Liam to know. He’ll only beat himself up about it and it’s not fair to ask Mikey to keep it from him.”
Conor nods his agreement, and I’m glad he’s on the same page. I’m not in the habit of keeping things from my brothers, but I can’t shake the feeling that there was much more to the murder of Jessie’s family than meets the eye. And if she’s in any danger, then I’ll do everything I can to protect her.
I’m sitting on the sofa with Jessie, my arm draped around her shoulder and she's snuggled against my chest. It’s not often that I spend any time with her like this, but the twins are out working, and Conor is in the club. I walked past the den and she was sitting there alone watching TV and I couldn’t resist joining her.
We’ve been here for a while when Conor walks into the room and sits beside us.
“Hey, you,” Jessie says with a yawn. “Where have you been all day?”
“Hey, Angel,” he replies, rubbing his hand over her ass and onto her thigh. “Just some business to deal with.”
She turns her head, and he leans forward and kisses her. I watch his tongue sliding into her mouth and I listen to her soft groans and it’s such a fucking turn on. I never thought I’d be willing to share a woman with my brothers, but this feels so natural. It doesn’t even feel like sharing. She belongs to each of us in different ways.
Once he’s given her a good tonguing, Conor pulls away and Jessie leans back into my chest with a soft sigh. He looks over her head at me and shoots me a look that tells me he has something to tell me.
I take Jessie’s chin in my hand and tilt her face to mine. “You tired, Hacker?”
“A little,” she says, stifling another yawn.
“Why don’t you go to bed and I’ll join you shortly,” I say before pressing my lips against hers. She pulls me to her, turning my fairly chaste goodnight kiss into something much more.
I pull back from her, even though it hurts me to do it because she tastes as sweet as honey and as wicked as sin. “Bed,” I growl.
She rolls her eyes, but then she stands up and I take the opportunity to smack her perfect ass. She blows us each a kiss and then she walks out of the room. “My bed, Hacker,” I shout after her. “And don’t fall asleep.”
“I wouldn’t dare,” she snaps back and then she laughs, and I watch her sexy body disappear out of view.
“Did you find out something?” I say to Conor as soon as Jessie is out of earshot.
“Yes, and it’s good news. The guy from Balthazar’s did make it, well for a few days at least. But he’s dead now.”
“How?”
“Heart attack while he was in hospital recovering from having his throat cut.”
“Wow! That’s some bad luck.” I can’t help but smile though because it means that if he did recognize Jessie as a Romanov then she’s in less danger if he’s dead.
“He couldn’t speak, but he did communicate with the nurses. He wrote a few words on a notepad when he needed a drink or something, but mostly he was in and out of consciousness.”
“Did he have any visitors?”
“Yeah. Just one. A guy. But he didn’t leave a name.”
“But he could have mentioned he saw Jessie - or Nataliya?”
“In theory. So, do we tell her?”
“What is there to tell? The guy’s dead. She didn’t recognize him. She doesn’t know who Nataliya is. It may have been nothing at all.” I stand up. “If there’s nothing else, I’m going to bed.”
