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“Where are you going?” The question leaves my lips sleepily as I snuggle closer to Kevlar’s chest.
“Nowhere, baby,” he remarks, chuckling, pulling me tighter to him once more.
“You were moving like you were getting up,” I grumble, definitely not ready to move, let alone get up.
“Not anymore.” Kevlar presses a kiss to the top of my head and squeezes. “We can stay like this for a bit longer.”
“Good.” Settling in, I start to dose off, feeling warm and content. Safe even. When it comes to being with Kevlar, I always feel that way. I never understood why. I still don’t, but right now, I don’t care. I’m going to live in the moment.
“Rosemary, baby, we’re still gonna have to talk.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and nod. He’s right. I know this, but it’s not going to be easy. I mean, how does someone talk about something so intense . . . so painful? God, I don’t want to think about it. Not in the least.
“What do you want to know?” I finally ask.
“First things first.” Kevlar rolls me to my back and leans up on his side. “Eyes on me,” he commands. I give him my eyes and stare into the dark depths of his. “I want you to know when it comes to you and me, nothing’s changed. I meant what I told you last night. You’re mine. I’m not letting you go. That being said, I won’t let you do anything stupid either. I need to know what happened to you. Who you gave Joshua to.”
I suck in a breath, my throat feels like it was closing in on itself, but I push through it. “Joshua’s parents are Alec and Lizeth Mahoney.”
Kevlar’s eyes flash in recognition of the couple’s names. The Mahoneys, more or less, Alec Mahoney isn’t a man you mess with. He’s a highly intelligent man who runs a highly successful security company. When I’d put Joshua up for adoption, I’d still been pregnant with him. I wanted someone I knew could always keep him safe. Would be there for him, and the moment I met Alec and Lizeth, I knew they would do just that.
“Did they know the reason behind his conception?” he asks, his jaw ticking.
“I never told them. I just told them I was too young to be a mother. I wasn’t ready.”
It was mostly true. I was old enough. I could have done it. I could have been a mother at the time, but I think it comes down to the fact of how Joshua had been conceived. I didn’t want him to think he was nothing more than a reminder.
“I can get that, baby,” Kevlar whispers and strokes a thumb over my cheek. “How did Dominic know to come after you? Did he tell you anything we need to know?”
Panic starts to seep into my veins, but I know when it comes to this man, I can trust him. I can tell him what he needs to know.
So, I do. I tell him everything. All of it. The day my mom died. How Dominic had raped me. I didn’t know it was him back then. He didn’t say anything. But I remember those eyes. They’d haunted me. I told him about finding out I was pregnant, not telling anyone about it, not my dad or brother. The only one to know about it was Jade, and she was sworn to secrecy.
Finding Alec and Lizeth were looking to adopt was a godsend. Lizeth had explained to me about her being unable to have children and loved Joshua. I’d seen it in her face the day he was born, and the little bundle was placed in her arms. They wanted me to be a part of his life, but I’d told them I couldn’t. Once a year, Alec sent an email regarding Joshua, letting me know about him and how he’s doing. At first, I didn’t read them. I couldn’t, but I’d finally gotten to a point in life I could. I still didn’t contact them. I don’t think I could even if I wanted to.
Especially after these past months and being held captive by the very man who had hurt me in the first place. He might not have touched me again, but I saw it in his eyes. The look of pure, unadulterated lust filled his malicious eyes and the way he would suggest I join him in his bed.
By the time I finished, I’ve told Kevlar everything, not leaving a single piece of detail out. Kevlar stays quiet through it all and doesn’t speak up or interrupt me once. He just stares at me, and his thumb continues to stroke my cheek as he listens.
Baring everything to him, it’s like a part of me is coming clean for the first time in my entire life, and it feels good to tell Kevlar. The way he looks at me, I see no judgment in his eyes, which I’m thankful for.
Silence fills the room, and for a moment, I don’t think Kevlar will speak, but when he does, he surprises me.
“The bullshit you’ve dealt with, it’s done. No more.” He growls, leaning in, his nose pressing against mine. “I’m not about to let more shit happen to you.”
“What are you going to do?” I blurt out, not really thinking.
“Don’t know yet, I’ve got to talk to my brothers. See what Vulture’s found. Dominic gave us three days to give you back, and I don’t intend for him to get his hands on you again,” he states, his voice harsh and gruff.
“Three days? Viper mentioned that.” I didn’t know what it meant then, but I’m getting it now.
“Yeah, fucker wants you back desperately enough, he’s threatening the whole clubhouse. We’re not about to let him scare us.”
Panic seeps in, and my breathing becomes nearly overwhelming. I need to get out of here. Get away from the club before something happens to them.
“Rosemary,” Kevlar growls, gripping my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. “You can get that look of fear out of your eyes. I already told you I ain’t letting you go. Not in this fuckin’ lifetime or the next. The club and I, we’re gonna handle this motherfucker, and we’re gonna take this bastard down and shut this shit down. While we’re doing that, we take out the bitch running the show.”
I blink at him, not liking the answer, but I can see the determination in his gaze. He’s not about to let this go.
