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“That’s right, baby. Next time, honeysuckle. I promise. I’ll give you the honors.”

Her honey brown eyes sparkle as I run my lips over her forehead and I say the words I should have said over and over until she knew they were true. “I love you,” I whisper as Leonardo steps forward, dropping his head to nuzzle at Mort’s face, then turning around, raising his tail and—

“I love you too, Papa.” She giggles as she watches Leonardo’s shit land in a steaming pile on Mort’s chest. “So, so much.”

“Come on, baby. I have a lot of fixing to do.”

* * *

The Frost Titanrumbles and lurches as we make our way back through the blizzard. The wind is howling and the snow is coming down hard and sideways, but inside the cockpit it’s warm and comfortable, and I know Carina is safe.

Leonardo is tucked into the cargo hold, snug with plenty of straw to keep him comfortable and a bucket of alfalfa cubes to keep him calm.

As for Mort…

When he came to, he found himself tied to a beam in his barn, wrists numb from being hauled up above his head. The wound I gave him was only superficial, but the terror in his eyes was very real.

Between us, Carina and I made sure he knew what would happen if he ever stepped out of line again.

She gave as good as I’ve ever seen, and I’ve got to say I couldn’t be prouder of my girl. She reminded him that we’re a mafia family, that we have connections, and no fear, and that we have a deep lake right on our property.

“I’m sorry,” she says, staring at her hands as she warms them between her legs, the tape on her bandage curling at the ends reminding me, I need to make sure I tend to it when we get home. “I shouldn’t have run off like that. It was a shock, I…” She draws a deep breath. “I’m understanding the life our family has lead more. It feels different now.”

I nod. It’s a truth I learned a long time ago, but not one that can ever be forced. “You know how the mafia started in this country? In my own grandfather’s day, there were neighborhoods the police wouldn’t go near. There was lawlessness. Murder. Innocent people being harmed daily. So they started to protect themselves. My grandfather and his brother organized their own kind of militia, and that grew into something else, but they never forgot where they came from, that they were there to protect those who had nowhere else to go. They took care of the neighborhood.”

“I can’t forget that my mom died because of that life. It sent you away.” She meets my eyes.

“No. You shouldn’t. There’s more to what happened to my son and your mom than you know. I’ll never say they asked for it, but they stepped on toes that they knew were dangerous. They pushed beyond the limits and rules and code. It came back at them. But when things happen, when people need protecting—”

“Or reindeer,” she says, and I laugh.

“Or reindeer,” I agree. “When those we love need protecting, that’s what we’re there for. A mafia is a family. That’s the truth. And we protect our own.”

She sits silent for a moment, then nods. “Papa?”

“Yes, baby girl?”

“Stop the engine.” She meets my eyes, unblinking, and I know when I’m beaten.

The Titan gives a high-pitched sigh as I ease off, and let it slide over under a tree as I secure the brake.

Carina’s hand is on my crotch before I know what’s happening, lowering my zipper eagerly. She grins, then laughs as my cock pops out through the fly. “There he is,” she says, swirling a finger over the swelling head.

“Fuck,” I mutter as she leans forward, opening her mouth wide and sucking it between her lips. “My little honeysuckle.”

She smiles around my dick, and it makes my balls clench as her tongue glides up the underside, flicking through the hole that’s already dripping precum down her throat.

Carina sucks and kisses, and I think I’m going to heaven…

* * *

When we pullup at the house, Lucy and Mama are waiting. And I know what I have to do.

Before I put the Frost Titan back in its shed, I flip on the cab lights and take Carina’s handing one of mine, then pinch her chin with my other. “It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

“What do you mean?” She fusses, her eyes darting to our family standing on the porch watching. “No,no please, not now, I’m not ready--”

I cut her off with my mouth on hers and we both sink into the kiss. I know Lucy sees it, I know Mama sees it. I don’t care. This is how it has to be. They all need to understand that we’re together now and nothing is going to change that.

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