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He shakes his head. “Disappeared by the time we got down there. I’ll be honest; she wasn’t my first priority either.”
Our hands are still interlocked as he says this. His thumb rhythmically strokes along my palm, as if assuring himself that I’m really here. That I’m real.
“I was so scared.” His voice comes out as barely a whisper. Cracking a little at the end. Although he’s dropped his gaze, suddenly very interested in our hands, I can see the tears brimming in his eyes.
“Arnie…”
“I couldn’t picture a world without you in it,” he continues. “You have become everything to me. There was nothing I wouldn’t have given in that moment for you to be well. To have taken on your pain instead. I would rather die than see you in pain like that again.”
I bring his hands up to my lips and graze them softly. “You’re everything to me too.”
Finally, Arnie looks up. Meeting my stare with his own endlessly dark eyes.
“I love you, Roisin.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Arnie
The tension is thick enough that you could cut it with a knife.
Every second Roisin looks at me, with her perfect lips agape, feels like a lifetime.
It’s ridiculous that my confession, of all things, is what has made things the most intense between us.
It had taken me hours after we’d returned to the bunker for me to realize Eda Romero’s blood was still on my shirt. Killing her hadn’t been a tactical move, nor even a smart one. The cartel will be after us now, and that’s going to be a hard one to shake.
But the only sane thought that went through my mind when I saw Roisin curled into herself and pale in Kate’s arms was the advice from Eddie Forks.
“I gave up discerning the difference between right and wrong a long time ago. A smart man will only ever do what makes him happy.”
At that moment, I knew Roisin would never be happy as long as Eda lived.
It was also then that I realized how much my own happiness was interwoven with hers. That, despite her brashness, her audacity, the names she calls me, and the way she hardly ever lets her guard down, I was inevitably and tragically in love with her.
“You don’t have to say it back,” I find myself saying, tripping over my words like a nervous child.
Roisin closes her lips. A split second before they come crashing into mine.
The kiss is messy, desperate, and with far too much teeth. But it’s perfect.
“I love you too,” she whispers against my mouth.
Her words taste like honey, filling me with the sweetest of hope. A vision of our future together.
We kiss again, firmer this time but equally as desperate. She takes over all my senses. I barely even recognize where we are or what we’re supposed to be doing. Because right now, there’s only her and me in the entire world. And there is nothing that could ever break us apart.
“Oi!” The voice from behind startles me out of the kiss. I practically growl as I turn to look at Aimee, standing behind us with her hands on her hips. “She’s supposed to be resting, Knight.”
Roisin’s arms twist themselves around my neck, flaunting me in front of her sister. “Arnie was just helping me release a little tension, weren’t you, darling?”
“I was planning on a little more than that,” I flirt back.
Aimee runs her hands down her face. “Fine.Fine. Do what you want. See if I care.”
I lean in to kiss Roisin again with a grin.
“Justnotin myoffice!”
