Page 59 of The Irish Reaper


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“Will have to find her own way out of her dilemma because I’m not having two Kincaid females in my house. One of you is enough.”

“She’s mysister,” she carps back, showing that Irish temper of hers that gets her nothing. “I have to protect her.”

“That’s your brother’s job.”

Haven scoffs incredulously as if I should definitely know that he won’t. He didn’t with her when it came to the Bianchis, and he won’t with her sister. “She’s fifteen. Taylen is too young to get married.”

My mother married at sixteen, so what difference is a year?

“We can…come up with a deal.”

Now, my interest is piqued.

Craning my head over to my wife, she stares back at me as though I just threatened her, which I haven’t in the past couple of hours. “And what’s that?”

“I can play…the dutiful wife.”

Not interested.

“Try again.” I make a left-handed turn down the street and continue onward.

“I can’t give up my brother. He’s my family.”

Which, to her, should be interesting because he hasn’t madeoneattempt to rescue her yet.

However, it’s not my job to sit here and try to talk it through. I don’t care about their relationship. It doesn’t matter to me either way if Cillian conjures up anything to bring her home. She’s my wife. And that means no one is taking her away from me.

“I’m sure there’s something else,” Haven emits when I don’t respond. “I don’t know what you need, but…we can talk about it.

“I need to know exactly where Cillian goes. I need to know his every move.”

“I don’t know those.”

Figures.

“Then you’re worthless to me,” I reply because either way, if she had intel or not, I’m still going to kill her brother.

“Obviouslynotif you had to marry me,” she sneers. “And since I’m stuck with you, the least you could do is give me a wedding gift.”

“A wedding gift?”

I didn’t think of that, to be honest.

“Yes, a wedding gift, you animal,” she provokes. “You’re literally not only the worst human being in the world but selfish and cruel. All you do is think about yourself.”

“Because that’s all that matters,” I retort. “However, little bird, if you want a wedding gift. I’m sure I can dig up Collin’s head for you and put it in a box.” I meet her bulging green eyes. “That was his name, wasn’t it?”

Haven launches herself at me without abandon, making me swerve just a bit, but we’re still in the country, and there’s no traffic around.

She claws at my face before trying to get a hold of my neck to, I’m not sure, strangle me?

Stopping my SUV in the middle of the road, I throw it in park and adjust my body to align with her.

I grab both of her forearms to get her nails away from me and keep her so that she’s still pushed up against the center console.

“Did you want something else?” I taunt as she bores daggers at me through those crystal greens. “It’s really all I have that’s worth anything to you.”

“Ihateyou,” she seethes through her teeth. “I hope you die one day and that I get to watch.”

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