Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Then go ahead and dump their bodies in the ocean for all I care.”
“Gladly.”
We talk some more logistics before I hang up, feeling unsatisfied. I toss the phone onto the bed and sit down beside Fallon. She leans up against my side and kisses my neck.
“You’re angry,” she says.
“Can you blame me? Your brother left ten killers behind to watch over you, but he can’t really control his own damn family.”
“It’s not his fault.”
“How?”
“If my father hadn’t died, the clan would still be united.”
“Ah, it’s my fault then.”
“Something like that.” She kisses me again.
“If your father hadn’t tried to kill me, and murdered my best friend instead, none of this would’ve happened. We can go on and on back to the first stone but it won’t do much good.”
“You’re right,” she says and shifts herself until she’s sitting in my lap, facing me. I kiss her gently and she kisses me back. “We can keep score, but everyone loses, right? That’s why we stopped the war. It doesn’t lead anywhere.”
“No, it doesn’t. Only more death.”
“We can change things. Me and you.”
“And how do we do that, my wife?” I cup her ass, feeling my cock stir as I nibble on her lower lip.
“I suspect whatever you’re thinking right now isn’t the answer.”
“Love beats hate, right? I’m only imagining its physical incarnation.”
“Darling, what you do to me isn’t really love. It’s something so much worse. And way more fun.”
I laugh, kissing her neck. “Darling? I like it.”
“Sorry, just slipped out.”
“Say it again.”
“Darling. Darling.”
I squeeze her ass and turn around until she’s pinned on the bed. “Here’s what I’m thinking.”
“Oh, no, he’s thinking, this is bad.”
“Stop it.” I kiss her neck and bite gently. “You and I are going to stay in bed for another few hours. We’ll keep the doors locked and turn off our phones. I’m going to fuck you until you’re mindless. And then we’ll do it again until you can’t walk properly.”
“I think I can handle that.”
“Probably not, but we’ll find out.”
“You’re so damn sure of yourself.”
“Past experience proves I’m generally right.” I pull her hair tightly in one fist, making her gasp. “Once I’m done with you, we’ll go over this casino, every fucking inch, until we find those remaining Irishmen. And if they mean you any harm—”
“You don’t need to give me details. I know what you do to people you don’t like.”
“Good.” I kiss her hard. “Lucky for you, I like you a lot.”
“I bet you do. Easy to like me when your hard cock’s between my legs.”
“Quit complaining and let me fuck you.”
“Yes, darling.”
Chapter 29
Fallon
Casey sits across the table from me as the waitress brings us each a glass of wine. She drinks quickly and leans forward, putting a hand on mine. Back at the entrance to the casino’s restaurant, three Costa thugs lurk like angry sharks looking for prey.
“I am so, so sorry that happened,” Casey says, squeezing my hand. “Seriously, when Adler told me, I was so upset.”
“I’m okay though.”
“Thank God Jayson was there.”
“He saved my life. Didn’t even hesitate, even though the guy had a gun. Just tackled the shit out of him and kept on punching. Almost got shot.”
“Costa men,” she says, shaking her head with a smile. “Really though, things aren’t normally that dangerous. Although—”
“What?”
“I guess almost getting killed is kind of a Costa wife tradition.”
My eyebrows shoot up. “Sorry, nobody told me about that one. A warning would’ve been nice.”
“Happens to everyone. Well, it happened to me, Isabel, and Hellie. Now you’re rounding it out.”
“Do you think maybe it’s not our fault? Maybe it’s the fact that our husbands are violent mafia bastards?”
“Crossed my mind once or twice.” She laughs and takes a long drink. “But hey, the heart wants what it wants.”
“I suppose it does.” The heart… or something a little further south, anyway.
“Speaking of the heart wanting…” Her eyebrows raise and she gives me a mischievous look over her glass. “How’s married life?”
“Oh, you know, aside from the attempted murder? It’s not too bad.”
“Come on, forget about the nearly-getting-killed thing. Tell me about the good stuff. You know, like how physically satisfied you are?”
“Ah, no thank you, I don’t want to discuss my sex life with anyone. What Jayson and I do is our business alone.”
“You have a sex life with him then?” She leans closer, getting excited. “I knew it. I knew it! I saw the way you two looked at each other and all that stupid bickering—”
“We do not bicker—”
“Oh, my god, you two bicker like you want to freaking hate-fuck each other to death. It’s so hot.” She fans herself, grinning, and I laugh from the sheer absurdity of this conversation. “Seriously, I wish Adler would be a little bit meaner to me, you know what I mean? So I can try to pull his hair and he can pin me down and—”