Page 45 of No Turning Back
On the drive home, I come up with a plan that will protect everyone, even the man I’ve fallen in love with. I know I love him because the thought of him getting hurt makes my blood run cold. These last couple of weeks without him, I’ve missed him so much.
My vision clears. and I know what I have to do.
Poseidon
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“She met with a man at a hotel today.” Carter’s voice comes across the line without a “Hello, how the fuck are you?”
“She wouldn’t do that,” I growl into the phone.
“Not like that.” He sighs. “If I ever fucking find a woman, make sure I don’t become a raving lunatic like you.” He chuckles.
“I’ve heard from Ghost there is a little dancer driving you crazy.”
“Don’t tease about her. Besides, she’s touring, and I don’t like the spotlight, and my family would never approve of her. I have to deal with my sister first.” He groans.
I know he cares for this girl, and because of his mother and sisters, he won’t ever chase after her. Because of his job and the fact he thinks everyone treats him differently since his injury, he won’t go claim her. As for his twin sister, she disappeared some time ago.
“Tell me what you saw.”
“She left work early and headed into downtown Nashville to a ritzy hotel. She had a proper tea, and believe me, after living abroad for as long as I have, I’ve seen proper English tea service. The man, I’ll have information on him soon. But I sent images to Titan too.” He pauses for a moment. “He left before her. She was being followed by someone besides me, and she’s spooked.”
“Fuck. I’m heading to her place tomorrow for Mari’s birthday party. My dad, brothers, and nephew will be there too. Between them and the club, we can help with keeping an eye on her, but this comes to an end tomorrow.”
“I’ll have some info for you by then, but maybe a kid’s party isn’t the place for you to bring all this up to her.”
“I’m not going to. I’m going to wait until afterward. I’m getting my woman back. It’s time.” I disconnect the call, tempted to throw my phone, but I hold it in my hand.
I look around the property to see where the foundation markers are all standing and ready for the pad to be poured. The house that I want our family to grow in is getting started. I never got a chance to tell her what my plans are, but between this and the ring I bought a couple of months ago, I’m ready to make forever with her.
When I pull up to the house, the block is full of cars I recognize. My dad is sitting next to me in the truck, and he looks down the street too.
“That’s a lot of people for a one-year-old.” He chuckles.
“She’s special.”
I step out and reach into the bed of the truck for my gift for her. I went a bit overboard getting her a custom pink ride-on push car replica of a Mercedes Benz. I know she’ll love it. I check that the big red bow on the hood didn’t get messed up on the drive over and carry the car in my hands toward the front door.
My brother Zeus and his son, Hot Head, meet up with us. Behind them is my youngest brother, Hades. The door swings open, and Lydia is standing there laughing.
“Hello, stranger.” She leans in to give me a hug.
“Hello, Lydia. You remember my dad, Troy. I don’t think you’ve got to meet my brother Hades.” I introduce them, and my father hugs Lydia, but the other guys just nod. They’ve all witnessed Whitlock around her and know he’d kill them for touching her.
The house has people moving through it, but everyone is mostly in the backyard. I see her as soon as she moves.
She’s in a simple flowered spaghetti strapped dress. Her breasts aren’t as full as they used to be now that she’s not nursing anymore. At first, I wonder if she’s braless under that dress, and I want to storm over to cover her up, but then I want to carry her to her room and take those sweet nipples in my mouth until she screams my name.
She must feel me undressing her with my eyes because she turns and takes me in. I watch as her body trembles slightly, and I make my way through the house and directly to her.
I set the car down and pull her into my arms, not caring who’s watching or that everyone is there. My lips land on hers, and she opens instantly for me. My tongue slips into her mouth and moves against her tongue. She moans, and I pull her in tighter to my body, where she molds against me. She’s everything.
I hear a throat clear, and I pull away. Her lips are swollen, her delicate skin abraded from my whiskers.
“Missed you, spitfire.” I drop a kiss on her nose.
“Dada. Dada.” A sweet voice causes everything in me to lock up.
