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“I’m sorry, Frankie.”
“Shhh. It’s fine.”
I flash a warning glare at Jax. I know it isn’t completely their fault. It’s mine. I should have gone with her. Even if it was just scoping out a neighborhood. From now on, she doesn’t leave my fucking side.
I place her back down on her feet. She flinches as I cup her face and that’s when I see the cuts on her cheek. Murderous doesn’t even begin to explain how I feel.
There is a fear in her eyes. She’s scared I’m going to blow up.
I press my lips over hers, reminding her what’s most important. Reminding myself that she’s okay. Whoever hurt her will die.
As will her father.
I swear to God, my heart stopped when Enzo came to me with the phone.
“Come on, let’s go inside,” I whisper, taking in a deep breath. I need to be calm, for her, for the baby.
Jax and Kai stay on their bikes. Now that she’s home, I want to murder them both a little less. I still don’t want to see them for the next few hours, though.
“Go back to the gym, fill Grayson in, and work with Enzo to bring me this guy’s head.”
They both nod and head out, knowing better than to even utter a single word to me. I lead Zara back inside and she sits herself down on the couch. I take my place next to her, pulling her up onto my lap.
I can honestly say for the first time in forty years, I felt pure terror.
Lacing my arms protectively around her middle, I soak her in, stroking light circles around her toned stomach. Her presence calms the fire that was burning in me.
“I should have gone with you today,” I say, resting my chin on her shoulder.
“I told you before, Frankie. I don’t need babysitting. Not by you. I handled myself, didn’t I?” Her lower lip sticks out in a delicious pout.
Sighing, I push a tendril of hair from her cheek. “That isn’t the point, Zara. That’s not how we work here, baby.”
“Give me some credit.” She turns in my arms to straddle me.
I brush a hand down her thigh and slip under her tights. Her legs twitch open instantly.
“Always so ready for me, even if I should be punishing you,” I whisper in her ear.
I slide out my hand and settle it back on her stomach.
Her breath hitches. “I don’t deserve to be punished. I deserve a reward.”
I tap her jutting lower lip. “Putting yourself in danger does not deserve to be rewarded, Zara. Not a fucking chance.”
I just want to keep her safe. To keep her happy.
“I can’t stand you sometimes, Frankie.” She glares at me in annoyance.
I bite back a laugh. Moments ago I was so mad I could have broken even Jax in half bare-handed. Now she’s here, on my lap, pushing my buttons.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Well, you better sit then. I might be able to change your mind.”
Her green eyes narrow. “I am sitting. What are you talking ab—”
“Sit. On. My. Face.”
