Page 44 of Fractured Vows


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“Okay,” she murmurs when I draw back.

I smile wickedly, squeezing her ass. “Do you have any idea what you just agreed to?”

“Nope.”

A deep laugh builds within me. “Fuck, I love you.” I rearrange her so we’re face-to-face, staring into each other’s eyes. “I need to know if you will let your blue leather assassin teach Roman how to defend himself hand to hand, and other weapons. Yourself, too, apart from guns as needed. I’ll supervise.”

She rolls her eyes. The only person in the world who would dare. Somehow, that makes me love her more. “Of course you do.”

“Hush, or you’ll get your spanking now instead of later, and dinner will hurt.”

“Promise?” She nips my bottom lip, fluttering her eyelashes.

I slam my hand down on her ass and the cry that breaks from her perfect, kiss-swollen lips nearly makes me come in my pants.

“One,” I murmur.

“Ow,” she whispers, unshed tears glistening her eyes. “Okay, I’m listening. I’m s-sorry.”

I narrow my gaze. “Faker.”

She throws a billion-watt smile my way and rocks her cunt right up against my cock. “You got me. The other thing?”

A second laugh rumbles in my chest but I push it aside. She won’t like this one.

“Tell me everything you heard and everyone you saw in Konnor’s house.”

Willow stares at me, her mouth open. I close it gently, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose, and settle back to wait.

As long as it takes.

****

Charlie darts past me down the hall, nearly bowling me over.

“Whoa, horsie,” I tease, gripping his shoulder and spinning him in a circle, using his own momentum to put him on the ground. “No running in my house.”

“Yes, Boss,” he pants, but his eyes slide past me.

I frown and tap his cheek as I help him to his feet. “Who are you looking for?”

“Uh, Dom?” he offers weakly.

My frown deepens. The Charlie I know picks pockets and dangles his feet in the deep end with my most dangerous enemies. This lie doesn’t have enough glue to stick a paper plane together.

“Charlie?” My voice holds an edge of warning.

Fortunately, he’s on the ball and I don’t have to ask twice.

“A woman in blue leather stole Roman,” he blurts, his face reddening. “I’m going to tell Dom but I guess you’ll do.”

If the whole situation hadn’t been so critical, I would have laughed in his face at that last comment.

“A lady in blue. Stole … Roman.” I get the impression that is another boy with secrets, but I’ll never discover any of them if I don’t get my ass into gear and secure my own damn home. “She broke in.” Blue. A lady in leather. Sonja.

Have I misjudged her? My hand dived for my phone but Charlie waves his hands.

“Roman was happy to go with her.”

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