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The moment’s so intimate I can’t help but meet his eyes, needing to see if he feels the way I do. His gray gaze meets mine, a small curve to his lips.
I’ve never wished to be able to read minds more than I do right now.
His phone buzzes, breaking the moment, and he reaches across the table to grab it without letting me go.
“What do you want?” His gruff greeting doesn’t seem to bother whoever’s talking on the other end.
“How did they find out?” Damon barks into the phone.
I stiffen, and he kisses my temple. “Family meeting at Massimo’s restaurant at five.”
“Make it happen.”
He ends the call and trails his fingers up and down my spine. “I can already tell you’re worried.”
“Did someone find out about Thomas?” I’m almost afraid to ask.
“Yes, his cousin did. We’ve had a truce with that family for over a decade.”
It’s hard to swallow. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”
Damon grips my chin. “Listen to me clearly. It’s not your fault. Thomas was going to die whether you were involved or not.”
“If I hadn’t told you?—”
“You really think I wouldn’t have flipped the world over to find out what happened after seeing your scars? You’re an Everette. We take care of each other, and no one fucks with us.”
“So, is there going to be some kind of turf war?”
Damon lets out a breathy laugh. “We showed them long ago what happens when someone decides to go against us. And that was when we were still boys. No one would dare risk it again.”
“So what happens?”
“Meet with my brothers. Show a united front, then we’ll set up a meeting with Anthony Ricci.”
“Isn’t that dangerous?”
He tilts his head, a darkness taking over his eyes. “Yes, for him.”
Chapter 41
Misty
“You’re a fucking asshole,” Xander says the second we sit down at the table with them.
I move closer to Damon, who wraps an arm around me and replies, “It needed to be done quickly.”
“You don’t think we wouldn’t want to be involved? She’s our fucking sister.”
Wait? He’s not mad that we got caught. Is he mad that he didn’t get invited?
Damon tugs me closer, and I rest my head against him like we weren’t having a casual chat about murder. “You were out of town.”
“I would have come back if I’d known.”
“It’s so sweet that you care about our sis.” Bash cuts into the brothers bickering. He motions toward me. “How are you feeling? Late-night snack do the trick?”
“Fucking Bash was there?” Xander practically explodes, and Damon leans over the table, the tension in the room crackling.
