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“Well then I definitely love you. I would try to sacrifice all the men but mine for you, and some women, but not the children.”
I laugh at her words. “I know you would. Thank you for being you. But unfortunately, my love can’t save you from this,” I say, pulling my Nerf gun from my jeans and popping off a single bullet into her stomach.
Harper laughs as I open the pantry door and run toward safety, bullets flying past me as I make a mental note to teach her how to aim. Being with us is dangerous, and the least we can do is teach her how to defend herself; no man will be able to get close to her when we are finished.
Darragh sits on the sofa in my office while I finish paying invoices; people would be shocked at how many condoms we need to order every week. He is tapping away on his phone when I look up.
“Will you ever fuck Cian?” I ask out of nowhere, but he just looks up at me with a sly smirk.
“Why? Do you want to watch?”
I roll my eyes at him. Of course he can’t just answer the question. “I asked you first, and of course I want to watch.”
“Would I? Yes. And before you ask, I don’t think I would let him fuck me, but if you are feeling a little kinky and want to stick a finger in my ass, I wouldn’t say no.”
“Noted,” I say with a laugh.
He taps the cushion beside him, and I push up from my office chair and join him.
“I can see the questions in your eyes every time you look at me, so now’s your chance. Ask me whatever you want, and after this, we’ll pretend we never had this talk.”
I chuckle and gently slap his arm. “What’s going on between us? I’m not normally the girl to ask for reassurance, but this situation isn’t normal. I need to know what to expect.”
He laughs. “No, I’m not fucking anyone else, if that is what you’re asking. I will always be an asshole, which is my default setting, and if you can’t handle that, I get it. Don’t expect hearts, flowers, or romance—it isn’t me and never has been. I don’t think about other people before myself, and I say what I’m thinking and do as I please.
“As for what’s going on between us, well, it’s up to you. But know I want to wreck your fucking spine every time you cook breakfast in one of their shirts, though it would be better if it were mine. I’m an extremely jealous man and I won’t tolerate other men’s eyes on you. Let’s just say I would happily tear them limb from limb while you watch, then fuck you right next to their corpses. I’m not the good guy, Harper. I never have been, nor will I ever be.”
“I like you how you are, Darragh. You might be all those things, but you are also loyal, headstrong, and you love hard. I see how you look at your girls—you would die for them. If I want someone who is gentle with me, I have Sullivan. If I want to fuck hard and fast, I have Cian. If I want someone who is dominant, I have Ronan, but you won’t tiptoe around me like I’m fragile or broken.”
“No, I wouldn’t, but I’m not boyfriend material either.”
I laugh. “I don’t need labels, Darragh, just be man enough to tell me if our arrangement no longer works for you. We need to live together, and I won’t tolerate the girls living in a hostile environment. I have been there, done that, and look how I turned out.”
“You’re right, I don’t want my girls being whores,” he says with a smile.
I chuckle, knowing he is teasing. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Sadie is going to take over the world one day—that girl is so much like you. I’m not sure where Eloise gets her gentle soul from, but she is too smart to end up on her back for a man. I will make sure of that.”
“You really love them, don’t you?”
Fucking tears spring to my eyes as I nod. “I do. Every girl needs a strong woman in their life. I had my grandmother, who looked out for me the best she could my entire life, but I want to be better for them, stronger. To show them that no matter where you come from or what you go through, you can overcome and triumph.”
“You realize you still work in a whorehouse, right?”
I shake my head as I stand, then turn and straddle his lap. “Correction, I own a whorehouse. And you kill people, so maybe we keep both of our jobs to ourselves.”
“Good call,” he says, pulling me closer. His erection presses against my core, and I silently curse. Out of all the days I decide to wear a damn skirt, why did it have to be today?
“When do I get this ass again?” he whispers, leaning down to bite my nipple through the flimsy scrap of silk bralette I’m wearing.
“After I watch you fuck Cian.”
He groans. “Fine, but don’t get any ideas about us being some couple who do the PDA shit in public. Cian and I would be strictly fucking.”
“Uh huh,” I say, teasing him. I’ll have to have a word to Cian about that; he would have a field day with it. He’d act all touchy feely with Darragh just to piss him off.
A knock on the door interrupts the moment. “Come in.”
Carter pushes the door open. “Hey, boss, there is a cop at the front door. She looks like she’s alone.”
