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For some reason, it sounded funny coming from him.

Kaz continued, “And who will walk you down the aisle?”

X’s face flashed in my mind.

“I don’t know.”

“We will choose someone who is worthy enough to do it.”

I thought of J.P. “We must invite the Corsican.”

“Must we?”

“Yes, Kaz. We must.” I didn’t even open my eyes, knowing Kaz wore a pissed expression.

Silence came.

Then after a few quiet minutes, Kaz whispered, “Mysh. . .”

I kept my eyes closed and yawned. “Yes, baby?”

“Thank you for not killing my cousin tonight.”

I tensed and snapped my eyes open.

He finished his beer and then set it down next to the other bottles. “It would have been fine, if you did—”

“It would not have been fine—”

“I trust you—”

“It would have hurt you, Kaz. I could never have done it—”

“But, you wanted to—”

“I just wanted to kill someone in the hallway.”

He nodded. “But you held back and thought of me.”

Sighing, I stared at the water. “I never want to bring you pain.”

“You love me very much.”

“I do.” I let out a very long breath. “Before we arrived in New Orleans. . .I thought. . .”

“What did you think, mysh?”

“I thought that if I didn’t heal as soon as possible, Lunita and my mental illness would ruin us. It would destroy our love. You would leave or fucking go crazy after more shit, more fucking cheating with some stranger. . .more killing of people you learned to care for. . .I was scared of losing you due to. . .her.”

“And now what do you think?”

I remembered how we moved in the club tonight—fast and on point. He had my back, I had his. There was no one that could have stopped us, even when we ran out of bullets, even when those men kept on coming, coming, and fucking coming.

In fact, I didn’t think anyone could ever end us. . .but us. . .

“Mysh?”

I looked. “I think we’re stronger than ever. Our love is fucking strong as hell. Unstoppable.”

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