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I laugh, leaning back to finish my nap in the sun, missing him already but knowing he’ll be back for me soon enough. Life has been…amazing. Delicious and indulgent. It’s better than I ever could have imagined, and it’s safe to say that I’m head over heels in love with Tobias Terrazas. And I think he loves me too…even if we haven’t said the words out loud.
Soon, though. I let a hand drape over my stomach. I’m a week late on my cycle, and I’d definitely like to exchange declarations of love if I’m going to have to tell him I’m pregnant here soon. The thought fills me with butterflies. It all just feels too good to be true.
Tobias will tell me he loves me, I know it. Any day now.
Half asleep, I don’t hear my phone ring the first time, but I do the second. Without opening my eyes, I grab the cell and hit the answer button by memory, holding it to my ear. "Hello?"
"I didn’t think you’d answer."
My blood runs cold and I’m instantly awake, sitting up ramrod straight. "Ricky? Why the hell are you calling me?"
"Because I’m on my way to my dad’s house, and there are pictures all over social media of the two of you out and about together. Really, Teagan? My fucking dad?!"
"I’m hanging up," I tell him, and I almost do before he stops me.
"Wait! As gross as it is that you’re dating him, I bet he hasn’t told you the truth about his past, huh?"
I pause, curiosity getting the better of me. Tobias is notoriously tight-lipped about what he did before he opened his security agency. Who better to fill me in than Ricky? But on the other hand, even talking to him is a betrayal of sorts to Tobias.
"You have one minute," I tell him. "Go."
"My dad was a gun for hire. A killer, Teagan. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you?—"
"Security will never let you in, Ricky," I snap, heart racing and nausea turning my stomach. "Thirty seconds."
"Fuck! Fine! In the back of his closet, there’s a picture of an oak tree, framed, about as big as a sheet of paper. Behind it is a keypad. The code is my birthday—0323. You’ll find the truth there."
I don’t listen to another word. I hang up immediately, breaking out in a cold sweat despite the hot sun. I’ve always been afraid that Tobias was involved in something shady years ago, but a gun for hire? Like…a hitman? There’s no way that’s possible.
But I have to know for sure.
I run through the house to our bedroom, heading to the back of the walk-in closet and pulling the picture of the oak tree away. There, just like Ricky said, is a keypad, and I enter the code with shaking hands.
A portion of the wall—a hidden door—slides away, and one by one, the lights in the long storage room flick on.
Every wall is covered in weaponry. I feel faint, stumbling backward and to the bathroom, refusing to look at the gun room anymore. I make it to the toilet just in time, doubling over and vomiting in the bowl, tears streaming down my face.
Tobias, my Tobias, was a violent killer. I’m in love with a killer.
What am I going to do?
10
TOBIAS
I’m ten miles down the road when I get a call from security. I have a bad feeling about this, and I haven’t even answered yet.
"Hello?"
"Sir, your son is at the property line demanding to be let in," my security guard informs me.
Fury courses through my veins in an instant. That little shit is back already, and if he's trying to get in when I'm not home, that means he has one thing on his mind—Teagan.
"Tell him to get the fuck out of there," I growl.
I hear the guard telling my son what I said, but he quickly comes back on the line and says, "He's refusing to leave, sir. Should I use force?"
Cursing under my breath, I whip the car around and slam on the accelerator. "No. I'll be there in five. Make him wait."
