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She bristled. “I’ve always been careful. He’s the only one I—”
His hand clamped over her mouth.“Don’t.”
She glared at him. He was such a dominant, macho, possessive bastard. His eyes held hers as he pulled her into a sitting position with effortless strength, one hand still gagging her as he positioned her sideways on his lap. She tried to jerk his hand off her mouth, but she stopped fighting when it tightened.
“We’ve been good for three months,” he said.
She grunted through his paw. He leaned in close, lion eyes burning.
“Don’t fuck it up,” he warned.
Her eyes narrowed to slits. He allowed her to rip his hand from her mouth and watched her with an intensity that told her he was ready to pounce.
“Don’t threaten me, Gavin. I haven’t done anything!”
“You brought up that fuck,” he growled.
“I brought up what a psycho you are.Youbrought up Jona—” She was cut off when his hand clapped over her mouth again.
“What did I say?” he hissed.
She glared balefully at him.
“Even if I was dead and buried, you wouldn’t have a chance in hell of going back to him.”
She bit his palm and yanked his hand down. “How would you stop me if you’re dead?”
He didn’t answer; he just watched her. She tried to think like her husband. It was a difficult task because she didn’t have the faintest idea how his mind worked. He was a master strategist and ruthless crime lord. She didn’t have the years of experience in war and manipulation that he did. Even now, she couldn’t predict his reactions to topics. Case in point, her current position on his lap with his mouth on her chin, ready to silence her if she said something he didn’t like. She considered Gavin for several minutes before it clicked.
“You wouldn’t …” she whispered. “You didnotgive Blade orders to …” No change in expression, which was answer enough. “You put Blade on cock block duty for the rest of his life? Are you crazy?”
“He’ll never get to you.”
“He doesn’t evenwantto get to me,” she exploded.
“He does.”
“He doesn’t have a chance with me. I explained that to him.”
His hand slipped beneath her nightgown, slid over her thighs, and glided up to her pussy. She didn’t bother to wear underwear to bed since he’d rip them off anyway.
“I don’t want you to be happy without me,” he declared.
He had no qualms stating what he wanted. He didn’t care how it made him look or what others thought. He was blunt, jealous, and relentless about his claim on her.
“What about Nora?” she asked indignantly.
“She has godfathers.”
“And I get nothing?”
“Your memories of me will be enough. No one could fill my shoes.”
“I can’t believe you made plans for me even if you’re dead.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
It was so fucking Gavin that all she could do was shake her head. “You’re obsessed with me.” This thought had crossed her mind more than once throughout the years but knowing how much he’d planned in advance really drove that thought home. He wouldn’t let go of her even in death.
