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“Fuck,” I curse as I stuff my dick back into my underwear and pull up my pants. “Stay in the car,” I order, my voice low and urgent.
Before she can protest, I’m out of the vehicle, scanning the area. My hand drifts to my concealed weapon, but before I can draw it, a figure lunges at me from the shadows.
The attacker’s fist connects with my jaw, sending a jolt of pain through my skull. I stagger back, regaining my balance just in time to dodge another blow. My training kicks in, and I counter with a quick jab to his solar plexus.
He grunts, momentarily winded, but recovers quickly. We trade blows, each of us looking for an opening. He’s good, but I'm better. I feint left, then sweep his legs out from under him when he falls for it.
As he hits the ground, I’m on him in an instant, pinning him down, my hands on his thick throat. Jesus Christ, did this guy play football or something? That’s when I hear the car door open.Dammit, Fee!
“Stay back!” I shout, not taking my eyes off my subdued attacker—he’s blonde haired with ice blue eyes that are staring at me hatefully.
Who the fuck is this guy?
But it’s too late. Fee’s scream pierces the night air. “Jonah?!”
I freeze for a split second, the name registering. This is Jonah? Lou’s father? The man who haunts Fee’s nightmares?
Then, I can see the resemblance. Lou favors him.
My grip tightens on him instinctively, anger surging through me.
“You picked the wrong people to mess with,” I growl.
Jonah glares up at me, his eyes full of hatred. “This isn’t over,” he spits out.
I tighten my hold, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Oh, I think it is. You have no idea who you’re dealing with. Now, how the fuck did you find us?”
Fee, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and rage, echoes my question. “Jonah, how… why are you here?”
Jonah’s laugh is cold and bitter. “It wasn’t hard. The funeral home, Kings… you’re not exactly keeping a low profile, Sofia.”
I feel Fee stiffen beside me, and suddenly, I remember her unease at Kings, her eyes darting around as if she felt watched. The realization hits me like a freight train.
“You’ve been fucking stalking her,” I growl, slamming Jonah hard into the ground. He grunts in pain, but I don’t ease up.
Fee gasps, her face draining of color.
I turn to Fee, keeping Jonah pinned. “Call the police,” I order her.
“No!” Jonah shouts, desperation clear in his voice. “Please, just listen to me. I’m only trying to get into my daughter’s life. She’s my flesh and blood!”
I look at Fee, seeing the turmoil in her eyes. This situation is more complicated than I initially thought, and I know we need to handle it carefully.
“You don’t even know if she’s your daughter,” Fee snaps, her voice shaking with emotion.
Jonah scoffs, his eyes flashing. “It’s obvious, Sofia. She looks just like me and my sister.”
As much as I hate to admit it, I can see the resemblance. Lou’s blonde hair and blue eyes are unmistakably similar to Jonah’s. The shape of their faces, the set of their jaws—it’s like looking at before and after pictures.
“All I've ever wanted is to be a father,” Jonah pleads, his voice softer now. “For some reason, I’ve never been able to. I just want to be in my daughter’s life. Please, what’s her name?”
Fee hesitates, and I can see the internal struggle playing out on her face. Finally, she speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. “Lucille. But she goes by Lou.”
“Lou,” Jonah repeats reverently, as if tasting the name. “It suits her. Please, Sofia. All I want is to be in Lou’s life.”
I feel a surge of jealousy and anger. This man, who’s caused Fee so much pain, who’s been stalking her, now wants to waltz into Lou’s life? He doesn’t deserve it. Lou already has a family—Fee, Zip, and… me.
The thought surprises me, but I realize it’s true. I’ve come to care for Lou.
