Page 86 of Vega

I glanced toward the kitchen before lowering my voice more. “But knowing no other man has had her makes me want her more.”

“Damn,” Lux muttered. “That pussy probably tight as hell.”

My stare snapped toward him. “Don’t talk about her like that.”

His eyebrows rose. “You just told us she’s a virgin.”

“That doesn’t give you permission to discuss her pussy.”

Lowe looked between us. “This is worse than I thought.”

Prodigy grinned. “Much worse.”

I ignored both of them. “I’m not taking that from her while she can’t leave. When it happens, she’ll know it’s because she chose me.”

Wise’s amusement faded. “When?” he repeated.

I realized what I had said.

Prodigy caught it too. “Not if.”

“Do what you gotta do for her,” Lowe said, seriously. “I ain’t never seen you look at nobody the way you look at Sonnet. That girl got something out of you I didn’t even know was in there. So, chase that feeling. Happy don’t come around much. When it does, you better be smart enough to hold on to it.”

I watched him, nodding slowly.

From the kitchen, Sonnet called, “The first one is ready.”

Lux shot toward the door while Lowe stared at me with an expression that confirmed what I already knew: This had moved far beyond lust.

And everybody could see it except the woman cooking breakfast in my kitchen.

Icon, Legend, Saint, Big A, and Reek waited near the center of the floor of their main warehouse when Wise, Prodigy, Lux, Lowe, and I walked in.

After handshakes and quick greetings, Icon looked between us, saying, “All five of y’all showing up usually means something happened.”

“Something happened,” I confirmed.

Legend motioned toward the chairs arranged beside one of the long worktables. “Then talk to us.”

My crew settled around the table, but I remained standing. “I know the terms of us getting our product from y’all is that we stay out of unnecessary shit and don’t bring problems to your door.”

Legend folded his arms with a nod. “That’s the agreement.”

“Unfortunately, I got into something that requires us to make some noise before I can end it.”

Icon asked, “What happened?”

“Roman hired me to collect a witness to Donovan’s murder. He said she saw something connected to Donovan’s murder, and he wanted the information before police used it to tear through his organization.”

Reek shrugged. “Reasonable enough for Roman.”

“It was a lie. She watched Roman kill Donovan himself. I heard him admit it.”

Every eye of the Cartier crew bucked. Saint’s was accompanied by a smile that thought this shit was hilarious.

“I’ve had her almost two weeks,” I continued. “Roman doesn’t know. He was so desperate to find her that he had his own men watching her too. I convinced him they probably scared her into running.”

“And now?” Big A asked.