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Cain jerked his chin in response.
Colt’s hair was shorter and a shade lighter than Dante’s, his eyes ice blue, and a short beard covered his jaw. The two didn’t look much alike.
Cain knew the Fury brothers—all five of them—weren’t related by blood. They were related by brotherhood and a harsh childhood. They’d grown up together in foster care. They’d had each other’s backs from a young age.
Once, Cain would have killed for family like that. He thought of Jet, Killian, Devyn, and the others. Now, he’d found his own little tribe.
Colton kept walking, while Dante slid into the booth on the other side of Cain.
“Shade.”
“Dante.”
Then the man looked past Cain’s shoulder, and his brow creased.
Glancing back, Cain saw a woman crossing the club, in casual clothes, a bag in hand. She was headed toward the employee door. Medium height, serious curves, and a face hidden by hair that was clearly dyed black. It didn’t suit her. Her shoulders were hunched, and she was moving fast.
A woman with something to hide, who was hoping no one would notice her.
“Problem?” Cain asked.
Dante made a sound, watching the woman disappear into the back. “Not sure yet. New hire.”
“She in trouble?”
Dante’s expression sharpened. “If she is, I’ll find out. And I’ll deal with it. I take care of my own.”
Cain nodded. He didn’t doubt it. The Fury brothers had a reputation for it.
Dante reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, black box. He set it on the table “I got what you asked for. Wasn’t easy.”
Excitement licked at Cain. He grabbed the box and flicked it open. Then he smiled. “It’s perfect. I owe you.”
“You already transferred the money. You don’t owe me anything.” Dante’s lips quirked. “I’ve never seen you smile like that. She must be something.”
“She is.” Cain slid the box into his pocket and rose. “If you ever need anything, Fury, just call. If you’re in New York, come and see us. I’ll introduce you to her.”
“You’ve really left the spy gig?”
“Yep. Not a single regret.” It was true. And he realized now that his work hadn’t been fulfilling him for a long time. He’d just believed there could never be anything else for him. It had taken connecting with Jet for him to realize he could have more.
Dante rose too and held out his hand. “Good luck. I want an invite to the wedding.”
Cain shook and nodded. “Done.”
Now, it was time to get back to his pixie.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
Jet bumped her front door open with her hip.
It’d been a long day. She needed food. She turned on the entry lights, and dropped her keys on the hall table.
God, she loved her short commute. She rubbed the back of her neck. She’d been back in New York a week now. Thankfully, Austin hadn’t messed up her work too badly while she’d been gone. Her mom was due back from her cruise in a few days. She was going to freak out when Jet told her that she was in love.
She sighed as she headed into the dark living room. A week without Cain. It was silly to miss him so much. They hadn’t ever lived together—hell, he hadn’t even been in her apartment—but she felt like there was a gaping hole in her life.
Sometimes, she wondered if she was totally crazy and that she’d imagined him.
