hard inside her.
I collapse on top of her, and kiss her neck.
When I can feel my legs again, I look up into her eyes, running a fingertip down her cheek.
“Always and forever yours, Fee.”
“Only ever you.”
“Look at that,” Fee says. “Five minutes to spare.” She’s all grins.
“No thanks to you and your wandering hands,” I say, reminding her about the reason we had to rush in the first place.
“Are you seriously complaining about shower sex?”
“Never. You know how Gio can be.”
She nods.
“Let’s go see what’s so urgent.”
We head into the warehouse, nodding at the guards on the way in.
“Shit,” I mutter aloud, smelling the reason we’re here before I see it.
Sera stops. “Oh God, oh God, oh God.”
“Can you do this?” I ask, not blaming her one bit if she can’t.
She nods. “I just…” She closes her eyes and steadies her breathing, building her resolve back up. When she opens her eyes, that dead look she gets in them when she needs to shut down her feelings is there—the one I wear just as she does.
“I’m ready,” she says and I squeeze her hand.
We walk to the back of the warehouse where our interrogations take place.
Giovanni’s standing, facing us, his arms folded across his chest as he talks to Damian and Ernesto. Fuck. This is going to be bad.
When we reach them, all expressions are grim.
“Jana?” Sera asks.
Damian nods.
“Where did you find her?” I ask.
“In a warehouse much like this one,” Ernesto tells me.
“Was she dead?” Sera asks.
“No,” Damian replies, meeting her gaze.
“Then, how?”
“I gave her my gun,” Ernesto tells us.
“What?” she asks in surprise.
Ernesto sighs. “She’d have done it eventually if I hadn’t let her do it there. What they did to her, Sera.” He shakes his head. “They’re on a whole other level than we are.”
“They’re sick! Depraved!” she shouts. “And I’m one of them. I hate that I have their filthy blood flowing through my veins.”
“Serafina,” Giovanni begins. “Your father was nothing like them. The blood you have is clean. Just as I came to see Tommy as a Russo, so are you. You know this.”
“Fee. Don’t doubt who you are. Not now. Not because of this. They don’t get to do that to you again,” I tell her. She looks up at me, searching, and I give it to her. The man who won’t allow her to be anything less than the Fee she’s come to be.
“I’m good,” she says. “I’m good.”
“We need to talk to the Kingstons,” Giovanni announces.
“I’ll do it,” Sera volunteers. “Not that it’ll make it any easier for them, but I’m close to them.”
“All right,” Gio agrees.
“What are we going to do about those motherfuckers?” Damian asks.
I step forward, resting my hand on Sera’s back. “Here’s the plan we’ve been working on.”
W E JUST GET the babies laid down when Sera and Cage arrive. I’m so grateful she’s started calling ahead. If she’d come ten minutes earlier, I’d be wearing puke-covered clothes and Jesse would have the stain from Kaid’s pee stream going up his chest. I snicker inside. That was hilarious. I warned him he needed to cover up the boys’ penises when it was this cold in the house, but he didn’t listen. Thinking he knows better because he has a penis of his own. Ha!
I whip my hair up into a bun. God, I need a shower. I smell like baby powder and baby puke. Not a great combination.
“Hey,” I greet when they enter the living room. Both have serious looks on their face and Sera’s carrying sadness in her eyes. I grab Jesse’s hand but he already knows. I can tell by the rigidity of his stance.
“You found her,” he says before Sera and Cage even say hello.
“We did,” Cage replies.
“How bad was it?” I ask.
“Bad. Really bad,” Sera answers.
“Is she dead?” Jesse asks.
Sera glances at me, then nods. “Yes.”
She’s hiding something. I don’t know what and I don’t think I
I collapse on top of her, and kiss her neck.
When I can feel my legs again, I look up into her eyes, running a fingertip down her cheek.
“Always and forever yours, Fee.”
“Only ever you.”
“Look at that,” Fee says. “Five minutes to spare.” She’s all grins.
“No thanks to you and your wandering hands,” I say, reminding her about the reason we had to rush in the first place.
“Are you seriously complaining about shower sex?”
“Never. You know how Gio can be.”
She nods.
“Let’s go see what’s so urgent.”
We head into the warehouse, nodding at the guards on the way in.
“Shit,” I mutter aloud, smelling the reason we’re here before I see it.
Sera stops. “Oh God, oh God, oh God.”
“Can you do this?” I ask, not blaming her one bit if she can’t.
She nods. “I just…” She closes her eyes and steadies her breathing, building her resolve back up. When she opens her eyes, that dead look she gets in them when she needs to shut down her feelings is there—the one I wear just as she does.
“I’m ready,” she says and I squeeze her hand.
We walk to the back of the warehouse where our interrogations take place.
Giovanni’s standing, facing us, his arms folded across his chest as he talks to Damian and Ernesto. Fuck. This is going to be bad.
When we reach them, all expressions are grim.
“Jana?” Sera asks.
Damian nods.
“Where did you find her?” I ask.
“In a warehouse much like this one,” Ernesto tells me.
“Was she dead?” Sera asks.
“No,” Damian replies, meeting her gaze.
“Then, how?”
“I gave her my gun,” Ernesto tells us.
“What?” she asks in surprise.
Ernesto sighs. “She’d have done it eventually if I hadn’t let her do it there. What they did to her, Sera.” He shakes his head. “They’re on a whole other level than we are.”
“They’re sick! Depraved!” she shouts. “And I’m one of them. I hate that I have their filthy blood flowing through my veins.”
“Serafina,” Giovanni begins. “Your father was nothing like them. The blood you have is clean. Just as I came to see Tommy as a Russo, so are you. You know this.”
“Fee. Don’t doubt who you are. Not now. Not because of this. They don’t get to do that to you again,” I tell her. She looks up at me, searching, and I give it to her. The man who won’t allow her to be anything less than the Fee she’s come to be.
“I’m good,” she says. “I’m good.”
“We need to talk to the Kingstons,” Giovanni announces.
“I’ll do it,” Sera volunteers. “Not that it’ll make it any easier for them, but I’m close to them.”
“All right,” Gio agrees.
“What are we going to do about those motherfuckers?” Damian asks.
I step forward, resting my hand on Sera’s back. “Here’s the plan we’ve been working on.”
W E JUST GET the babies laid down when Sera and Cage arrive. I’m so grateful she’s started calling ahead. If she’d come ten minutes earlier, I’d be wearing puke-covered clothes and Jesse would have the stain from Kaid’s pee stream going up his chest. I snicker inside. That was hilarious. I warned him he needed to cover up the boys’ penises when it was this cold in the house, but he didn’t listen. Thinking he knows better because he has a penis of his own. Ha!
I whip my hair up into a bun. God, I need a shower. I smell like baby powder and baby puke. Not a great combination.
“Hey,” I greet when they enter the living room. Both have serious looks on their face and Sera’s carrying sadness in her eyes. I grab Jesse’s hand but he already knows. I can tell by the rigidity of his stance.
“You found her,” he says before Sera and Cage even say hello.
“We did,” Cage replies.
“How bad was it?” I ask.
“Bad. Really bad,” Sera answers.
“Is she dead?” Jesse asks.
Sera glances at me, then nods. “Yes.”
She’s hiding something. I don’t know what and I don’t think I
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