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It’s already closed…

I will never forget Mara and the things we experienced together over the years, but she’s gone and my life has to keep moving forward. My hand hovers over the door handle, and I close my eyes before pushing it down. The lock disengages, but I don’t shove it open. Instead, I release the handle and step back.

Fuck.

Raking my fingers through my hair, I head for the stairs and make my way down to the kitchen, where I can hear Heidi moving around. She glances up as I enter, and I take a moment to drink her in. I am a lucky bastard. Most people never find even one person to love them, and I’ve had two.

“Did Sophia go down okay?”

I nod, but I don’t want to talk about my daughter right now.

I prowl across the floor, capturing her between my body and the counter behind her. Slamming my lips to hers, I kiss her as if my life depends on it. Instantly, her arms come around my neck, her mouth meeting mine kiss for kiss.

Lifting her, I slide her arse onto the counter and step between her parted legs as our mouths fuse back together until we are forced apart so I can take a breath.

She lifts her bottom so I can pull her pants down, and I open my jeans just enough to free my cock. In one solid move, I surge into her body. Her nails dig into my shoulders, the gasp she makes turning my shaft into granite. I fuck her hard and fast, loving the little moans of pleasure she makes. The recklessness I feel as we both go over the edge and my cum fills her is indescribable.

Breathing hard, I bury my head in her shoulder, my legs feeling like jelly. “Fuck, that was perfection.”

I like how flushed her face is when I pull back. I like knowing I affect her full stop. “You always give me what I need.” Her hands trail over my jaw, as if tracing every inch of me.

“Let me grab some tissue.” I pull back out of her body, taking in an eyeful of my spunk dripping out of her pretty pussy. Fuck, I like how that looks.

I grab a roll of toilet paper from the packet under the sink and move between her legs again. She watches in silence as I clean her up, but the electricity between us is dizzying.

A loud bang has me instinctively pulling her off the counter and pushing her to the ground. I recognise the sound for what it is—the back gate swinging open and hitting the fence. “Stay down,” I order.

I press Heidi onto the floor as I slowly rise to peer out the kitchen window. The garden looks the same as always. The small patio area in front of the sliding doors needs weeding, and the grass beyond needs mowing, but there are no figures standing, waiting to attack. The back gate is open, the street beyond visible.

Heidi grabs my bicep as I try to creep towards the back door. “You can’t go out there alone.”

She doesn’t question whether or not we’re being attacked. She already knows how it feels to be in the firing line of our enemies and what they are capable of.

I press a kiss to the corner of her mouth, holding her head between my hands. “I have to make sure it’s safe.” I hand her my phone. “If I’m not back in a couple of minutes, call Howler, then grab Sophia and get the fuck out of the house. One of the prospects should be waiting across the street.”

Her eyes are scared, but I also see determination in them. I know that no matter what happens to me, Heidi will protect my daughter, and that loosens the bands wrapped around my ribs.

I slide the patio door open, pulling one of my knives out from my back pocket and flicking it open.

As I step into the garden, nothing moves other than the plants blowing in the breeze. I walk to the back gate and carefully peer through it, but there’s nothing on the other side either.

Checking the lock, I see nothing there. I guess the wind must have blown the catch free. I shut the gate, making sure it’s properly latched this time, and with a final scan of the garden, I head back inside.

Heidi is waiting for me, one of my knives in her hand and a fierce expression on her face that only melts away when she sees me.

I close the patio door behind me, putting my knife away as I go to her. “I thought I told you to run if I don’t come back, not arm yourself.”

The defiance in her eyes as she stares up at me is fucking hot. “You really think I would just walk out of this house, leaving you to die or get hurt?”

She grabs me by the front of my shirt, pulling me into her as she captures my mouth with a searing kiss. I kiss her back, sensing she needs this and willing to show her that I feel the same as she does. I would do anything to keep her and my daughter safe.

When we pull apart, she nuzzles against my chest, wrapping her arms tightly around me as if she’s scared to let go. “I’m not losing anyone else. I don’t care what happens to me, but I can’t bury anyone else I love, Trick. If you think I would run and leave you to die, you’re fucking wrong.”

I hold her tight, knowing that in spite of everything, there is a light in this darkness that has shrouded us for so long, and I intend to keep walking towards it.

CHAPTER 20

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