Page 121 of Brutal Savage

It’s then I sense him crying too, harder with every breath he takes.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. You can miss them with me.”

For minutes, we remain each other’s lifeline, feeling these emotions that sit dormant inside us. I’m glad he feels comfortable enough to cry with me.

“Maybe one day, you can tell me all about your parents.”

Teary eyes look up at me as he nods.

“I bet they were special and you miss them very much.”

He pouts, tears leaking down his cheeks.

“I love you, Brody.”

That makes his eyes fill with fresh tears. His arms jump around me, and he hugs me with all his might. I know this is his way of telling me he loves me right back.

Minutes pass when we finally put on the TV, and before I can turn on the movie, a news broadcast catches my eye.

“What the…”

A newscaster stands before a charred store, and it’s the name that makes my heart beat faster.

“The owner of the Carolina Herrera store in Boston says she’s completely distraught that the space burned to the ground late last night and into the morning hours. The fire marshal does not have an official cause yet, but he has told us they suspect it was bad wiring.”

I don’t hear the rest of it.

What are the chances? Maybe it’s karma? Though I didn’t want that to happen. That’s her livelihood.

Tynan appears in my thoughts.

Could he have…

No. He wouldn’t.

Your husband is in the Mob. Of course he would.

Oh, crap.

TYNAN

I have no idea if she knows I ordered Vera’s store to go up in flames, nor do I need her to know.

Whether she’s aware or not, I’ll always be there to protect her. Make all her wrongs right.

It’s what a husband does.

Vera’s lucky her store was all I took. She was close to losing her life, although I figured Elara might object to that line of justice.

The day drags, but thinking about my wife makes it tolerable. I hope I didn’t scare her off with what I did. Because that’s the last thing I want.

Images of us from last night fill my mind. The way she took my cock. How hard she came. The way it felt to wake up beside her this morning.

I watched her sleeping for a while before I got out of bed. My hand stroked her face, and I swear she smiled in her sleep.

I groan. I’d rather be with her and Brody instead of here in the office.

But there’s work to be done. The deal with the Russians had a little hiccup. One of their suppliers ended up dead, so they’re in the process of working with another. That may cause a delay in shipment, however, and my father isn’t too happy about it.

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