Page 49 of All My Broken Pieces

Much to my relief he pushes to his feet and leaves the room, flicking the light off and closing the door behind him. I’m left in complete darkness, my breathing speeding up as I try to figure out what the fuck is going on.

I shudder, still able to feel the weight of his gaze on me even now. The man who claimed to be her boss, the man who threatened me,kidnappedme, just by association.

Yeah,reallydon’t want to get involved inthatagain.

Noticing my reaction, she sighs, running a hand through her hair. “That, that right there is exactly why I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to cause you pain,mi vida.” Looking up at me again, she holds her hand out. “Just come lie with me.” Herwords hold a plea that I don’t understand, but I’m too tired and emotionally drained to try to look into it further.

“Okay.” I agree, allowing her to lead me to the bedroom.

She proceeds to carefully undress me before doing the same to herself. Climbing into the bed, she pulls me back against her, nuzzling my neck and placing soft kisses on my skin. “I love you.” She whispers, something about her inflection makes me agitated, but the feeling subsides as she strokes my hair.

She begins to hum, the sound of her voice lulling me into a sense of comfort. Before long, I find myself drifting off to sleep. Comfortable in her arms.

Chapter 22

Arriana

I can’t sleep.

Peering down at my beautiful girl, all I can think about is what’s about to happen. Things escalated quickly following our brief meeting earlier, Andrew’s worried update that sitting and waiting it out might not be possible after all came through shortly after we left.

I should run, that’s what Andrew suggested. Hell, even Killian pushed for the idea. Although I can’t help but wonder if part of his reasoning was to simply get me out of his life.

But I can’t do that, I won’t do that. Because I’m not leaving her, and I’m not dragging her away from everything and everyone she knows because ofmymistake.

My phone buzzes on the nightstand. Carefully extracting myself from Fallon, I roll over and pull up the message.

Drewbie

The warrant has officially been issued.

You’ve gotta get out of here

Me

I can’t

Drewbie

Princess, please. I’ll clear this up but you

can’t be there when they come for you

I look at Fallon’s sleeping form, biting my lip.

If I’m not here, what happens to her?

I close my eyes, blowing out a heavy breath.

Me

I can’t do that to her.

You’ll figure it out

GIF of a man throwing finger guns

with the words “you got this”

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