Page 65 of Forbidden Cravings

Angie’s eyes narrowed, but before she could reply, Cassie said, “You flirt with my man again, Angie, and I’ll lay you out, too.”

I swiveled to Casey, my brows creased in confusion. She walked over to her gun, locked it and put it in the waist of her skirt. “What?” she asked. “My brother is partners with the sexiest, most deadly boss in the territories. You don’t think he taught me how to shoot?”

I threw a glance at Tyson, who shrugged. “I taught her to fend for herself. She hits her mark every time.”

Casey put her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her face.

“Fuck, princess, I thought you were sexy before, but that takes you to an entirely different level of sexy.”

Tyson’s punch to my good arm threw me off balance.

“That’s still my sister, prick.”

“Better get used to it, Ty. And once they patch this arm up, my hands are gonna be all over her.”

She gave me a glorious smile, healing my heart and erasing the pain in my shoulder. The stress of the last few days and hours slipped away like the emptiness in my soul, the one she had replenished.

My eyes could not have beenany wider as Casey explained how she’d freed herself and Angie, then drove to the airport to stop her captors. The way she nonchalantly talked about killing them had me so hard it was a wonder I hadn’t come in my pants. The only reason I hadn’t was that Leo’s hands were on me, bandaging my wound after he sewed me up.

“You killed men from the most violent crime family like you were playing a game?”

“Eh, Angie killed one and shot another. Bashed the one guy in the head with that brick so many times there wasn’t much left of his skull.”

“Damn, you are something.”

“They weren’t hard to kill, though.”

My brows furrowed, and I tried not to wince at Leo’s rough touch. “You think they were marks?” I asked, knowing she knew enough of the business to know the difference.

Giving me a shrug, she said, “Not sure, but there was something off about them. For as deadly as the Omen are, they seemed…” she hesitated “…almost novice.”

“Case, they took out Donelli’s men, kidnapped you, and led an attack on Donelli. They weren’t novice.”

“Maybe I’m wrong.”

If she wasn’t so sharp, I would have considered that. “I’ll talk to Ty about it when this settles down.”

I had other plans first and with Tyson and our men heading to check on Donelli with Angie in tow, I had time to indulge myself.

Leo handed me a sling. “I’d put this on you and warn you about keeping that arm still, but I know you won’t listen.”

“Not right now, I won’t. Thanks Leo, once again your med school skills came to the rescue.”

“Good thing I dropped out to run in your pack, boss.”

“Good thing. Close the plane door on your way out,” I said, pulling Casey onto my lap. “And no one disturbs me.”

“Yes, sir,” he replied with a smirk.

My phone rang, and I answered, using my damaged arm to hold Casey in place.

“They only left two men on Donelli,” Tyson said. “I took care of them. They must have assumed he wasn’t a threat once they had him cornered and Tony down. Most of Donelli’s men are dead or injured. You were the bigger threat, so they sent all their men to greet us.”

“I’m surprised. Bad Omen don’t take chances.” I glanced at Casey, thinking of what she’d said that echoed my earlier thoughts. “Did you case the entire grounds?”

“Yeah, nothing.”

Something didn’t seem right about that either, but I couldn’t pinpoint what. “And Donelli?”

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