Page 66 of Mine, Forever

What the fuck had I missed?

“Eb?”

“I know what this looks like.”

“No… I don’t think you do. Explain.”

“My sisters are in danger. They didn’t want to be saved, but I needed to save them anyway. My mother was pissing me off, so I silenced her.”

“Usually, you kill to silence someone.”

“I-I can’t.”

I knew that feeling. I’d never been able to kill my father, although I had thought I had sent someone I could trust to do it for me. He was still alive, and I’d made no attempt on his life since he had showed up. Killing him would make life so much fucking easier, and yet I still couldn’t do it.

“Okay,” I said. “I get it. What danger are they in?”

“Whatever Adora put them in,” she told me. “She said something about owing the men who got them to be where they are now, but she wasn’t desirable or something along those lines and needed money which Giordy was supplying her.”

“Did she say who these men were?”

Ebony shook her head.

“Okay,” I sat down on the bed next to her. “The girls are going to wake up soon. We need to figure out a way to keep them under the radar while also figuring out who Adora owes.”

“We could use her as bait to bring them out,” she said.

“There’s my girl,” I replied, pulling her into my arms. She moved over my lap and straddled me. I laid down letting her run her hands under my shirt raking her nails down my chest. “What else has been happening?”

“Be quiet,” she whispered into my ear, ripping my shirt open. “Time for talking is over.”

She licked down my neck and back up to bite my earlobe. She was right, time for talking was over. I ran my hands up and down her back, digging into her skin causing her to arch her back.

York called out to me from outside the door. I was about ready to rip him from limb to limb for interrupting my time with Ebony, but she pushed off me and straightened her black skirt.

“Eb…”

“He’d only interrupt us if it was important.”

She was right. York knew better. I pulled the shredded shirt off my chest and pulled on another one before opening the door. York stood back, anticipating my anger.

“What?”

“Adora’s loose, she’s threatening to kill someone.”

“So throw her back in shackles.”

“She’s got a gun.”

Ebony pushed past York and me heading straight for the living area. I heard a shot go off, and my heart all but stopped. We both ran into the room to see a large hole in the wall next to Ebony’s head.

York ran for the gun, wrestling Adora to the ground. I was at Ebony’s side in seconds.

“Get inside.”

“No.”

Her defiance would usually have me cocking a gun at her temple, but right now I was just trying to get her to obey me so I could take care of her mother. Adora screamed, kicking at York, trying to free herself.

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