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“I just need to not think for a while. Just make me forget.”

Crap. He was breaking me. My eyes stung, but I vowed to be the strong one for once.

“Anything, Kota. I’d do anything to take away your pain.”

I kissed him then, pouring everything I could into the kiss. Held him still, not allowing him to move his head at all. He wanted not to think? I’d make sure that happened.

I walked Kota back to the couch and dropped us both down, careful not to crush him. Never letting my mouth leave his. Kota’s fingers curled in my hair, and I think both of us were devastated when we had to stop to breathe.

My mouth trailed down his neck as my hands slid under his shirt and pushed it up. “Kota,” I muttered into his skin. “Fuck, sweetheart.”

I stood up so I could kneel between his legs, but Dakota stopped me. “Let me. I need to be the one.”

My nose scrunched in confusion, and I went to ask what he meant when Kota knelt between my legs. I sucked in a breath as he unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my thighs, exposing my hardening dick. He took it in his mouth, not really sucking, but more getting it wet and causing my cock to thicken. Unsure of what was going on or what was needed, I just stood there, one hand gently resting in his hair.

“Fuck my mouth, Jay. Make it so the only thing I could think about is breathing and pleasing you. I belong to you, not some fucker terrorizing us. Claim me and make both of us forget.”

I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair and my eyes burning with unshed tears. Holy fuck, this man…

“Anything, sweetheart. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Fuckin’ forever.”

Dakota opened his mouth, and I pushed in, giving him everything he asked for and everything he needed.

CHAPTER 19

JAY

I thankedBeck as he dropped me off at the entrance of the hospital in the car he borrowed from Wes. He offered to go in with me, but I turned it down. Wes had a meeting with his old team— Riley was pretty sure he was quitting— so Ri was at work alone, which always put Beck on edge. So far they hadn’t been targeted, thank fuck, but after the threats in my car none of us wanted to take chances. Ri could handle himself, obviously, but Beck would always be an overprotective mother fucker when it came to him. Not that I couldn’t relate.

There was an issue with some of the equipment, so we all got sent home early from our shift today. It sucked because I was trying to make enough money for a new truck, but it did mean I got to surprise Kota at work.

The last two weeks since the birthday party had been wild. We were basically living at the safe house. The place was nice, but I missed my apartment. I missed Kota’s apartment. I was finally feeling like I had a home and this psycho asshole took it from me. Besides, it was so fuckin’ far and nowhere near public transportation. Wes suggested Dakota shouldn’t drive his car, which I agreed with, but it left us kinda stuck. Diego let us have one of the ones in Luca’s garage, but I didn’t feel comfortabledriving it. I’d be pulled over and arrested for car theft before I could blink.

That meant relying on rides though, and that was making me crawl outta my skin. I fuckin’ hated having to rely on others like that. I wanted my freedom to come and go as I pleased, and we just didn’t have that right now.

Diego was pretty sure our phones had been cloned, which was how the guy was tracking us. It had me asking so many questions. Who was this person? They clearly had skills that I would never expect from most people. Was it even only one person? It was stuff we had no answers to.

Diego had given us new phones, ones they’d secured, but I sorta missed my old one with the big-ass crack across the screen. I never thought I’d miss anything about my old life, but all I wanted now was to get it back.

The security guard on the first floor knew me by now and waved me up. I thanked him and took the elevator to Kota’s floor. He still had a few hours left, but I figured I’d just hang in the waiting room until he was ready to leave. It wasn’t like I had anything better to do anyway.

There was a small family waiting room, one I was very familiar with after my time here with Mom. I spent a lot of hours sitting in the same chair I was sitting in now, waiting for the time when the doctor came out to tell me Ma had died. I wondered if it should bother me more? Like this place should bring up horrible memories, and it did. But I felt sort of numb to them. I do believe my mom loved me in her way, but I came to terms a long time ago that she wasn’t a good mom. She lost her battle to her demons years before they finally killed her and I had been living with a ghost a long-ass time. She was finally at peace, and I had a chance to move on with my life. That’s what I thought of while sitting in the hard plastic chair, not whatever sadness I felt when she passed.

Someone else entered the room and sat on the opposite side. I gave him an up-nod and closed my eyes, half-dozing. The bed in the safe house was comfortable, but it wasn’t my bed. I’d been struggling with sleeping, even with Dakota at my side.

It felt like someone was watching me though, so I opened my eyes, only to see the guy staring at me intently. He looked…familiar. I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to figure out where I knew him from when he spoke.

“You’re Dakota’sboyfriend, aren’t you?” He said the word boyfriend with a sneer, like the word disgusted him.

The tone, the unnerving way he watched me, his phrasing…something triggered the memory. Me, walking into the hospital and watching some fucker talk up my boyfriend while Dakota stood stiff as fuck, clearly uncomfortable.

My body moved before my mind caught up. I had this asshole up out of his chair by his neck and shoved against the wall.

He let out a pained grunt as the air whooshed out of him. His hands gripped my wrist, his nails digging in as he tried to get me to loosen the hold I had on his throat, but I didn’t fuckin’ budge.

“Get…off…me…asshole…” he gasped out as I tightened my grip. My vision was getting dark around the edges and I was close to snapping. I took a deep breath and loosened my hold, only slightly, when the guy started to change colors.

“Why the fuck are you stalking Dakota? What do you want with him?”

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