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Another text message hit her phone.
Have it your way.
Jan’s slow trek to the house picked up speed, and Jamison beat on the balcony door, shouting to distract her from whatever she was planning to do.
The noise woke Liam, and instantly alert, he shoved on a pair of pants and ran over. “Get away from the window.”
She didn’t listen and kept yelling, but this time, her attempt worked. Jan stopped, her gaze finding Jamison in the window.
“Jesus,” Liam whispered. “Is that Jan?”
“Yeah.”
With a blissful smile on her lips, Jan slowly raised an arm, pointing the long blade in her hand directly at where they stood.
There was no time to react.
No way to stop it.
The knife sliced downward, and Jamison screamed.
Chapter 44
Propping an arm behind his head, Rowan decided that nothing had ever felt this good. A win under his belt and the woman he loved using his chest as a pillow were about the best things he could ask for in life.
When he and Liam arrived back at Haven, they shot off in separate directions, searching for their women. Annabeth had been upstairs, whacking the crap out of a punching bag.
“What is that smell?” she asked as he dragged her across the hall to her bedroom.
“Pig shit.”
“Why do you smell like pig shit?”
When she attempted to get away, he tossed her over his shoulder. “Because I tackled a guy and landed in it.”
He took a shower, and she watched until she couldn’t take it anymore. They had sex. Hard. Fast. A release of tension. Once in the shower, and a second time against the counter.
And it was nowhere near enough.
They next made it to the floor of her bedroom before beginning again. Attacking each other like animals. She rode, he bucked, and they came together in a mix of groans and pants.
And still, it wasn’t enough.
“Again,” she’d begged, rolling out of one climax and straight into another. “Please, again.”
Moving them to the mattress, he took her twice more, damn near breaking the headboard until neither could keep their eyes open.
“We need another shower.” With a yawn, she allowed him to tuck her at his side. “I probably look a mess.”
“You look thoroughly fucked, Ms. Howard.” His ego wouldn’t let him keep his mouth shut, and it wasn’t as if he were lying. “I love it.”
She went to sleep with a smile on her face.
To call the last two days a whirlwind would be an understatement. Out of those captured, seven were his people. Men and women, he personally approved or hired. Liam had been gutted when they discovered the moles on the security team, and Rowan now understood how he felt. The signs of Zanmi had once been so easy to spot, but these people were normal, making this whole thing all the more terrifying.
Exhaling the last of his worries for tonight, he allowed his eyes to shut. Next to him, Annabeth stirred, and he kissed her gently before falling asleep.
And even in sleep, she was with him.
