Page 73 of From My Past
“And how would you suggest we do that?” He leaned in a fraction closer, but holy shit, I felt like I was on fire.
“Kiss me,” I whispered and he wasted no time in leaning in the whole way. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his shoulders as his arms found my waist, pulling me closer.
There wasn’t any space between our clothed bodies and I loved it. But I needed more.
So much more.
“Take me to bed.” I whisper when he pulls away.
“Anything for my bride.” Kieron says with a soft smile, emphasizing the word bride before picking me up in a bridal carry and carrying me inside his house.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Kieron
Yet again, I’m pulled from my woman’s warm embrace and her naked body pushed up against me, by my goddamn cell phone.
“This better be fucking important.” I snarl into the phone, my voice husky from sleep, but I tried to keep my voice down to keep from waking up Talia.
“Call me on the encrypted line, ASAP, man. It’s important.” Trent’s voice comes through the speaker and I am immediately pulled from any remaining dredges that sleep had over me. He hung up and I looked down at the beautiful woman in my arms.
Her mouth was pouted in sleep and her eyes fluttered as she dreamed. Her dark purple hair was twisted and tangled from our mind-blowing activities last night. I quietly and very quickly extracted myself from her embrace, shoving my pillow under her head as it slid.
I closed the door as quietly as I could, basically sprinting to the table and computer when the door latched.
Booting up the computer and logging into the encrypted line, I cover my face with both of my hands and sigh. Trent calling and demanding to use the safe line was not a good sign.
“Kieron, man. Shit’s going down.” Trent’s face filled the screen and I could see just how stressed he was. I took a deep breath and let my shoulders straighten.
“I just got out of an emergency meeting the Garzino’s called, they even demanded all their staff working on your case to attend. They’ve created a game of getting her back. Talia now has a bounty on her head.”
“Fuck.Fuck.” I stand up and punch the back of the couch.
This means it’s hunting season for the Italians, and I need to swath Talia in bulletproof armor even more. Before, I knew Garzino was gunning for her, but now it’severyone.Mercenaries, other charters in the Mafia, gangs. Anyone that wanted the bounty, or to impress the Garzino Don.
“Kieron, there’s more.”
“What?” I say through clenched teeth.
“They’re scrambling to find ways to recover the income from the businesses we used to back. Not that they said that with those exact words. But Luca introduced a new income revenue.”
“And?”
“I’m fairly sure they are planning on entering the human trafficking trade. Selling girls and guys for the right price to whomever can pay for whatever they want.” Trent put his hands in front of his face like he was praying, his thumbs holding up his chin.
Shit just went from worse to catastrophic.
“Shit.” I snarl, then throw a couch pillow across the room as hard as I can and it hits a lamp. The force causes the lamp to topple over and crash, breaking the light bulb. “This can’t fucking happen, Trent. It can’t. I know that we do some shady shit, some deplorable shit, but never,never, selling people. I want to fucking murder them.”
“I get it, I do. I’ll keep watching and learning, but we need to start planning and let the Skipper know.”
“What’s going on?” Talia’s sweet voice carries through the room and I know in that instant that she heard everything. My head snaps around to see her standing there looking like a sex goddess, my t-shirt that’s more like a dress on her, slipping off her shoulder with her long bare legs crossed at the ankle.
“Nothing, baby. Nothing you need to worry about.” I say, reaching for her.
“It didn’t sound like nothing.”
“It’s work stuff.”
