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“You blew up the villa! On purpose!”
“Brynn—”
“A villa where you were trapped inside the basement.”
This time, he wisely closed his mouth.
She gripped the front of his shirt. “I love you, Vander Norcross. But you’renotto take stupid risks like that again. Understand? You’re going to be a father.” Her voice lowered. “I need you.Weneed you.”
He cursed, then she was in his arms, and he kissed the hell out of her.
When he finally lifted his mouth from hers, she pressed her face to his chest.
“It was a calculated risk, baby,” he said. “I’ll never leave you. I’ll always fight to find my way back to you.”
Everything inside her melted. She felt the full force of his love. It wasn’t soft or delicate, it was dark, strong, and intense. Just like him.
“We’re going to have company real soon,” Justin said. “I’m pretty sure Navarro is not going to be happy about you blowing up his villa.”
“He deserved it,” Vander said. “He’s the one who believed his stupid nephew.”
“So this was Tommy’s doing,” Brynn muttered. “I guessed as much when I realized they were related.”
“Old Tommy tattled to his uncle,” Rhys said. “But didn’t share all the details.”
“Yes, I heard Navarro complaining that he thought he’d nabbed a small-time PI.”
Vander’s dark gaze narrowed. “Oh, I’ll deal with Tommy when we get home.” His tone was as sharp as a blade. “For now, let’s get out of here.”
CHAPTER NINE
Their small group hurried down the corridor together. Vander stayed right beside Brynn.
“The stairs are this way,” she said.
She was here.
Vander didn’t like that she was in danger, but having her beside him soothed something in his soul. Like it always did.
He was gratified to see she was wearing the ballistic vest that he’d packed for her. He was also damn glad to have a weapon back in his hand. Brynn had given him his Glock. His grip tightened on the handgun. Yeah, he felt much better now.
They turned a corner, and more of Navarro’s guards were running at them, weapons raised.
He and Brynn lifted their guns at the same time and fired.
Stepping over the bodies, they kept moving.
“There,” she said. “Those are the stairs.”
They were halfway to the stairs when guards rushed out of a side door. They were too close to fire on.
He and Brynn moved in unison. They switched their weapons to their left hands. She ducked low, while he stayed high. He punched a man in the chest, while she struck low and knocked the man’s legs out from under him.
He cried out and fell.
Brynn and Vander both spun, attacking smoothly. She crunched her boot into a guard’s foot then dropped to a knee, and landed a blow between his legs. He doubled over with a grunt and Vander kicked him in the back. He landed heavily, face first on the floor, with a deep groan.
Vander held out a hand. Brynn grabbed it and he hauled her up.
