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“Already?” I question, wondering how the hell she manages to do so much in less than a day.

She blinks, “Yes, already. I hate fucking sitting around twiddling my thumbs. So while you were off killing the arsehole that called me a whore, I was looking for a home for us. Now do you have any other questions?”

“Yeah,” I say and she raises an eyebrow. God, she’s so fucking hot when she’s pissed. “Did you get the Potassium?”

She puts her laptop onto the table in front of her and I watch as she takes a couple of breaths. “Of course.” She sounds insulted that I’d even ask her that. “Everything is set in motion, Dante, all you have to do is inject the bastard.”

I walk over to her and lift her off the sofa and into my arms. She holds onto my shoulders to steady herself. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” I whisper as I walk us out of the sitting room and the fight leaves her body. “I’m going to fuck up, my instincts tell me to protect you at all costs and sometimes I’m going to act before I can think.”

“Do it again, Dante, and I’ll kill you in your sleep.”

I grin as I enter our room. “I’ll try not to.”

She narrows her eyes at me. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

I grin, “Oh, baby, makeup sex with you is going to be fucking hot.”

She huffs, “Of course it is.”

I throw her onto the bed and she giggles. “Let’s see just how hot.”

Her eyes fill with lust as she watches me strip out of my pants. “Oh, Dante, we should have fucked while we were arguing. I’d say that would be off the charts.”

I fucking love this woman.

“Next time, baby,” I promise her and I’m rewarded by her soft smile.

God, what did I do in a past life to deserve her?

Nineteen

Dante

We’re havinga breakfast meeting with Seamus; he wanted to talk to Makenna and I and see what plans we had. At first Makenna was sceptical, but he wants them to work closely together seeing as they both only want what’s best for the Clann. She agrees with him and so do I. As much as her father would like to think that she’d go to him with any problems or ideas that we have, he’s not the one she’s gonna go to. She told me that she never did before and she won’t now. It’s what I’m here for, we’re a team and we work everything out together.

So far everything he’s said has made sense, and I can tell that Makenna is very impressed. He has deals in the works to open new businesses, plus the deals with the Triad on weapons. From what I’ve gathered the Gallagher’s and the Triad go way back, their relationships have been kept quiet and it serves them both well. But when push comes to shove, I wouldn’t trust them as far as I could throw them and neither does Makenna or her father.

“The shipment will be in on Monday,” he tells us and I know that he’s talking about the drugs. Last week, Makenna told him her concerns about the drugs going missing and we’ve set up a fucking sting to see if it’ll go missing again.

She nods and my jaw tightens, the thought of there being traitors among the men pisses me off. “Good, I want to make sure that the Underbosses know when and where.”

Seamus grins, “They will. Don’t worry, everything is in place.”

“Boss…” Finn says quietly, pulling our attention away from Seamus. I turn to Finn and see his stony expression. He’s got a good poker face, that’s for sure but when he glances at Romero I realize that they’re both pissed off.

“I’ll call you later, Da,” Makenna mutters as she slides out of the booth; I’m right behind her, throwing money down onto the table. I catch Seamus’ smirk before I follow Makenna. I reach her as she gets to the door.

Things between us have been better, especially when I realized that keeping her in the dark wasn’t the right thing to do. I was fucking right about make up sex, it was hotter than anything we’d ever done before. So much so that I’m seriously thinking about starting an argument just to see how amazing the sex would be.

“You okay?” she asks, tonight is the night that we go to dinner with my father. That motherfucker is finally going to meet his maker.

“Yeah,” I sigh. She’s asked me five times already today and it’s not even lunch time. “I’ve got this baby,” I tell her quietly glancing around to make sure that no-one can overhear our conversation.

“I know you do. I have complete faith in you, but that’s not what I meant.” She’s worried about how it’ll affect me, she thinks I’m going to go crazy after killing my father.

Her hand clasps mine and I give her a reassuring squeeze. “I’m going to be fine, it’s not going to faze me. That asshole has caused you enough pain to last a fucking lifetime,” I say as we exit the restaurant. I pull her into my body and hold her close. I love having her body against mine. “I love you, Makenna, and I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure you’re safe. This has been a long time coming for that asshole and I’m fucking glad that I’m the one that gets to end him,” I whisper in her ear so that no one can overhear us. She wraps her arms around me and holds on tight. “It’s all going to be okay. We’re going to have everything we’ve worked for.”

She nods, knowing that I’m right. Even though I have had this dread in the pit of my stomach all day.

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