Page 42 of The Mafia's Desire

“I’ll have Martin call him after we leave.”

“He’ll already know what I’m doing. They have cameras everywhere.”

“Shit,” Hope said. “Okay, so be ready to run to the car.”

“Ethan will be so mad,” Sara said.

Hope chuckled. “Yup. This will be the knock on the head he needs, and if it doesn’t work, I’ll send Blake and Grahm over there to kick his ass.”

Sara laughed. It felt good to be happy again. “I’ll be waiting.”

She changed clothes, brushed her hair and teeth before she left the bedroom, and started walking down the stairs when she heard the commotion by the front door. She hurried and then grinned when she saw Thomas had his arms crossed over his chest, scowling down at the four women as they all tried to explain things to him at the same time.

Beth saw her, walked over to her, grabbed her hand, and started pulling her toward the door.

“Wait,” Thomas said.

Faith smacked the man in his chest. “Listen up. It sounds like Ethan has his head up his ass again, and Sara is lonely. It’s our job as her cousins and friends to keep her company.”

“Can’t you do it here?” Thomas asked.

All the girls shook their heads.

Sara walked up to him and set her hand on his arm. “I will go crazy if I have to spend one more day in that room.”

“He never said you had to stay there.”

“Thomas, every time I tried to venture out and do something, he’d come and forbid me to do it.”

Thomas looked toward the ceiling, sighed, and then nodded. “Go. At least I know you’re guarded well.”

The girls squealed, latched onto her, and dragged her out of the house.

The next few hours were the most enjoyable she’d ever had. The girls showed her their “girl room,” which men were forbidden to come into. They talked about doing something similar in Ethan’s house. They had lunch in the garden and started to bake some cookies. She loved baking and hadn’t had a chance to for years. When she heard the bellowing, she knew her time had come to an end.

“Shit, I thought it would take him longer,” Faith said.

Sara braced herself when she heard footsteps. Ethan came into the room, furious.

“Woman, with me now,” Ethan growled and pointed down at the ground.

The women made a line in front of her with their arms crossed over their chests.

Ethan’s eyes widened.

“Ethan,” Alastair said, coming up to him from behind. “It’s good to see you.” He slapped his cousin’s shoulder. “What’s the problem?”

“I want Sara to come home right now, and the girls are being rebellious and keeping her from me.”

“What did Sara do?” Alastair asked.

The girls said nothing.

“This is between Sara and me.” He looked at Sara. “Now, let’s go home.”

“What if she wants to make this her home?” Hope asked.

Sara felt bad at the shock on Ethan’s face and took a step toward him only to have Angel grab onto her arm.

---