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His name left my lips on a moan.

“Good girl. That’s it. Give it all to me, baby.”

When my body was sated, my legs shaking, my thighs soaked, he pulled his fingers from me. I watched in awe as he brought his hand up, his skin glistening with me.

“I’m gonna drown in that little pussy, Nik. That’s fucking mine,” he said, his hand sliding up to cup my jaw. “You hear me? That’s all mine.”

I moaned, nodding. I was speechless.

He pressed his forehead to mine. “You’re all mine, yeah?”

My eyes met his, a question heavy on the tip of my tongue. “And—”

“Been yours,” he whispered, his thumb stroking my cheek. “Always have been. That’s never changed.”

Pleasure gone, my eyes filled with tears and, before I knew it, I was in his arms.

He lifted me again and carried me down the hall. No words were said as we entered his bedroom.

No words were said as he pulled my jeans off and cleaned me up.

He laid me on the bed and held me, still in just his sweats. I was naked, completely exposed, and for the first time in my life, I felt at peace.

When I woke a few hours later, the sun was just starting to rise, and Cain was gone.

When I checked my phone, there were messages about the meet, but the one from Cain made my heart leap.

Cain: My clover girl, last night wasn’t a fluke or a mistake. Remember that before your head starts telling you stupid shit. Pick you up at the loft this afternoon.

As I read his words, my heart started to pound even more as the words he’d said last night echoed in my head.

I saw the woman I fucking love, the woman I could never fucking have, wearing one of my old T-shirts from high school.

Cain Donovan loved me.

Chapter Twenty

Cain

“You're out of your damn mind,” Mina snapped, shaking her head.

Arms folded over my chest, I stared at her from the corner of Dontell’s kitchen. “It’s the only way,” I said calmly.

“Cain,” Amara called. I looked left to find the detective sitting at the bar, a steaming cup of coffee resting in her hands. “I don’t think you know—”

“I’ve been there before. I can survive it again,” I told her and everyone else in the room.

I looked across the kitchen to Lee and Dontell. “I only came here this morning to make sure that this tension between you two and Jer disappears,” I explained.

Lee’s jaw tightened and Dontell looked at Mina.

I continued, “The last thing we fucking need is to fall apart from the inside. I told Jer not to tell you about me going to Russia because I knew you two would’ve wanted to come.”

“And that was a bad thing?” Dontell quipped.

“Getting Ivan was my idea,” I said, looking over to Lee. “I’ve fucked up so much in my life, and I needed to do something right. Now, that opportunity is here again, and I have to take it.”

“No,” Mina said, her voice firm. “You don’t need to be the fucking hero, Cain. We can take down Kavi together—as a family.”

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