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We both wince as he pulls out, tucking himself back in his pants. He helps me off the table, redressing my lower half.

“Busy night?” I ask, curious as to why I never heard from him.

Running his hand through his hair, he sighs. “I’m sorry, baby. Things have been fucked up at work and I’m trying to keep a tight rope on everything.”

“You know you can talk to me about your job, right? I won’t judge you. You don’t have to carry the burden all by yourself anymore.”

He grins, like the weight of the world has lifted from his shoulders. “You offering is enough, little demon.”

He’s never had anyone to share his thoughts with. I want to be that person for him. “I’m serious, Colt. I can handle your lifestyle. Let me be here for you.”

He grips me by the back of the neck, crushing his lips to mine. Every time our mouths collide, it’s like an explosion of my soul, only to be pieced back together by the devil.

“My largest gun shipment was stolen and two of my guys were killed.” He says softly and I gasp. “I was tied up all night because we finally found a lead.”

“I’m sorry about your guys.” I whisper.

“The hardest part was telling their families. They’re familiar with the life, but it doesn’t make it any easier. Their funerals are tomorrow and it’s going to be hard.”

His eyes become distant and there’s no way I’ll let him face this alone. “It’ll be okay. I’ll be right beside you.”

He looks at me like I’ve grown two heads. “You want to go?”

Kissing him softly, I nod. “It’s you and me now, Devil. I go where you go.”

He crushes me to his body, holding me tightly. “I always want you by my side.”

“That’s where I belong.”

He pulls away, his brows creasing with concern. “We have unsavory allies, Nova. You’ll see some of them tomorrow. Stay by me at all times.”

“I will. I know you’ll protect me.”

Chapter Fourteen

Colt

This was a bad fucking idea.

We’ve just arrived at the funeral and these motherfuckers are staring at Nova like she’s fresh meat. I’ll kill them all in one sweep if they don’t avert their fucking eyes.

“Hey, are you okay?” She whispers gently.

“They were good men. It’s hard losing them, but it’s part of this life.”

She nods. “I understand. You’re so tense, I just wanted to check in.”

“I’m more concerned about these assholes staring at you.” I growl.

She pulls us to a stop, turning her entire body towards me. “What?”

“Look at them.” I snarl, meeting every one of their blatant stares.

She shakes her head, exasperated. “I’m yours, Colt.”

“I know and they’re about to find out. They either show you the respect you deserve, or I’ll kill them all.”

Her mouth opens and before she can respond, I pull her into me, kissing her temple, whispering my promise. “I’ll kill anyone who hurts you. If they touch one single hair on your pretty little head, I’ll torture them slowly. And that goes for anyone who looks at you or speaks to you in a way I deem inappropriate.”

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