Page 218 of Chaos Kills

“Tearing you apart from the guys.” She bows her head and bites down into her cheeseburger like she’s ripping Matteo’s head off. “That’ll be fixed.”

She hums in disagreement but doesn’t choose this time to argue.

“It’s not the end of the world,” I assure her. “They’ll both get over it.”

“Yeah, but will I be alive for that part?” She steers her eyes over to me. “I’m not Vivian, Sinatra. I don’t need you to convince me things are going to get better. They’re not. Not until the evil that threatens my future is gone.”

“And does that evil have a name?”

Bay’s chest rises before she says, “Emilio. Then Matteo. Then nobody.”

I gaze at her, studying her expression just as the radio to my car and the headlights turn off. We’re in complete darkness, and I knew the answer.

I just wanted to see if she was sticking to it.

But she forgot Ramsey.

And I know she hasn’t had a proper dose of him yet, but he’s never going to bow.

“And what happens to everything else, Little T?”

“Ask what you really want to ask me,” she challenges, steering her attention back to me and that’s her and I.

Fucking honesty.

“What are your plans for the boys?”

“Does that include you, too?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“Nothing.”

“We’re still doing this, Little T?”

“We’re still doing this, Sinatra. Nothing’s changed.”

“So, I can officially call you an ally?”

She extends her wrapped burger to me—ketchup, mustard, lettuce, extra pickles—and holds it there. “Make it official. I did.”

“How?”

Her face heaves upward, and it hits me again all at once.

Bay Astor sucked my cock like she was born to serve me behind closed doors and made me lose my entire mind.

“Is that what that was?” I ask. “I thought that was making sure I didn’t forget about you.”

Her lips coil into a cocky smirk. “We both know that could never happen for you. Now, eat the damn burger, Sinatra, or I’m gonna think you changed your mind.”

“I don’t eat that shit.”

“And I don’t suck off just anyone and allow them to shove their big dick into my pretty little mouth. Eat it.”

“I’m starting to think you’re coming up with plans to kill me again.”

She rolls her eyes. “My fuckin’ God, you baby, eat the damnburger.”

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