Page 141 of Five Fingers of Death

And the shitty part was that it made me feel better—like he really did understand my pain. Whatever he went through, it wasn’t the same, but it was enough to know that everyone had their issues. They came in all forms, and you either fought past those issues or got lost in the haze.

Smiling to myself, I pulled his pillow closer and caught a whiff of his masculine scent. God, I couldn’t remember ever being this happy. Even before…before all of that, nothing compared to what I felt when I was with him. I just wished I hadn’t pushed him away.

My fingers brushed over paper and I picked it up, rolling to my back.

Izzy,

You have no fucking idea how hard it was to wake up next to you and not kiss you or slide my hands over your body and feel my cock buried inside you. Like I said, it’ll come in time. I had to be at work early today, but I’ll see you later.

Get out of here for the day and do something fun. Make sure you take Eva with you. She’ll make sure someone’s watching out for you.

Jason

Grinning, I flung the covers off with a renewed sense of purpose. I knew exactly what I was going to do today. I’d been meaning to do it for some time now, and I had done my research into what was needed. I was ready for this.

After showering, I pulled on some clothes and headed out. All I had to do was convince Eva to take me to the license bureau. I had no idea where Vira was this morning, but chances were she was with Patrick.

“Izzy!” Kavanaugh called out, spotting me as I made my way to Eva’s house.

“Hey!”

His eyes roamed over me curiously as he approached. I never got the feeling he was interested in more with me, and right now, he looked like he was assessing if I was really okay.

“Headed out somewhere?” he asked.

“To Eva’s.” I pointed at her house, feeling more alive than I had in a long time. “I have things to do.”

He couldn’t hide the smile on his face. Not that he should. God, he was gorgeous when he smiled. Some woman was going to be very lucky.

“I know you’re probably going to tell me to mind my own business, but?—”

“I’m good,” I interrupted. “Really. I can see the questions in your eyes, but I promise you, I’m doing good.”

He nodded, smiling slightly at me. “Does this have anything to do with Jason slipping out of your house at the ass-crack of dawn?”

I blushed furiously at his implication. Yes, things had happened, but not what he was assuming. Not that I would tell him that. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He groaned, tossing his head back to look at the sky. “You know, one of these days, I’m gonna find a woman who makes me smile the way you are right now.”

“I really hope so. What are you up to?”

“About to head out on a job.”

Worry flitted through me and my eyes immediately went to the scar on his neck. I knew he was trained for this sort of thing, but that didn’t mean he was invincible, despite what the scar on his neck said.

“Be careful, okay?”

“I’m always not careful,” he said, flashing a grin my way. “I’ll come back in one piece.”

“Promise me.”

I wasn’t sure why I needed to hear the words so much, but he saw the intensity in my eyes and nodded, his smile dropping. “I swear. This one’s an easy one.”

“Isn’t that some kind of jinx?”

“Only if you’re flying with Scottie Dog,” he laughed. “I want all the details when I get back,” he called out as he turned away.

I waved and continued to Eva’s, pushing down the anxiety of him leaving. But then something else struck me as I walked up the steps to her house. What if it was Jason leaving? The thought of him in danger sent a spike of fear through me, but I pushed it away. He was safe and still on the property.

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