Page 37 of Kade

“So, you’re still going to love me when I look like a whale from all this food you’ve just given me permission to eat as much of as I want?”

“I will always love you, no matter what you look like. You could gain four hundred pounds, and I’d still love you. I might haul your ass to the gym every day, but I’d love you.”

And that was why she loved him. He would love her no matter what. It was the simplest truth there was. He’d proven it time and time again.

“You’re perfect, Angelique Renee Kincaid.” He took her hand, kissing the palm. “Don’t you know that? You are absolutely perfect to me.”

Her heart melted. This man. God, how she loved him.

“You’re going to make me cry.” She blinked back tears.

He smiled, the warmth bleeding out of his expression forcing the tears to erupt. Had to be the hormones.

Angel took the tissue he handed her and blew her nose. She’d been prone to crying at the drop of a hat the last few weeks. Combined with her queasiness, she should have guessed she was pregnant. Her gaze landed on two suitcases standing against the wall across from the bed. “What’s with the suitcases?”

“We’re booked for the ten o’clock flight to Miami in the morning. I packed a few things earlier for both of us. I thought we go straight to JFK from here when they release you.”

“I thought you might try to sneak off without me.” She wiped her eyes with another tissue.

“I thought about it.” He took a swig of the root beer he’d gotten for himself. Nasty stuff. She had no idea how he could stomach it. “But then I knew you’d just lose Watkins and come by yourself.”

“You got that right.” She would have done exactly that, calling Kade a bastard the entire way. It was her favorite curse word to describe him. When he’d first come back into her life, that was what she’d called him. He’d forced her to let him keep her safe under police protection, never bothering to tell her he planned on being that police protection. At least it had forced them to deal with the past and for the truth to come out. It ended up with them back together as it always should have been.

“Why fight the inevitable?” He shrugged and bit into his sandwich. “I thought maybe we could swing by the old house and then the graveyard while we’re there.”

She froze, fry mid-way to her mouth. “Is it safe?”

“No, but I plan on having police protection while we do it.”

Kade watched the hope spring to life in her eyes. He’d called his old boss at the BAU and explained the situation to him. The man had agreed to send two agents to help him and coordinate with Miami PD. Since Mathew had been kidnapped, his boss said it fell under the BAU’s field of expertise. The agents would meet them at the Miami police department tomorrow.

“I really get to visit Peter’s grave?”

“Yes, baby, you really get to visit your brother’s grave.”

“But what about the police here? Won’t they want to question me before we leave town? I did see that poor nurse…” She broke off, wrapping her arms around herself. It pained Kade to see how much she blamed herself over the nurse’s death. It wasn’t her fault, though. The cartel didn’t leave witnesses behind.

“I already called and spoke to the detective. He’ll be here first thing in the morning to take your statement. Watkins kept them from questioning you when they came by earlier.”

“You did a lot while I was asleep. Did you and Conner get your business taken care of?”

Kade nodded. He wasn’t going to tell her about the crack house or going back to collect more weapons than he’d ever seen in his life. And how the fuck Conner came up with that much money blew his mind. No, he wasn’t telling Angel any of that. She’d only get upset, and then she’d blow up on Conner. His brother scared her, but when it came to protecting her family, she was a holy terror herself.

“I got dessert too. Milkshakes from McDonald’s, but I thought it would do.” He pulled the envelope from his jacket pocket. “I have something else for you too.”

He handed her the envelope and watched her forehead crease as she tried to make sense of what she was reading. “It’s the DNA results. He’s ours.”

“I didn’t need this to know he was mine.” Angel folded the paper, put it back into the envelope, and handed it back to Kade. “I knew it the minute I saw him. I should never have doubted myself.”

“A mother knows her child.” Kade smiled softly. “Scoot over.”

“Didn’t they threaten to ban you from my room if they caught you in bed with me again?” Angel laughed when he shrugged. Leave it to her husband to flaunt rules.

“It’s not like I’m going to finger fuck you. You’re recovering from a concussion and shock.”

“Who says I’m too ill to be finger fucked?” The idea excited her, especially with the nurses coming and going so often. She’d always been an exhibitionist. Her past as a stripper attested to that. Kade, though, was as prudish as they came, and she loved him more because of it.

When she scooted over, she moved a little too fast. The walls spun slightly. Not as bad as before, but still enough to make her close her eyes.

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