Page 71 of Tattered Souls
I sighed, then opened my mouth to reply, when there was a knock at the door.
When Garrick didn’t move away from me to answer the door, I asked, “Are you going to get the door?”
“Nope. We’re having an important conversation. The only thing that matters to me is wrapped in my arms. Now, talk to me.”
There was another knock.
He still didn’t move.
There were three more knocks, then we heard, “Fucker, know y’all are home. Answer the motherfucking door.”
Garrick pressed a kiss on the top of my head. “Fine. Since it’s Dom.”
Garrick released his hold on me and then walked to the door.
He opened it just as Dom was about to knock again. “It’s about goddamned time. Wouldn’t have bothered you if it wasn’t important.”
“Hey Dom,” I said as I grabbed the hand towel off the stove handle and dried my hands.
“Hey, Darlin’,” he winked at me.
“What’s so fucking important?” Garrick asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“That motherfucker got bailed out of jail. Don’t know who fucking did it. But he’s been all over town asking where she is.”
I stiffened.
Garrick didn’t react. Well, he did, but he didn’t do what I thought he was going to do.
No, Garrick nodded, walked over to me, wrapped his big hands on either side of my face, and tilted my head so he had my eyes. Then he said, “Won’t let him touch you. Promise.”
I moved and wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his chest.
“You don’t go anywhere alone. Hear me?” he asked.
I nodded.
Because that actually sounded like a good idea.
It was a few minutes later when I asked Dom, “Want to stay for dinner?”
He winked, “Yeah. I’d like that.”
Garrick lifted a brow. “Going to ask me if it’s okay?”
I froze for a split second, then swallowed, and said, “No. You told me that this was my safe place.”
He winked. Then he smiled, “Good. Next time I ask you that, tell me to go fuck myself.”
And with that, he went to the fridge and tagged two beers.
Then he said, “Make your cake, baby. Going to show Dom that part I ordered.”
I nodded and got back to work.
I had just taken the cake out of the oven, and started on the noodles, and the beef tips and mushroom sauce, when the two of them came in.
Garrick pressed a kiss to the back of my neck and then washed his hands.
