Page 100 of Beautiful Trauma
“Yes.”
“While you’re fucking me?”
I jerked my head back in shock. “Seriously?”
A shiver went through her. “It’s hot.”
Before I could answer, my phone started ringing. With a grin. I said, “Saved by the bell.”
Mila narrowed her wolf-eyes at me. “You better not answer it while we are on our date.”
“Fine,” I relented.
“Good. Now, where was I?”
When the phone went off immediately again two more times, I groaned. “I’m sorry, but I seriously have to take this.”
“Fine,” she huffed.
After glancing at the ID and seeing Quinn‘s name, I didn’t say hello. Instead, I demanded, “What is it, Quinn?”
“Why the fuck aren’t you answering your phone?”
“I was busy.”
“We need you here. Now.”
Fear crashed down on me at his words. “What’s happened?”
“Nick Carras was murdered tonight.”
“Ava’s nephew?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck. I hate to hear that.”
Although I’d only met the guy a couple of times, Nick was one of those larger-than-life guys who you always had a good time with.
“There’s more. The killer is after a necklace that belongs to Ava’s family. If she doesn’t produce it in twenty-four hours, he’s going to continue taking out members of her family.”
I slid my palm over my face. “Seriously?”
“Unfortunately.”
“How’s Dare taking it?”
“Not well. At least Ava and Piper are safe now.”
“Okay, I’m on my way.”
“What’s your ETA?”
Inwardly, I groaned. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“No. You’ll get herenow.”
“I’m not in Boston.”
