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“What’s my second?”Michaelasked.
“Thinking we wouldn’t find outthe truth.”Tiny closed the distance between them.When he placedhis hands on Michael’s shoulders it took all of his strength not tocrumble under the pressure.Tiny was an older man, but he surewasn’t weak.
Tiny smirked, clearly seeing how strong hewas.He fisted the lapels of his jacket.Michael jerked in his armsfeeling more like a rag doll than a fully grown man.
“Michael Granito, Fort Wills ismy town, and I take care of everyone in my town.”
“What the fuck are yougetting at?”Michael asked, gritting the words between histeeth.
“What am I getting at?”Tiny asked, smiling.
Nodding, he glanced behind him knowinghis guards were waiting for the signal to come to his aid.The lastthing he needed was for this man to see him in need ofhelp.
“I know about you.I know aboutthe girls.If I so much as find any of our women, and I don’t justmean the club women, missing, I’m coming for you.All of my enemieshave one destination.Do you know where?”
Michaelwaited for Tiny to finish.
“In the ground.Fuck with me andit will be your last act.”Tiny shoved him away.“Get the fuck offmy property.”
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One week later
Kelsey checked over the chickenwith garlic and thyme in the oven.The rice she’d cooked waskeeping warm in the oven, and the sauce was on the stove.One week they’dbeen in Paradise Rocks, but it felt like a lifetime.He’d beenworking at the mechanic shop for a couple of days returning homestinking of engine fluid and covered in grease.Leaving the kitchenshe cleaned away the mess from her day at home.Killer’s one demandfor her was to soak up the sun while he was at work.
She missed working as a dental nurseand wished there was a way for them to get back to their lives.Standing at the window she stared out over the lawn.The grassdidn’t need mowing.Her life was so boring.
When Killer got home, he’d go for ashower, then eat his dinner before they sat down watching movies.By the time they got to bed he’d hold her close and fall asleep.Nothing else happened between them.
“This fucking sucks,” she said,cursing out like mad.She wanted Killer to touch her, to make loveto her.The other day he’d taken her to thelibrary, andshe’d absorbed every sex scene she could find.Watching movies shehoped the love scenes they saw would spark something inside him.Instead he looked bored more than anything else.
Her wrists were healing.The plasterswould be coming off in no time.Sandy was stopping by to check themover on Friday.She couldn’t wait to have them come off.
Thumping the pillow she glared at herreflection.Her body was on fire, and she didn’t even get to talkto Tate, who always calmed her down.
“Fuck, what did the pillowdo?”Killer asked, catching her attention.Turning around she sawhe’d come through the back door.
“Why did you come throughthe back door?”She stood up, pushing strands of hair off herface.
“I’m a mess.”He opened hisarms up for her to see all the mess.“I’m heading for a shower.We’ll talk in a minute.”
No, we won’t talk.You’lleat, andthen we’ll watch a movie, and nothing will ever happen.
Ranting through her thoughts, she stampedher foot.Feeling childish, she headed back into the kitchen tofinally serve them up some food.She tried to squash the feelingsdown.Killer tried more moves on her when they weren’t alone.Histouch always set her aflame.
I’m a twenty-six year oldvirgin.
Fuck, I almost died avirgin.
Tears filled her eyes at the uselessnessof her situation.How could she beg him for sex?It wasn’t in herstyle at all, yet it was all she could imagine.Her dreams werefilled with his possessive touch.By the time morning came she wasso turned on and shaken she left the bed before he could see herbreaking apart for his touch.
She took out the chicken, served uptwo plates of food.Pouring the sauce over the meal she heardKiller enter the room.
“Something smells so good,”he said, taking a seat.
Putting the plate in front of him, shewaited for him to sit before grabbing her own plate and sittingnext to him.Remaining silent, she ate without even looking at him.His cell phone buzzed, and he pulled it out to read thetext.
The last thing she knew about Fort Willsand Michael was the fact they couldn’t find the proof linking himto some underhanded dealings.Part of her hope they never foundanything as that way she and Killer would be alone a lotlonger.
