Page 12 of Come Alive
Fucking Magnars, how many do I have to kill? And why is she already going back to California?
This wasn’t going according to plan, and it was pissing him off. He crumpled the ticket in his hand. The one that would have put him on the same flight as her.
He didn’t feel like flying after all.
He sighed. He needed to readjust, to formulate a new plan. Lowering his shades back down, he twisted around.
He surveyed his surroundings. Raising his left hand, he snapped his fingers. The buzz of energy dulled to the uniformsound of footsteps as hundreds of employees and patrons filed their way out of the airport. He would no longer be needing their services. And there was no use hiding his involvement. It was clear Mateo had sensed his presence.
Instead, he would simply need to lure his doll back here.
Kazi Baek.
Her otherguardwas noticeably absent. The man who had been by her side for over a decade. The one she was noticeablytooclose to.
He could use that.
He could also useJames’sconnection to Yara.
He tugged his phone out of his pocket, making a call.
“This is James.” A deep voice came through the speaker.
“I need you to come out this way. The business here will need your help. You’ll be leaving the day after tomorrow.”
“Sir?” Confusion and irritation filtered into the man’s tone.
“Do I need to remind you?”
A long breath came through the speaker. “NoSteve,I am aware of my obligations. Send me the information, and I will be ready to go.”
D—Steve—chuckled, even as his face heated in rage. “This will be the last time I call upon you. Promise.” He didn’t wait for a reply before disconnecting the call.
Excitement thrummed in his blood as he realized exactly how this was going to go.
His family reunion was just around the corner.
Chapter 7
Mateo
Mateo shifted as best he could under the beautiful woman. He attempted to articulate into words how he felt.
How she was theonlylight he had in his entire life. How it felt like he was walking through a blood-soaked tunnel until he found her. How she had rewired his brain chemistry in a matter of hours. How finding out she was pregnant was the best news he had ever heard. How he had already downloaded and began to read any books he could find on pregnancy to prepare for their future. How now that she was pregnant, he wouldn’t be letting her out of his sight.
“I didn’t exist before I met you, so what is the point in telling you the trauma of a different man?” Mateo grunted, nuzzling into the soft skin of her neck.
His chest throbbed…from his heart and the fresh ink tattooed over it.
Yara’s breath hitched as she tightened her arms around him.
“Mateo,please.You don’t have to tell me your darkest secrets, but I want to know you. Know who you are. Know your origin story.” Her voice cracked in emotion.
Mateo’s mind raced, his words jumbled in his brain, his mouth not connecting to them. “Yara, I—” He cleared his throat. “I have a hard time talking.”
Shame and embarrassment were a cyclone that stormed their way through his gut, but Yara reached for him, squeezing his hand reassuringly.
“I do too,” Yara admitted. “Better to be seen, not heard. I couldn’t be punished for misspeaking if I simply stayed silent.”
