Page 53 of Entangled
I felt absolutely no sadness that Lilah was dead. For everything she’d done to me and my father, that bitch should have met her end a long time ago. I’m just sorry I couldn’t see it.
Damn me for getting shot.
But I wouldn’t take my eyes off Jude’s as the life bled from his eyes.
I guess growing up around murder made me immune in a sick, twisted way.
Once you introduce someone to the darkness, it’s hard to keep them away from it. It’s even harder to keep it from seeping into their soul.
Now that Lilah was dead, there was nothing to hold me back anymore, and Jude’s end was finally coming. For the first time in a long time, I felt free. I’d soon be a widow, made by my own hand and the hand of the man I loved.
I took sick satisfaction in the way the universe was working out for the people who brought me the greatest amount of pain in my life.
“You’ll wantto take it easy the next few weeks. No driving, no exercise, and no sexual activity,” the doctor instructed.
I could have blushed at the last order, my mind instantly traveling back to the last time Kade and I had sex. It lit my nerve endings on fire in anticipation for the next time, and just a glance in his direction proved he was thinking the same thing.
Three days after I’d woken up, I’d been cleared to leave, and I couldn’t be happier. I could only handle so many reruns on TVwithout itching to get my hand on a book. Hospital magazines did nothing to satisfy the need to read something.
Since Kade promised to stay with me, Vanessa had been the one to bring me a change of clothes to go home in. I hadn’t realized until it was too late to ask Kade for her to grab me a book or two.
Once he realized, hedidoffer to go grab me a few, but I hadn’t wanted him to leave my side. I felt like a clingy girlfriend.
I would have texted Vanessa myself if I had any idea where my phone was, or what had happened to it in the chaos.
Thinking of myself as a clingy girlfriend reminded me that I had no idea what Kade and I were.
We’d had sex, and I knew we both had an immense amount of love for one another. He’d even called mehisfor fuck sakes. But we’d never put a label on anything.
How does one bring that up to the man she loves without sounding desperate and worried she’d be rejected?
I knew he wouldn’t, and I could feel that he cared deeply for me, but the nagging bitch in the back of my mind wouldn’t leave me alone in peace. She just had to get her two cents in.
But what else was new? My brain was something that never left me alone, even on my best days.
But no matter what, I knew I’d survive. If I could survive a turf war between two of the strongest crime families on the East coast, I could survive something as simple as the bad thoughts that plagued my mind.
“Princess?” A deep voice that I’d come to know well said from beside me.
“I’m sorry, I understand the rules,” I nodded to the doctor, who gave me a skeptical look before handing me my discharge papers.
I groaned as a nurse pushed a wheelchair up to the side of the bed, hating that my body couldn’t handle a simple walk from my room to the car.
“It’s for the best, Soren,” Kade laughed, noticing the sour look on my face and planting a kiss on my forehead as I took my spot in the chair.
“Yeah yeah,” I waved him off. “You’re driving.”
All he did was laugh before pushing me out the door and into the hallway.
Asshole.
“This is it?”I asked, not bothering to hide the skepticism from my tone. Kade had brought me to a warehouse in the middle of literal nowhere, and I was beginning to question my judgment when it came to this man.
“This is it,” he repeated, putting the SUV in park. “Are you sure you feel up to this?”
“It’s been almost a week since they discharged me, Kade. I want to get this over with so I know without a shadow of a doubt that this asshole will never be able to come near me again.”
“Fair enough, baby,” he replied, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me towards him, crashing his lips against mine.
