Page 53 of Keep Me (Rebel Hearts Heists 2)
Royce grabs him and pulls him up onto the boat as I hoist myself over. Sloane’s arms are around me as she lets out a small sob, her wrists and feet red from the ropes.
“I love you.” I sear a kiss to her lips because thank fuck she’s alive.
Pierce is screaming and Royce must find it annoying, because the next thing I know he’s knocked unconscious by my friend’s huge fist. Good. I think we’re all on the same page about not turning him in … yet, or maybe never. Knowing that he’s positively dead would be a much better outcome than knowing he’s incarcerated somewhere. I want no chance of him ever being able to touch a hair on Sloane’s head again.
“Patch him up,” I demand, so he won’t bleed out.
“What the fuck do we do now?” River asks, looking panicked.
“We need to get to that fucking wedding, before they exchange those codes.”
Oh shit. I’d forgotten all about that.
