Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“Oh my god!” they both cried at once.
I backed off and let them have their space, but Brecken refused to let go of my hand, so it made their hugging and coddling slightly difficult.
Only after I was sure that she was okay did I give Ryler his second call of the day and say, “You need any help?”
“No.” He sounded amused. “Got this figured out just fine.”
“Don’t do anything stupid,” I suggested. “Let a professional handle cleanup.”
He paused for a few long seconds and said, “I’ll tell you the address once we’ve had our fun.”
Then he hung up, leaving me to listen to the three women talk.
Well, JJ and McCoy talked.
Brecken added in a few short words here and there when she could.
Hours passed like that as she was finally moved up to her room.
And when she was passed out from painkillers, and I got the call for a cleanup, I left her in the good hands of her sisters and did just that.
I found him exactly where they said he’d be left.
Naked.
Bloodied.
And missing a penis.
There was a note stapled to his chest that said, “Your turn.”
I smiled and had my turn.
Hours later, after cleaning up after myself, I walked back into the hospital fully expecting the sisters to be there.
I found the brothers as well.
They were all gathered around her, speaking quietly.
I found her sleeping soundly when my phone rang.
“Detective incoming.”
Lev.
“Thanks,” I said as I hung up and pocketed my phone.
I stayed where I was, ass to the side of Brecken’s bed, when he showed in the doorway.
His eyes took in the room, then the woman at my side.
He studied her for a long second, then turned to me. “A second?”
I got up and headed out to the hall and was unsurprised to find the room following me.
He looked at the group, then at me.
“You know where Mr. Tomlinson is?” he asked.
“No, but if he’s smart, he’ll stay wherever the fuck he’s hiding,” I snapped. “If I saw him right now, I’d kill him.”
He nodded. “You see him, you call me.”
I nearly laughed.
He knew damn well I wouldn’t call him if I saw him.
I’d handle him.
Well…again.
“Sure thing,” I lied.
“You’re not gonna call me, are you?” Haze asked.
“Nope,” I said.
“Guess I hope that I find him before you do, then.” He sighed.
Then he was gone.
Cayden called in the next second, forgoing any conversations, and I placed the phone to my ear.
“Got your drop off. We’re headed to the ports.”
Then Cayden was gone, leaving me with a smile.
Cayden would handle the trash.
Or the fish would.
Not sure which.
I knew one thing, though.
I didn’t fucking care, as long as the motherfucker didn’t show up again.
“He’s quick, isn’t he?” Tibbs asked.
I looked to the youngest brother and said, “Haze is someone that’s been dogging my heels since I got here. He’s fast, all right. And smart. Don’t go anywhere near him if you can help it.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” Tibbs smiled. “So, how was your dinner?”
I grinned at him and said, “I’m still hungry for some reason.”
Fuck around and find out.
—new Semyonov family creed
BRECKEN
I was moved into a mini mansion on the lake.
I fully expected to go home with Shasha.
I hadn’t expected to go home with Shasha with all of my stuff already there in his house.
And I do mean all of it.
My apartment was probably bare and already being rented to someone else.
Not that I really minded.
I’d spent a week in the hospital recovering from a broken face—well, it was still broken. There was just nothing that they could do to fix it but monitor me.
I’d managed not to lose any teeth, which I was considering a win.
My face was very black and blue. My everything was sore.
I had a broken collarbone as well.
And I also had another six weeks of paid leave.
I’d gotten hundreds of visitors at the hospital from students to staff.
And throughout it all, Shasha hadn’t left me once.
Which had me questioning how he’d moved me in without me noticing and hidden his coordination efforts.
I looked around the room that had my bedspread on his king-size bed, then went to the curtains that once hung in my living room and shook my head.
Pain, though not near as severe, assaulted me.
“How?” I croaked.
“Your brothers and sisters,” I said. “Mine helped, but yours were way more helpful than mine.”
I snickered. “Dima is a spaz.”
I’d gotten to know his family really well over the last week, and I loved them all.
Oh, and I was now engaged to their brother, which they were very excited about.
Another unsurprising thing happened, too. I found out that I was pregnant.
In the hospital when they’d run blood tests two days ago.
I was, of course, ecstatic.
But even more, Shasha was ecstatic, too.
It all felt so right that nothing could feel wrong.
A strong arm wrapped around my waist, and Shasha’s voice rumbled against my ear.