Chapter Five
Krista
I slowly open my eyes when I feel a warm hand on my cheek. “Daddy!” I gasp and throw myself into his arms as I instantly start sobbing.
“Shhh. I’ve got you,” he says, pulling me into his lap. We are at Maverick’s house, and I don’t even remember Luke coming back. I slept so hard that I missed it all, I guess.
“When did we get here?” I sniff and sit back to wipe my face.
“Luke called us around three in the morning. We got to y’all at the truck around five,” he says. “We got you some gas and got you here. Mav carried you in, and the boys finally fell asleep when we got you comfortable.”
“What time is it?” I ask.
“Two in the afternoon,” Maverick says as he pulls me up to hug me tightly.
“What about Austin. Is he…”
“He’s dead. Police have his body, and everything is taken care of. You’ll have to go down and make a statement, but it’s over.”
“It’s over?” I ask, making sure I heard him correctly.
“Yep,” Maverick says with a smile before hugging me again. “I’m so proud of you, Krista.”
“Thank you,” I mutter.
“Alright. Give her back,” Brady says, grabbing my hips and pulling me down to sit in his lap. He turns me so I can lay my legs across Luke and relax.
“Don’t get all gross, please,” Maverick says.
“Oh, like this?” Brady asks, grabbing my face and kissing me hard. His tongue slips into my mouth, and he moans dramatically, making me pull away and giggle.
Sitting here surrounded by them, knowing I am free, is the best feeling in the world. Moving forward, I can let myself live and enjoy my men and their savage desires.