Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
MAVERICK
“You sure it’s a good idea having him come here?” Wrath asks arms stretched to indicate our place.
“Yeah.” I nod and glance over to where Nevaeh is sitting on a stool, listening quietly while eating pizza. “We have him come here, get a feel for him, then go from there in finding a property that will work for what he wants.
“I’ve checked into him and from what he told Viking, it’s all legit,” Pirate speaks up. “The guy is running a mail-order bride or groom business that he runs through another business. It’s interesting how he does it, and I’ve gotta respect what people have said about the way he handles clients.”
“You’re meeting with a guy who sells mail-ordered brides?” Nevaeh asks, frowning.
“The men and women who are sold off, as bad as it sounds, agree to it,” Pirate answers. “Roman Cohen looks out for those who are in his stable until given to a client. They don’t go anywhere without Roman having the client vetted first, and even then, he checks on his people.”
“Oh, well, that’s nice, I suppose.” She shrugs.
“Sweets, to some people, this is their way of escaping their lives and finding a new one,” I explain.
“I get it.” She nods and takes another bite out of her pizza.
She chews, swallows, and takes a sip of her drink before speaking again.
“I mean, if given the chance to escape ‘Master’, I would have done it. But you guys came for us. You didn’t even know us and yet when you rescued Fawn, you saved us too. ”
Damn, if those words aren’t a sucker punch to the gut. The very thought of something happening to her. The what-ifs try to seep in as I think if Fawn hadn’t been taken, we would never have found Nevaeh or the others. They’d still be in Hell, and I wouldn’t have her right here with me.
I ball my hands to fists as fury threatens to take hold. Sabotage sees this and gives a slight shake of his head. He knows what I’m thinking without me voicing it. He was there. Fuck, Fawn’s his daughter, so he feels it.
“How about we watch a movie?” Pirate suggests, clearing his throat. “Ouch, fucker,” he yells, jumping onto the counter, nearly putting his ass in a pizza box and looks to Nevaeh. “Your damn gremlin doesn’t fuckin’ like me.”
“He’s just showing you attention.” Nevaeh giggles wiping her hands with a napkin. “Just be nice to him and give him some love.”
“Are you fuckin’ serious, babe? No fuckin’ way am I about to get cozy with that demon. He keeps eyeing me like he wants a bite out of my ass.” Pirate grunts, causing Nevaeh to burst out laughing.
“You really that scared of this cat?” Wrath asks and chuckles while he bends and picks Gizmo up off the floor.
“Fuck you.” Pirate jumps off counter and backs away from Wrath. “That fucker is a demon possessed and is coming after me for my damn soul.”
Chuckling, I shake my head and move to my woman. When I get close, I wrap my arms around her shoulders and hold her close, my front pressing to her back. “What do you think about a movie? Or do you want to do something else?”
“I don’t know,” she answers, tilting her head to glance up at me. “Can we maybe go to the surf shop?”
Her question reminds me about what happened on the beach and the shit that’s scarred into her body.
The scars marring her stomach are thin but large enough to make out the words, claiming her to be a whore.
It was all I could do to keep from flipping my shit when I first saw them, but she didn’t need that.
Didn’t need to see me lose it. Hell, she probably would have taken it as rejection. I know her.
“Yeah, Sweets, we can do that.” I nod and pull away. “You done eating?”
“Yep,” she says, spinning on the stool and hopping off. “I just need to grab my purse first.”
“You don’t need to take your purse with you,” I inform her.
“Yes, I do. Otherwise, I won’t be able to pay for my bathing suit. And I might see about finding something for Ryann to bring back to her.”
I notice the way Ryann’s name gets Sabotage’s attention but ignore it.
“Sweets, you don’t need it. I’ve got you covered.”
“But . . .”
I grip her waist and pull her into me. “Nevaeh, I’ve got you covered.
” Nevaeh opens her mouth to protest again, but I claim her lips stopping her.
I love the taste of her. It’s intoxicating.
Just as quickly as I kiss her, I pull away.
“I’ve got you covered, Sweets, whenever we’re together, I always have you covered. Okay?”
“I . . . okay,” she murmurs.
“Good. Now, let’s go.” I let her waist go and take one of her hands in mine as I look to my brothers. “We’ll be back.”
“Wait, I’m coming too,” Pirate says, eyeing Gizmo. “I’m not being left here with that damn cat.”
Gizmo has his eyes on Pirate and makes a growling sound almost like a purr. Wrath sets the cat down and he moves straight to Pirate and swats at his jean covered leg.
“Fuck,” Pirate yells and jumps back. “See, he’s possessed.”
Nevaeh laughs, lets go of my hand, and moves to pick Gizmo up. “I’ll go put him in the room.”
“How about we all go to the surf shop?” Sabotage suggests. “I want to get something for Rocco while we’re here.”
“Sounds good.” I nod and wait for Nevaeh to come back out of the room. When she does, I smirk and shake my head because she also has her purse crossed over her body. “Ready?”
“Ready.”
“I don’t know,” Nevaeh says, holding up two one-piece bathing suits, both sexy as fuck and would still give her the security she needs.
“Sweets, just try them on. I’m betting they both will look damn good on you.” Hell, my cock is already liking the idea of seeing her in them. The sight of her in a bikini, though, I wish she’d wear that damn thing every day, all day.
“Okay.” She nods and goes in the dressing room. I lean against one of the sale racks and wait. A couple minutes pass before she opens the door with the first one on. “What do you think?”
I give her body a good look and lift my hand to tell her to spin around.
She does and I bite back a groan. “Damn sexy, Sweets.” The black looks good on her, and the way it’s open in the back, covering only her ass, has me wanting to step into the dressing room and peel it off her in order to put my mouth between those legs of hers.
The front dips low enough to show off her ample tits while still covering her stomach. “You’re getting that one.”
“I take it you like it.” She smiles.
“Damn straight, I like it. Hell, I fuckin’ love it on you.
” I step close to her, leaving no space between us.
“Doesn’t matter what you wear, Sweets, I’m gonna love it on you.
No matter what. That being said . . . something like this,” I trail my fingers up her side and breast, “I’m really gonna love it.
It’ll tease me and have me hard the entire time. ”
“I’ll get this one then.” Her voice no more than a breath.
“Good,” I say just as quietly. “You can also get the other one. Just get dressed and we’ll get out of here and back to the house. Then we’ll get in the hot tub.”
The idea of getting her in the hot tub has images popping into my head.
I’m looking forward to the possibilities of what’s to come, but tonight, I’m gonna have to be on my best behavior and not push my woman harder than she’s ready for.
We still have to get up early in the morning to go handle business and meet with Romeo Cohen.
Afterward, I’ll spend some more time on the beach with Nevaeh and hopefully get rid of my brothers for a while.