Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
“Yeah. I know that now.”
“You tell your brother he needs to take care of your mother, okay? He’s the head of the household now.” Dad shakes his head. “God, I was so glad to see him, and then he got whisked away by your grandfather, and before I knew it, I was being arrested. My firstborn son comes home, and I go away.”
“It’s not fair, Daddy.”
He looks at the bland walls in the visitation room. “Maybe it is. I drove him away all those years ago.”
“That wasn’t you. Vinnie told me some stuff.”
“What?” His eyebrows are raised in question.
Does he truly not know?
I blink for a minute before I respond. “You’ll have to ask him. He’ll come see you.”
“I’m not so sure of that.” He sighs. “I’m not sure your grandfather will let him out of his sight.”
“He’s living at the house with Mom. I just had dinner with them last night.”
“We’ll see how long that lasts.” He pats my hand. “Sweetheart, you take care of yourself.”
“Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for everything.”
“I made a lot of mistakes raising you kids, but one thing never wavered. My love for all three of you.”
“I know, Daddy.”
He stands and indicates to the guard that our visit is over. “Go now. Go home to the one you love. Make a life far away from all this, Savannah. Do it. For me.”
41
FALCON
Raven and Savannah bring me back to my place on the ranch. After conferring with Vinnie, I agreed to come back here with Savannah instead of returning to the safehouse. After all, we need the safe house to stay safe, and if we’re there, we risk people looking for us and finding it.
“You good here?” Raven asks.
“We are,” I say.
“Would you like to stay for dinner?” Savannah asks Raven. “It won’t be anything fancy. I ordered some groceries and I’m making spaghetti.”
“No, no. I should get home.” She gives me a hug. “You stay out of trouble, all right?’
“Ray, you know I never go looking for trouble.”
She looks me up and down, smirking at my scars and bandages. “Right.”
Savannah sees Raven to the door and then returns. “I should get dinner started.”
“I love my sister,” I say, “but I’m glad she didn’t take you up on your invitation.”
“I am too,” she says. “I think the two of us need some quiet time alone.”
“Not that quiet.” I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom.
“Falcon…” She pulls back on my arm. “It’s too soon. You’re still all bruised up, and you’re still recovering from your punctured lung. And those ribs. You can’t possibly be comfortable.”
“Vannah, I have never been too sick or injured to have sex, and I’m not about to start now.”
She raises an eyebrow. “So you’ve had sex when you’ve been sick or injured before?”
I stare into her beautiful brown eyes. “Never with anyone who mattered.”
She touches my cheek gently. “Does this hurt?”
“Your touch could never hurt me.” Though it does sting just a bit.
She gently runs her fingers up my arm. “Tell me what to do. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” I cover her hand with my own. “I’d do anything for you. I think I’ve proved that.”
“Why did you go see my father, Falcon?”
“For answers. To try to get you out of this arranged marriage.” I sigh. “I was just so… so… angry, Vannah. Angry at what McAllister tried to do to you, what I knew he would do if he ever got his hands on you again.” I look her in the eyes. “I’d lay down my life to protect you, but if I were gone, then what? I thought if I talked to your father, made him see reason…”
“Reason is different in my family.”
I exhale sharply. “Yeah, I gathered that.”
“We’re here now,” she says. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Just for tonight, can we forget about it? Can we just love each other?”
I groan. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted since the first moment I laid eyes on you in that dive-ass bar.” I pull her to me and kiss her.
Hard and passionate, and damn, it hurts.
But it hurts so good.
We undress each other in a frenzy, although she takes special care with my chest. Then she leads me to my bed—our bed now, because she’s never moving out of this house—and helps me lie down on my back.
“Vannah…”
“Quiet. You lie there and be still. I’m taking care of you tonight.”
She slides down my body, trailing light and feathery kisses over my chest and abs until she gets to my hard cock. She grabs it at the base and slides her tongue over my cock head.
“Fuck,” I growl.
She takes me into her mouth, about three quarters of the way, and then pulls back, sucking gently.
And then not so gently. With her other hand, she cups my balls. They scrunch up at her caress, and damn, I’m so ready.