Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“No.” He’s grabbed another gun, too, and returns fire to the barrage of shots that impact all around us. “I’m not leaving you.”
“You have to, Gilly. Keep them safe.” I gesture toward my leg. “I’d only slow you down.”
“No.”
“That’s an order!” I yell.
Gilly stops and looks at me, his gaze unreadable.
“Go.” I grip his forearm and squeeze. “It’s all right. Go. Tell Angelica I love her.”
“She knows.” He winces as a bullet shatters the side view mirror above us, then shakes my hand. He hesitates only for one more second before dashing into the house.
I reach for another gun, grab it, and peek over the hood of the car. There are too many, all of them being led up the driveway by Geno Fucking Frangione. I’ve always hated that motherfucker, and now he thinks he can walk up my lane like he’s a conquering warlord? Fuck that.
I check the clip, find it almost full, then ram one into the chamber before stashing it in my waistband. I send my love to Angelica and hope she can feel it as I get to my feet, my leg aching.
Geno stops and raises a hand. His men don’t fire.
“You the only one left?” He grins, the scar on the side of his face making him more grotesque than usual.
“I’m the one you came for, asshole. So come get me.”
He shrugs. “Sounds good to me. Once I’m done with you, I think I’ll take your little wife for a spin. Get an idea of what her sister will be like.”
My blood was already boiling. Now it’s molten. “Come on then. Enough talk.”
He nods and pulls out a knife as he strides toward me.
Closer, motherfucker.
“I could just put a bullet in your head and go easy on you.” He shrugs. “But I can’t let my reputation get dusty, you know? I’m going to make this hurt.”
“So am I.” I duck and roll the live grenade Gilly had pressed into my hand beneath the car like I’m at the lanes throwing a strike.
Geno lets out a strangled yell, and then the grenade goes off so close by that I’m rocked off my feet, onto my ass, and into the dark.
EPILOGUE
ANGELICA
“What is taking her so long?” I huff to Diablo, who is sitting in my lap. He’s passed out cold, so he gives no response. Crawling into my lap for some cuddle times has become his favorite thing to do if I’m alone in a room. He’s been snoozing for the last thirty minutes.
There’s no reason Carina should be taking this freaking long. I should go check on her. Slowly, I lift Diablo from my lap, placing him on the bed before I go to find her. I pause at her bedroom door that’s standing open when I hear Gilly’s voice. He sounds pissed off. I move a little closer to peek in.
“Tell me why you asked to see Doc.”
“I just think I’m coming down with something,” she lies right through her teeth. If you ask me, she’s pretty good at it. She doesn’t miss a beat or anything.
“Lie,” Gilly snaps at her. I guess she’s not as good at it as I thought. Or it could be the fact that Gilly knows her so well.
“Why are you even in my room? Don’t you have things to do? People to knock around?”
“What’s behind your back?” He repeats through gritted teeth. Yikes, why is he so worked up?
“Ah, my bed? And just in case you were wondering, behind that is a wall.”
I almost burst into laughter at how sarcastic she’s being, but I hold it in. Gilly takes a deep breath as though he’s holding on to his patience by a very thin thread.
“Carina.” He grabs her and spins her around. I rush into the bedroom and shut the door behind me. “The fuck!” Gilly's voice booms through the room as he snatches the small box out of her hand.
“I’m keeping it,” Carina states, raising her chin in defiance. She is really covering for me. If I didn’t already know she was ride or die, I would at this moment.
Since Doc was scheduled to come by to check on the bullet that had grazed Antonio a few weeks ago, I’d asked Carina to do me a solid. She’d pulled it off, requesting to see the doc after she’d checked over Antonio. Carina said it was because she thought she might be coming down with a cold.
In reality, she was getting a pregnancy test for me. I know it might be early, but I can tell something is different with my body. I don’t want Antonio to know anything until I’m sure. There is so much still going on. I don’t want to add any more to his plate until I’m positive I’m actually pregnant.
I haven’t had a period since I got married, and Antonio and I can’t keep our hands off each other. Even when he’s supposed to be taking it easy. I swear I tried to tell the man no. That he was going to rip a stitch or something, but with a few kisses, my husband melted away my hesitation.