My hands went to her hips, gripping them tightly.
“Don’t hurt him. As much as I hate Gabriel, he is Diego’s father. The lawyer thinks I have a good chance, even with …”
“Even with what?”
Her shoulders deflated. “My record.” Her eyes rose to meet mine.
My face remained placid.
“You knew?”
I cupped her face in my hands. “You think I spent this last few days radio silent for nothing? I meant what I said at your doorstep the last time I was here. I’m not letting anyone or anything in between us. Not even you. So yeah, I’ve been doing my research. You want to tell me about it?”
She sighed. “Not much to tell. I was living with my mom. She was still into the drugs. I was working but still in high school. We needed food and I couldn’t afford it. It was one of those times I’d gotten sloppy and left the money from my cashed paycheck in my room. My mom had come home before me and found the money. She used it to get high. I went to a local grocery store and tried to steal some food but got caught. The owner had a strict policy about prosecuting shoplifters. I’d just turned eighteen so it went on my adult record. I’d never been in trouble since but because I was considered an adult it was never expunged and it’s one of the things Gabriel held over me. Saying any judge would take a look at my record and side with him.”
Yeah, he’s definitely going to die painfully.
“Carter? Are you listening?”
I blinked, and looked up realizing Michelle had been talking. The rage that had moved throughout my body had drowned out everything except the ways in which I imagined I was going to take Gabriel’s life.
“I’ll handle it.”
She stared at me cautiously. “You can’t kill him. You’ll go to jail.”
I scoffed. Apparently, my woman didn’t know I was well versed in taking a person’s life and not raising a single eyebrow of suspicion. That was a secret best kept to myself.
“I won’t go to jail.”
“Please,” she begged.
That thoroughly pissed me off.
“Don’t beg me for his life.”
“I’m not begging for him. I’m asking for you. Forus.I won’t let Gabriel keep us apart. I’d already made that decision when I went to the lawyer. I just needed some time.”
“No. He doesn’t get anymore of your time.”
She actually smirked, and when she did, some of the rage that had been boiling up in my chest began to cool down. When she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips, my cock twitched. My hands moved back down to her plush hips, squeezing.
“I’ll handle Gabriel from here on out.”
She pulled back and looked at me curiously. “Wha–”
I cut her off with a hard kiss before I rolled our bodies so I was now on top of her. “No, sugar. No more questions. I’ll handle him.”
“You won’t kill him?”
I closed my eyes and when I did I felt her lips on my neck.
“I won’t kill him,” I agreed.Maybe.
“Thank you,” she whispered at the same time I entered her sopping wet pussy.
I was done discussing her shithead ex. He was going to pay the consequences of his actions. For the time being, I was going to get reacquainted with the woman I’d missed so much in the time we’d spent apart.
~ Chapter Twenty-Two ~
