Davis froze for a moment, taking a step back. He stared at me, surprised—shocked, really. I don’t think anyone has ever scolded him before. It seemed to root him in place for a good minute.
“You’re right,” he finally spoke.
“Damn right, I’m right.”
“Lisa, I just want you to be safe. Please, for me, would you just drive more carefully?” His eyes were enormous, begging me to put him out of his misery.
“I’ll be more careful, but I can’t promise I’ll follow the speed limit.” I winked at him, running off with a giggle.
“Don’t let me catch you, Lisa.”
He chased after me, making me laugh harder. I raced upstairs to our room, wanting him to catch me and wrap me in those arms of his. The arms that have always made me feel safe and warm.
My happy place.
He caught up to me before I even opened our bedroom door. He spun me around until my back was against the wall and his hands were on either side of my face.
“I said don’t let me catch you.”
I smiled up at him, loving this new game. He gave me a smirk back before tenderly kissing me.
“I have something serious to talk to you about.”
I furrowed my brows, not sure what it could be. There had already been so much bad news, so many dark secrets revealed. I couldn’t deal with anything more right now.
“Okay, I’m listening, but if it’s bad news, can we wait until tomorrow?”
“It’s not bad news. Just a question.”
My heart thundered in my chest. A question. “Okay, shoot.”
“I have made all these plans for bringing your father to justice, but I am not the one who should be seeking it. In my need to keep you safe, I overtook your revenge on your father. Lisa, do you want to go through with my entire plan? Do you want Lucius to hurt your father? To hurt him so badly he remembers it all his life?”
The question was unexpected. Yes, Davis had made plans of his own to hurt my dad. He’d kept me informed, and he helped me to make my plan a reality. With his help and Mandy’s, I could dig up dirt on dad that I would release tonight. Pictures of dad in those illegal sex clubs, the video of him hitting me. The pictures of the girls at those clubs after he finished with them. The world would finally see the monster my father really was.
I stayed silent a while longer, thinking further. Yes, I wanted Dad to hurt, but for some reason, the idea of torturing him didn’t sit right with me. He’d tortured me emotionally for years. Abused Lucas all our lives, and abused mom both physically and emotionally. He deserved to feel pain, to know what it was like to live with that abuse. I just didn’t want to be responsible for torturing him. I may not be the one to do it, but I would be complacent about it.
“No, I don’t want that,” I finally decided. “It feels like too much.”
Davis seemed like he was disappointed with my answer. His hand fisted beside me against the wall. He closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths before opening those beautiful blue eyes again.
“Okay, Lisa, then we won’t do it. Tell me what you want to do. What do you want to happen?”
I smiled at him, feeling extremely respected and loved at the moment.
“I want him to feel broken. I think the best way to do that is to ruin his business. Help me ruin his image and take down his company. Let his embezzlements and illegal activities come to light. Lucas already said he would hire the workers that did not help or co-conspire in those activities. His business has been taking off, especially with him staying home with Abi more. His ideas have been running wild.”
“Okay, my little warrior. I will make it happen.”
“Thank you, Davis,” I whispered tenderly, feeling so much love for the man before me.
My savior, my guardian, my strength.
“We’ll start tomorrow,” he said.
“Okay. So for tonight, how about we keep trying to make a baby?” I winked at him, sliding out from between his arms and running towards our room again.
He gave chase, catching me and throwing me down on the bed. He was on me within seconds, turning me on the way only he could. The night felt short as we tangled in the sheets together. There was no breaking us apart, fucking like rabbits. It wasn’t until two in the morning that we finally stopped, tired and spent. There was absolutely no energy left in either of us.
