“Didn’t see her coming, huh?”he added.
“No,” I admitted.“Didn’t stand a chance either.”
He nodded.“Same.”
We bumped fists.
“The only good thing that’s happened since we got here,” I said.
“More good’s coming,” he replied.
I shook my head.“Not until we deal with The Ledger.”
He grinned slightly.“Then we deal with them.”
I stood, pushing my chair back.
“That’s the plan,” I said.
And as I headed out of church, back toward the main room, back to Britta, I knew one thing for damn sure.
They’d made a mistake coming after us.
And we were done playing defense.
Chapter Nineteen
Britta
The apartment smelled like home.
Not the version I’d grown up with.Not the version I’d tried to build before everything went sideways.
This one.
This version with mashed potatoes, gravy bubbling on the stove, corn heating in a pan, and Swift standing at the window like some kind of dangerous, overprotective guard dog.This felt like something else entirely.
“Do you ever really see anything worthwhile out there?”I asked, stirring the gravy slowly, watching it thicken.
“I’m just watching,” Swift said from the window.“You never know what you’re going to see.”
I smiled to myself.“Yeah?”I teased.“And what are you seeing tonight?”
“Not a whole lot,” he chuckled.
I heard his boots cross the floor behind me before I felt him.His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back against him, solid and warm and very distracting.His lips brushed behind my ear.“Though the view is a whole hell of a lot better in the kitchen.”
I giggled, leaning back into him without even thinking about it.“I have to say,” I said, still stirring the gravy, even though my brain had officially left the building, “I was pretty shocked when you kissed me in front of the whole club today.”
His chest rumbled softly behind me.
“You’re mine, sugar,” he said, like it was the simplest thing in the world.“No sense in sneaking around when you’re what I want.”
My heart did that annoying little flip thing it had been doing a lot lately.I swallowed.“Do you think it’s quick?”I asked before I could stop myself.
His arms tightened slightly before he turned me in his hold.
“You and me?”he asked.
