“Iris, where is Iris? And the others? They need rescuing as well.”
“Baby we are getting everyone out. I promise you.”
“Where are you taking them?”
“Maggie’s.” Fang answered for me. “Maggie has said we can take everyone there for now and then we will get them home and back to their families.”
Darcie struggled in my arms, trying to sit up. “Iris is from England like me. She has a kid they took from her.” Panic was starting to creep into her voice. Rubbing my hands down her arms I tried to soothe her.
I frowned. That name. I had heard it before but what were the odds of it being THAT Iris? Maybe it was just a really common English name. Still, I couldn't let myself dwell on it. It was definitely something i would need to mention to my club brother though.
“We will get Cyber on it if the kid’s not here, ok? You just let Havoc take care of you now.” Fang tapped her nose with his finger. “You let him look after you, and let us do the rest.” He walked away without a backwards glance.
“You came for me?”
Blinking down at her I felt myself smile. She was safe and in my arms. The rest we could work out later. “Of course I came for you, Darcie. You’re mine.”
“But why would you risk everything for me? I don’t understand.”
Bending down I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Because you’re mine and I fucking love you.”
Chapter Twenty Seven
Havoc
It was a strange thing, telling a woman I barely knew that I was in love with her but as I held her in my arms as she slept. I realised I meant every single word. It wasn’t because I had been scared of losing her, that I said the words but because I meant every damn word.
Me, Havoc was in love with the sweetest, most fiery woman in the world.
The moment she pushed herself into that, I should have known. There should have been trumpets and fireworks and a giant neon sign above her head that warned me. Of course, there was none of that.
There was just Darcie Summers in that damn gauzy grey dress.
And the funniest thing of all? I wasn’t even sure she felt the same. She sure as hell hadn’t planned on making me love her. Which left me open for all sorts of heartache, that I wasn’t ready to deal with.
“Havoc?”
I blinked down at her as she sleepily said my name in her cute ass little accent. Her face was confused.
“Go back to sleep.” Slowly I reached up to smooth her hair back from her face. I wasn’t ready to face her quite yet. We didn’t exactly have the best track record when it came to heart to hearts. I always said something wrong.
I didn’t want to say something wrong this time.
“What time is it?” She stretched, her back cracking. And it took everything I had not to glance at her breast as they pushed themselves against the thin t-shirt she was wearing. I had no idea what things had been done to her. Just another thing I was putting off asking her. “Why are you awake?” she asked not giving me a chance to answer her first question,.
“I was just thinking.” Mumbling, I willed her to go back to sleep. I needed some time alone to think. Think about us and think about what I had to do when the sun rose.
“About?” turning on her side, I felt her eyes search my face. They were oddly bright for someone who had been asleep only a second before.
“Us,” I answered honestly.
“Me too..” she sighed. “I’m sorry Havoc.”
It was time to search her face. “You don’t have anything to be sorry about Darcie.”
“Yes I do, if I hadn’t come into the bar that day then none of this would have happened. If I hadn’t let you kiss me…”
I captured her lips with mine. My tongue sliding against hers for a second. “If you hadn’t have pushed your way into the bar that day I would have never of met you Darcie, and that isn’t something that I ever want to think about.” Pausing I let the weight of my words hit her. “None of this is your fault,” I repeated. “It’s…”
