I push off the bar slowly, blending into the crowd, my steps measured, deliberate.
I’ve waited this long.
I can wait a little longer.
Plan it right.
Do it right.
Because the stakes are high.
Everything is finally within reach again.
They won’t get away with this.
Not this time.
My eyes never leave them.
Not for a second.
“I’ll remind her,” I murmur.
A slow smile spreads across my face, cold and certain.
And if he gets in the way?
My smile sharpens.
Turns ugly.
Turns dangerous.
“I’ll show them both.”
Because one way or another—Esme is coming back to me.
Where she belongs.
Chapter 25-Benji
We don’t even make it two steps inside the suite.
The door barely shuts behind us before I’ve got her.
Hands everywhere.
Mouth on hers.
Like if I don’t touch her right now, I might lose her again.
“Fuck, Ezzy, need you—” I rasp, my voice already wrecked as I back her up against the door.
She gasps into my mouth, fingers clutching at my shirt like she’s just as far gone as I am.
Good.
Because I need that.
