"Fuck, shit, fuck, fuck." "Mouth what the fuck? She'd scared me awake with her screaming, there were torn books and magazines all over the place and her pillow was a feathery mess on the floor. "What's gong on?" "I can't do this shit, it's driving me fucking crazy." "What's driving you crazy babe?" "All this wedding shit, I'm buried under tulle and organza and what the fuck...." "Buried, who's buried, who'd you ice now Mouth?" Why that should cause crazy lady to try to brain me with a lamp is anybody's guess but that's what I get for sleeping with a nut job. "Nobody's been buried you ass, it's material, it's what they make wedding dresses out of. I can't, I just....arrgggghhhhhhh....." I was off the bed and pulling her into me before she could pull her hair out at the roots. "Stop baby, what's going on?" I tried talking over her screams and pulling her hands out of her hair. "Mommy, I want my mommy." "What the fuc
Hoping that she'd stay asleep long enough for me to do what needed to be done I went to answer the door. I didn't even want to leave her for the few minutes it took to do that but at least I had the monitor with me. My first sight of the two reprobates had me seeing red; my first inclination was to wrap my hands around their fucking throats and squeeze but I wouldn't get any answers that way so I reeled it in. "Flanagan, what the fuck?" "What happened to her mother?" No preambles; I didn't have time for that shit, I wanted answers, needed them in fact and now. I saw the faltered steps in both men; the little sideways look that was fleeting but not quick enough for me to miss. They brushed pass me to get inside still not uttering a word; that's not how this was going to go down; I've been pretty lenient with these fuckers up 'til now but I had no problem showing them why I was who I am for so long, family or not, when it comes to her all fucking bets are off;
Whether she heard me in her sleep or not, was still left to be seen, but she was sure acting differently. She'd awakened from her drug-induced slumber like nothing happened. I kept watching and waiting for some sort of relapse but she was like a woman with a plan. Suddenly she was into wedding plans and babies; she was like a whirlwind all of a sudden with enough energy to keep me hopping. It was so astounding that I put her guards on high alert because who knows what the fuck she could get up to. I had to leave her for a little while to go see about business but I didn't plan to be gone long; I'd used my phone and my extensive network of contacts to do some digging into her shit, first things first. I'd decided to put my shit on ice for the next little while, this shit that was fucking with her head was way more important than some congressman that was holding out for more. Her father and uncle had given me all the latest info they had on the guy who'd done her m
"Am I paying you to be a fucking cook?" "Don't take it out on them it's not their fault.""Yeah, well you just cost them their jobs.""Wha...you can't, Shane don't do that." She looked back and forth between me, and them; uh huh, I've got you now, found your weak spot. I left the kitchen like I was really mad. I'd given the guys the look to let them know I was playing her, I couldn't very well fault them for this, she gets the drop on me too; it seems there's no way to contain the murderous little deviant. She followed me out of the kitchen pleading with me not to fire the boys, I could tell that this was going to be my life, I could tell her to quit this shit a million times I could threaten I could lock her ass up somewhere, she'd still find a way. There was only one thing to do. "Get packed, we're going to Chicago." She stopped short; "You're kicking me out, you can't kick me out...." I rolled my eyes again, since when had I picked up her
"My ass, get back here." I made a grab for her but she evaded me with a laugh. Music to my fucking ears! I nabbed her around her middle just as she opened the door to make a run for it.I wouldn't put it past her to try an end run around me and go to her dad and uncle. And I was just as sure those two old fucks would give her what she wanted. I'm trying to get her out and they're finding ways to keep her in. I hugged her to me until her laughter subsided, just enjoying being close, taking her scent into my lungs. Fuck knows she'd be back to her shit soon enough. Pain in the ass! She rubbed her head against my chest like a kitten. It always fucks with my head that someone so strong could become so soft in my arms. She let me hold her for a few minutes before she got antsy. I was learning the signs little by little. I would need to in order to break down all her barriers. I didn't fool myself for one damn second that it will be easy to tame her murdering ass. Planting my
She hadn't said anything about her mom and what she saw as a little girl since I mentioned the killer's name, and I wasn't about to push her. The memory of her earlier breakdown was still fresh in my mind. I knew we were gonna have to deal with it at some point, but we'll go at her pace. If she takes too long I'll just drag it out of her. I was worried for her and my unborn son or daughter. Worried about what all this stress would do to her. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I'd found him. Shit, that's dick thinking. She needed this. And as much as I want to keep her away from this shit this one can't be helped. I'll just have to be extra careful and make sure she and the kid stays safe. Nothing can happen to them. If there is one thing I'm sure would pull me back in after coming this far, it would be if something were to happen to her or the baby. The thought broke me out in a cold sweat. Nothing's going to happen, I won't let it. I kissed her nose just to hear her g
I don't recall the last time we were all here together like this except for family Sundays, which hadn't happened in a while. Shit has been going haywire just lately, what with Mouth leaving bodies all over the city for me to clean up. But maybe this was good for her. She seemed more relaxed with ma and the girls and her laughter helped ease the knot in my gut. Just then the back door opened and trouble walked in. Like I need this shit now too on top of everything else. I took a deep breath and prayed for peace. Coulda saved my damn breath."Hey Jimmy limp-limp how's it sitting?" Shit, her and my kid brother, were still dancing around each other and the ass was sulking. He looked at her like he wanted to strangle her but one look at my face had him back pedalling quick. "Need a cushion for that hole in your...?""Mouth!" I gave her a warning glare, which she ignored. I had to pull her down onto my lap to keep the two of them from going at each other. The fact that his a
In the end, I was happy I'd let ma talk me into staying. It turned out to be just what Mouth needed. She was relaxed and happy throwing around barbs and making everybody nuts with her mobster trivia bullshit. Only her dad, uncle and Poppy knew what or whom the hell she was talking about when she kept throwing out names of known mob heads some of them long dead. Thank fuck ma didn't have a clue. By the time everyone left, I was ready to shoot myself in the fucking head. Poppy had set up the meet for the next day for which I was grateful even though I wasn't looking forward to that shit. But at least this way I could get it over and done with. "Time for bed you, you've been going all day." I hustled her ass into the shower. Maybe I can steal a fuck in there since my house seems to be constantly full of unwanted guests. She wasn't giving me any shit so I knew she had to be tired. In the bathroom I made sure the water was perfect before stripping her and taking her in with me