I led her to my room, where I saw that my sister was being funny again. There were clothes on the bed for Roxana along with toiletries. Ash had obviously brought them here instead of taking them to the room Roxana had used as a show of acceptance. Gideon had said he would talk to her about my feelings because as brave as I am, for some odd reason, I can never face my sister with certain things.I didn't make a big deal of it, and neither did she. "I'll leave you to get cleaned up; I'll be back by the time you're done." I kissed her forehead one last time before leaving the room, reveling at the fact that this whole situation had turned out completely different than either of us had imagined.I'm still a bit put out with her for her actions, but I can understand why she did what she did. I learned something, though; I learned that these men, even though they don't know me, have a creed that's pretty similar to mine and my brother's. The way they all tried to protect her while talkin
I sat on the bed after he left, trying to get my thoughts together. I realize that I've been doing that a lot since coming here, in fact since the night Jason invaded my space. I wonder why these people are going this far? I had tunnel vision coming here. My only interest had been in getting to Cierra, but I hadn't given much thought to what comes next.I needed to see her with my own eyes, the woman I'd held in some sort of esteem since learning of her existence. I got up and went into the shower that was attached to the room. This place defies reason. I'd spent the last five years sleeping and living rough; now, here I am quite literally in the lap of luxury. Too bad it doesn't feel any different here than it had in that abandoned shell of a building. I can't relax enough to enjoy anything the place has to offer.I let my mind wander as the hot water ran down over me, reliving my failed attempt at getting under everyone's skin. I flicked off the water a few minutes later with a f
She looked around at my question as if expecting to find someone else hiding behind me."I'll show you, but you can't tell daddy.""Oh, really! And why is that?""It makes him nervous." I raised my brow at that. If her daddy is the big tattooed guy who looks like he gnawed on granite instead of a pacifier as a kid, then I don't see much of anything making him nervous.And then her words registered, and I felt a dip in my gut. Here we go, this is where she's going to burst my bubble, because what could she possibly be doing that would make her dad nervous and who with? I felt a deep sense of disappointment and betrayal and recognized it for what it was.Because somewhere deep in the very recesses of what once made me human, I'd been holding onto a slim hope that these people were what they seemed. That they weren't hiding behind a façade. I'll give it to them; they're much better at hiding what they really are than the people who'd fostered me. It hadn't taken me long to recog
You sure this is a good idea, Mancini?" I watched my kid mixing who knows what in a bowl as she drew her latest mark in."Yep! I know if anyone can break through her barriers quickly, our Catalina could.""Dafuq, do you have my kid doing down there anyway?"I guess the f*ck forgot that I wasn't supposed to know about this when he turned on his little spy camera for the rest of us to see. "She's not doing anything down there that she doesn't do at home." He has a point. We watched for a few minutes more until Jason showed up on camera standing outside the door Mengele had left open, probably by mistake.He didn't alert them to his presence, just stood there watching them, watching her. "Oh damn, turn it off. It feels almost like intruding on a private moment. The kid's got it bad.""I see an island wedding in the forecast." Tyler walked over to the mini-fridge to grab some bottles of water to toss around the room. "My thoughts exactly."***?JasonI almost gave myself a
This kid is not normal. How the heck she talked me into teaching her how to fight first before showing me how to build a bomb like she was about to is anyone's guess; I'm still trying to figure it out myself. "You can teach me the basics, and then I'll bring Lily-Anna, and you can teach her as well. But first, I have to make sure she won't get hurt.""Aren't you afraid that you'd get hurt?""No!" That's all she said with that look in her eyes from before. Okay, kid, you're the boss. Geez, did she get all of her dad's genes or something? The guy looks like there's a whole lot more going on behind his eyes, and the way he'd talked me into feeling calm is still a mystery. His kid seems to have inherited his traits and then some.We stepped away from the table because she insisted that we get started right this second, which I didn't question because whatever."Okay, before we get started, the first thing you need to learn is where to find the pressure points on the body. That way,
Watching her body move as she taught the kid was like poetry in motion. She seemed different somehow as if all of her defenses were down, and there was something about the way the kid interacted with her that seemed almost as if she were the adult. It's weird, but I keep getting this vibe from the kid that I just can't put my finger on.I've been around my nieces and nephews my whole adult life, and it's not the same, and when the kid looked dead at me with a smile after her last move, I was sure she'd been aware of my presence this whole time. What the f*ck? Since I'd been busted, I cleared my throat and walked into the room. "Hi, sweetheart." I smiled at Roxana as I made my approach. "I didn't know where you were when I came back. So this is what you were up to." In a dress no less. I love the flustered look on her face when I put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple in a nonsexual non-threatening way. I figure it's the best way to get under her defenses and keep he
What a strange day. From my sparring match with the kid to working with Jason and Track, who was full of surprises, and now sitting here at the big family-style dinner with everyone who seems to have accepted me in their midst without question. Most surprising for me was the way they let their kids, especially their daughters, just hang around me.One minute I wanted to yell at them for being so careless, and the next, I wanted to break into tears at their acceptance. I've kept myself away from polite society because one of the things I'd come to accept about myself is that no one with any real value would want to be associated with someone with my past.But here were these people who seemed even wealthier and of more importance than my tormentors, just including me in their conversations. The women seemed genuinely friendly, especially the one Jason had introduced as his sister. And though I was sure they all knew where I came from, there were no sly remarks or innuendoes tossed m
"How did you know she smoked weed?""Her lips.""Geez, Mancini, you're a scary f*ck. How'd you know the kid was going to bring her here?""He's young and trying to woo her; there's a whole bloody ocean at his backdoor; what would you do if you were him?""Point!"I watched from the shadows as the pothead ramped his sh*t up, getting the kid to spill. "He didn't add anything more illegal to the grass, did he?""No, that was the only part that was up for grabs. I didn't know how she'd react to it, but I took a wild guess. It does have certain properties to it, after all, and the strain your dad and daughter have been working on is a little more, shall we say, truth serum-ish.""Dafuq are you talking about?" The fool walked away, laughing, and headed back towards the house where the others were waiting. "What exactly is it that he and Mengele are up to anyway?""Lots of things, brother, don't sweat it. It's our turn to put the kids to sleep." Sh*t, I forgot all about that.