Crash Into Me - L.A. Fiore Page 0,79
quiet.”
“Enzi’s gone under?” I asked.
“Yeah, and according to Vin, when he strikes, it’s going to be ugly.”
“He’s going to go after his son,” I said.
“And anyone linked to him,” Zac added.
My heart dropped because that made Kade and Carmine both targets.
Cap looked at my hand. “Is there something you need to tell us?
It wasn’t how I intended to share, but it was so us. “I got engaged.”
“No shit,” Zac said. “To Kade Wakefield?” As if there was someone else. Clown.
“He’s a good man, Zac. Carmine DeLuca is, too.”
I got a look from both of them.
“Despite what he does, he’s a good man.”
“You know what you’re doing?” Cap asked.
“I didn’t set out to fall for Kade, but I did. And yeah, I know exactly what I’m doing.”
“Then I guess the only thing to say is congrats, Molly,” Zac offered sincerely.
Cap surprised the hell out of me when he walked around his desk and pulled me into a tight hug. “Happy for you.” He pulled away but held my arms. “Be smart.” Then he smiled. “But be happy.”
He looked as awkward as I felt when he let me go. “I will and thanks.” I moved the conversation back to the case. “Enzi is a monster.”
“He’s not the only one. We still got Jason Benjamin out there,” Zac said.
“We need to flush them out,” I said. “Bait them.”
Cap and Zac shared a look, but neither shared with me. “We’ll get them,” Cap said and moved around his desk again. “We’re closing in, and they know it.”
“We’re doing lunch every day,” Kade said, as he pulled his cock from me. We’d started at his desk but moved to the sofa.
“I like this plan,” I said, watching as he tucked himself back in his pants, before he strolled across the room, returning with a wet towel. Settling on the sofa, he cleaned me.
“I’m going out for drinks with Ethan tonight. I want you to come.”
His gaze met mine. “No, you haven’t seen your friend in a while.”
So like him to be thoughtful and not just to me but also Ethan. “I love you.”
“You better.”
“I offered him dinner at the penthouse, too, so how about we get a drink then come back.” I touched his face. “I want you with us.”
He turned his head and kissed my hand. “How do I argue with that.”
“Don’t cook, though. I’ll help you.”
“Deal.”
My thoughts drifted to the case. Maybe it was taking the week off, but I wasn’t so sure about some things. Using Kade as a sounding board, I shared. “So we think that Milton Teller might be Jason Benjamin.”
Kade’s expression shifted to surprise. “Why?”
“We can’t prove it yet, but no one ever actually saw Milton. They knew of him, his reputation, spoke to him on the phone, but of all the people we talked to, no one had ever seen him.”
Kade pulled my panties back up my legs. “You think Jason didn’t disappear, he just assumed Milton’s identity, a man he created?”
He helped me to my feet, reached for my pants.
“Exactly.”
He pulled my pants up my legs, kissed me over the cotton of my panties, before standing, looking me in the eyes, as he fastened my pants. “That’s an interesting theory.”
“He’s in the wind.”
Those eyes went sharp. “Is he now.”
“We’ve got plastic surgeons looking at the composite we have of Jason and pictures of Milton to see if it’s possible they’re the same person because we know that Jason Benjamin didn’t exist, prior to him entering Katrina Dent’s life.”
He pulled his hands through my hair. “That’s a very interesting theory and certainly explains why Jason has been so hard to track down.”
“We’ll see.”
“You don’t sound convinced.”
“I don’t know. We’re missing something, but knowing that it’s, very likely, one person responsible for not just Katrina, but Samantha, Frank and Emily, we’re getting there.”
“Tonight try not to think about any of it. Enjoy your time with Ethan. I’ll stop at the market on the way home, pick up steaks.”
“And potatoes. Ethan loves potatoes.” I grinned. “So do you.”
He chuckled. “And potatoes.”
“This place is amazing,” Ethan said of Polar, as we took a seat at one of the tables. “Your man owns it?” He asked, his focus shifting to my hand. “He is your man now, right?”
I glanced down at my ring. “Yeah, he is.”
“That happened fast,” he said, but added, “You look happy, though, so I can’t complain.”
“I am happy. I didn’t realize what I was missing until I met him, and now, he’s everything I want.”
“I’m happy for you.