Destroy For Her - R.B. Hilliard Page 0,61
from my colleague in Mexico. The case went in front of a judge on Friday, and he signed off on it this morning. Congratulations, the marriage is officially annulled.”
“Fuck yes!” he shouted, slamming his hands on the steering wheel. This was great news.
“I thought you’d be happy. Crap, I’ve got to run. Give Sage a hug for me. Tell her I’ll call her later.”
“Will do. Thanks, Luce.”
Before going home, he stopped by Icings, where he picked up an assortment of muffins and cinnamon rolls.
Sage was still sound asleep when he got to the house. He considered waking her with breakfast in bed but then decided he’d rather eat something else instead.
After giving her two orgasms with his mouth and one with his cock, he presented her with a tray of coffee and pastries and gave her the good news.
“Are you sure the judge signed off on it?”
The haunted look in her eyes and the fear in her tone made his gut twist. “I’ll have Lucy email us a copy of the documents if you’d like.”
She nervously picked at her fingernails. “I can’t believe it’s finally over. I know how influential the cartel is. I thought they might intervene. Do you think Carlos knows?”
The thought of Carlos finding out he was no longer married to Sage made him smile. “I’m sure they’ve told him by now.”
Uncertainty flickered in her gaze. “Do you think he’ll try and contest it?”
Ax reached for her hand and brought it to his lips. “He can’t touch you.”
He’d been furious when he found out about the marriage. He loved Sage. He’d always loved her. The thought that she’d chosen to marry that sadistic motherfucker had nearly broken him. When he found out she’d been forced, he was enraged, but at the same time relieved. Carlos may have had her body, but her heart belonged to him. She’d had it rough with Gibby and Carlos, but it was his turn now, and he was going to give her everything she deserved.
Her expression softened. “I know. I just—”
“He can’t touch you,” he repeated more firmly.
She swallowed, then in a tortured voice that made his chest ache, said, “You don’t know him like I do, Alex. He’s resourceful, especially with the cartel backing him.”
Pressing his lips to her hand, he tried to think of a way to ease her mind. “I know you’re scared, but baby, they got him for trafficking drugs into the country and across state lines, money laundering, and racketeering. He’s locked up and not getting out for a very long time, if ever.”
“Will they want me to testify?”
He hadn’t thought that far ahead. “Maybe, I’m not sure. You don’t have to.”
“I know.”
She said the words, but he could tell she didn’t believe them. Kissing her hand again, he asked, “How can I make it better?”
Her lips turned up into a delicate smile. “You’re doing it.”
He leaned forward and touched his mouth to hers. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. I’m tired of talking about Carlos. Can we please eat?”
As they dug into the muffins, she filled him in on LuLu’s addiction to Icings—more specifically, her addiction to their prune muffins. At his look of horror, she laughed, then proceeded to tell him how LuLu had been secretly feeding them to Steele for the past few months.
“H-h-e— thinks they’re b-b-blueberries,” she howled.
Christ, he fucking loved her.
He was planning on spending the day with Sage, but a call from Sledge ruined those plans. Apparently, a large shipment of parts had come in, and the distributor had screwed it up.
“Go,” Sage told him.
“Are you sure because I can get Sledge to try and figure it out?”
“And then you’ll have to clean it up after him. I’ll be fine. There’s plenty on TV, and I need to search for stuffing recipes for Thanksgiving.”
He’d completely forgotten about Thanksgiving. “Pumpkin pie?” he asked, giving her a hopeful look.
“Do you even have to ask?” She rolled her eyes, then squealed when he spanked her pretty, little ass.
Three hours later, he was still sorting through the mess when his phone rang.
“Where are you?” Steele clipped.
“At the garage. Why? Wait, I thought you were leaving today?” Steele was surprising LuLu with a three-night stay at a swanky resort near San Antonio. They should have been gone by now.
“It’s on hold for the moment. Where’s Sage?”
Steele now had his full attention. “At the house. Why?”
“Listen to me. I need you to hang up and call her. Tell her to lock the doors and set the alarm.