Shitsofuckit!
“Mace –”
His fingers tensed, bringing my face even closer, so close, his mouth was nearly on mine.
I stopped breathing.
“Remember, Kitten…” he started.
Effing hel , I could feel his lips moving against mine.
And I liked it.
“What?” I bit off.
I watched his eyes smile. “I always win.” Chapter Four
It’s Decided
Mace
“So, it’s decided,” Lee said.
It was late.
The Nightingale Men were in the down room at the Nightingale Investigations offices with Eddie, Hank, Marcus Sloan, Sergeant Wil ie Moses, Lieutenant Malcolm Nightingale (Lee’s Dad) and Lieutenant Tom Savage (Indy’s Dad).
“It’s decided,” Eddie agreed.
Kai “Mace” Mason was sitting on a chair pul ed in from the control room. Mace leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, linked his fingers and looked at his boots.
Hector was pissed. Mace didn’t even have to look at him to know he was pissed.
Then again, Hector didn’t have a woman who was targeted for murder and only Mace had a woman whose blood had already been spil ed.
Mace closed his eyes on that thought and the only thing he could see was Stel a’s thigh, her smooth, soft skin gaping open, wet and bloody.
He opened his eyes again.
“Mace,” Lee cal ed.
Mace’s head came up. When his attention had been captured, it wasn’t Lee who spoke but Lee’s father.
“You worked hard on this, son. You ‘n’ Hank ‘n’ Eddie got close. But now the girls are on the line. There’s no shame in what we’re doin’,” Malcolm told Mace.
Mace nodded. He knew that. He didn’t feel shame.
He felt relief.
He hadn’t slept the night before. If he closed his eyes his brain gave him three options. The first, seeing Stel a’s wound. The second, watching her cover her head when bul ets were flying around her. The third, the memory that she was bleeding in the backseat and tried to tel him but he didn’t listen.
It would seem he hadn’t paid much attention to Stel a and he thought, when they were together, he’d paid a great deal.
Last night, instead of sleeping, he just lay behind her, listening to her breathe and thinking that sound was sweeter than any song he’d ever heard her sing. And his Stel a had a beautiful voice, he’d never heard better.
“You got something on your mind?” Lee asked.
“Yeah,” Mace replied.