Riordan's Revenge (Body Count, #3)

by Jolie Vines

“I’ll explain everything. Can ye bring him inside? Be gentle with him. He’s important to me.”

From the first moment of seeing Cassie, I’d wanted her. Attraction had smacked me down, enough for me to realise I’d needed to push her away.

“He isn’t my boyfriend, not exactly, but he is mine.”

“He has green eyes.” “Do we think that’s a good enough reason to kidnap someone?”

With his cut jawline and protective-German-Shepherd energy, Riordan was too pretty. Which was a huge part of the problem I had with the man.

“Repeat after me. We do not kidnap people we like.” I rolled my eyes but dutifully repeated the words. Lottie inclined her head. “The best way to share our feelings is to talk about them.” Again, I copied her. “Good. Now let’s combine those.” I tried it out. “Kidnapping is the best way to show a man you love him.”

“Ye steal one man and everyone thinks you’re crazy.”

I need to know how long I have to stay.” I shrugged. “With me? Forever. In this house, maybe a couple of days?”

The happiest feeling had filled me at the realisation of what I wanted him to be. The big mine statement my brain had made. Instant, complete, and forever. But I couldn’t find the words.

“Are ye okay?” “Why, want to kiss me better?”

Wanting her was as real to me as breathing.

Because the focus is always on the women and how many suffer. It needs to be on the problem. The perpetrators. Abusers aren’t rare.

“Back to the proposition. Would you ask Tyler the same question?” “Oh my God, are ye jealous? Please say yes.” I said nothing.

“Weird way to propose, but I accept.” “What?” “Ye know that putting me on the back of your bike is as good as an offer of marriage?”

He was piecing together my history. I kind of loved that he cared.

“We’re holding hands. You’re ridiculously sweet.” “And somehow not only in a relationship for ten days but also engaged.”