Riordan's Revenge (Body Count, #3)

by Jolie Vines

“Which tells me nothing. Is he dangerous? Why the fuck didn’t ye cuff him?” “I’ll explain everything. Can ye bring him inside? Be gentle with him. He’s important to me.”

My working theory? For all Cassie had pretended to be Arran’s friend, she was something else. Working for a rival, probably. Which was entirely fucked up because I knew he cared about her. I’d got entirely the wrong impression as well. 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. I’d faked a sex act with another woman to deter her interest and cut off mine.

God uhr so wrong rio

The woman tried this time, her tone gentle. “Ye never mentioned a boyfriend. Is that what he is?” “He’s… It’s hard to explain.” “Is he a member of Arran’s crew?” she pressed. At Cassie’s tiny nod, the man swore then abruptly left the room. Cassie watched him go. “He isn’t my boyfriend, not exactly, but he is mine.” Hers? My heart thumped out of time. “You’re going to have to walk me through that,” the woman said. Cassie sighed. “He has green eyes.” “Do we think that’s a good enough reason to kidnap someone?”

“I know what you’re saying. But I also want ye to think back on how ye began. Or Camden and Breeze. He bought her in an auction. None of ye had conventional starts to your relationships. I took him because I wanted him but also because it was necessary. I’ll make it good. Riordan is mine. Whether he knows it yet or not.” I knew the fucking opposite. She was insane for what she’d done. None of that explained the strange emotion that leapt in my chest at her claim. She’d said mine. The word found an empty part of my soul and made a nest there.