Sinners Anonymous (Sinners Anonymous, #1)

by Somme Sketcher

“Yeah. A capo needs a wife. Guess I choose you.”

“You guess?”

“I know. I’ve always fucking known.”

“Are you really coming back?”

“Yes.”

“For ...

“For ...

“But you hate Devil’s Dip.”

“But I don’t hate you.”

“Kiss me.”

“What?”

“I’ve always wondered what it’d feel like to kiss you, ever since you turned up to that first Friday night dinner. So kiss me before you go, because if anything happens to you, then at least I’ll know.” I swallow. Shift in my ...

“If I kiss you, it means I’m not sure if I’ll make it back to you.”

“And I’m very fucking sure I’ll make it back, Magpie.”

“Shame.”

“What is?”

“I was looking forward to listening to your call. I never could s...

Christ, I think I love him.

“No one is going to come for you, and if they do, they’ll have to get through a whole fucking army, and then through me. Alberto’s gone.”

“I killed him.”

“Talk to me.”

“I had to study for the final aviation exam at the Devil’s Coast Academy. It was an after-school thing, once a week. I dreaded every class I had, because it was just five guys and all of them were such creeps.”

“Always slapping my ass, or trying to take pictures up my skirt.”

“The class before the exam, something felt different. It was like there was a big joke going on and I wasn’t part of it. So, once the professor had left, I tried to leave too, but one of the boys locked the door.”

“It was the ringleader, Spencer. He and his crew were like the gods of the school—they could do no wrong. He informed me that they’d been talking, and they all wanted to know what a Devil’s Dip girl looked like naked…”

“They tried to rape me,”

“They tried to pin me to a desk and rape me.”

“I have killed every man on this coast that has touched you inappropriately. From Max to my own fucking uncle. These kids are next, and if anybody besides me puts so much of a finger on you from now on, they’ll be killed too.”

“British candy. Picked it up for you when I was tying up my loose ends in London. Thought you might like to try some things you can’t find in the local Walmart.”

“Rory, look at me.”

“I am not Alberto. You’re not really my captive, but you are mine. I need to keep you safe, but I’ll do my best to give you the world.”

“Shut up, Rory. He left his entire life in England and came back to Devil’s Dip for you. He’s so in love with you that it makes me sick.”

“She’s right, I am.”

“I love you too.”

“Say it again.”

“I love you.”

“What I want, is for you to be happy.”

“Not just regular happy. I mean really fucking happy,”

“Can’t stop fucking smiling, don’t want to go to sleep because reality is better than your dreams kind of happy. I want to make you so damn happy that you shit sunshine and piss rainbows and people think you’re as high as a kite when you walk into a room.”

“If you want to be mine, I’ll make you that happy, Rory.”

“I’ll get on my knees and beg you until you get so sick of me you agree to be mine anyway.”

“I’ll show you what it looks like. Now, be a good girl and moan my name while I worship you.”

“You don’t have to do bad things anymore, baby girl. I’ll do them for you.”

“I don’t just want you because you’re a tight fuck, Magpie. You wanna lay on my chest and watch a movie while I feed you gumballs like you’re a modern-day Cleopatra? Because we can do that instead.”

“Take,”

“It’s hot cocoa.”

“You made it ...

“Y...

“But I’m not a fucking chef. We need to get some help around here, a few maids and an ...

“Hat, gloves,...