“So possessive,” I tease Hendrix.
When he looks down at me, his eyes soften and he presses a soft, sweet kiss to my lips. “You’re ours, little Phoenix,” he reminds me as if I’m not very much aware of who I belong to.
“I know,” I huff and roll my eyes.
Dominic grunts out his agreement before tugging me against his chest. He’s still a man of few words most of the time, but when he does talk, it’s worth listening to. I’m never in the dark about how he feels about me and that is something I take great comfort in.
When Hendrix’s phone rings, I tense.
It hasn’t been very long since all the Volkov shit was put to rest and my men began putting feelers out there for work. They could just stay home and never take another job, they have plenty of money, but I know they wouldn’t be happy observing the world from the sidelines.
I would never ask them to do it either, especially when the contacts they make help them to save people who have been taken just like I was.
It’s part of who they are and I wouldn’t want them to change.
In the last five months, fallen deeper in love. They’ve shared details with me about their work while helping me become even stronger. I’ve trained and sparred with each of my men and because of it, I’ve felt like I could take on the world at times.
I hope they’ve been working with me to ensure I’m good to join them when they have a job, even though I know they won’t let me be in the thick of things. Still, they need to know I’ll be safe wherever we go.
“Need to take this,” Hendrix mutters and then steps outside to have some privacy.
The old ladies pull me back into conversation, but part of me wonders what is going to happen and how it’s going to change things. It’s running through my mind and making me anxious, right up until we finally return to our townhouse later in the night.
I love this place, but I’m looking forward to our house being built. Then, I’ll be able to learn the terrain and really give my men a chance worthy of their skills.
The moment the door shuts behind Hendrix, he smirks at Dominic and Wolfe before looking at me expectantly. I’m sure he’s waiting for me to demand to know what’s going on, but all I do is wring my hands together. I don’t want them to go, but I know that they will. If it’s not this job, it’ll be another one.
“You better pack a back, little Phoenix, we have an early flight to catch.”
My eyes widen and I let out a gasp as I launch myself at my men. They aren’t going to leave me behind, like a trophy on a shelf. As I pepper my men with kisses, I remind them how much I love them and then, later, I let go and give myself to them fully.
They caught me, showed me that I could stop running, and have claimed me. Forever.
