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sorry.” I cried, bringing his palm to my cheek. I craved his forgiveness, his comfort, his love.
    “No, don’t say that. I lost you, I’m so sorry . . . he will pay for this, Faye. I promise you with my soul he will die for this.”
    Grabbing the soap from a shelf behind me he began cleaning my body, his touch soft like a whisper, an echo from a firmer touch I was used to. “I missed you so damn much. I missed these dimples.” His hand brushed over the dimples in my lower back. He dropped to his knees, soaking his jeans and creating a red torrent with the water rinsing away the blood. “I missed this tiny scar here from when you threw an empty bottle in temper and felt so guilty when it smashed that you ran over to scoop the pieces up and kneeled on a piece.” His lips kissed my knee. “I missed your unruly hair when you first wake up, the glint in your eye when you’re turned on.” He inhaled against my mound. My back arched and then shame made my entire body lock up. “I’m sorry, Faye. I shouldn’t be touching you, I know, but I fucking died when they told me you had. I need to know you’re really here. Come lay on the bed with me, please. Let me hold you.”
    “I need you to hold me,” I whispered. “More than anything, Cade.”
    The sorrow in his eyes darkened and I gasped when he reached down and scooped me into his arms, water dripping a trail from the bathroom back to the bedroom where he lay me down gently on the bed and curled beside me.

MY HEAD THROBBED, PAIN EXPLOSIVE in both palms, but her scent saturated me and faded everything else. It wasn’t her pillow or her memory, it was her. Her silky strands fell in layers over my chest, her soft cheek resting on my ribs. The curves of her naked body curled around my own. She was home.
    I couldn’t breathe from the pure elation of having her in my arms. Nothing would ever erase how I found her. Knowing what he’d been doing to her. I wasn’t prepared for the outcome I got but I should have known not to underestimate the bastard.
    “He has your tattoos.” Her voice was so small I was sure I’d imagined her words. Her body shifted from mine until she looked up at me. “He even has your tattoos. How did I break him so fully, Cade?”
    Dante was a twisted fuck who dabbled in what he made. Even drug dealers never sampled their own product. Dante was creating his and it put him on the path of destruction. Faye didn’t know I once kept tabs on him. I wanted to find him when he disappeared and cut us all out of his life. When he broke her heart. I needed answers and instead found him in a volatile mood, with some whore in his bed. He didn’t want to talk or listen to me. I followed him around for a week before I determined he was never like us and would never come home. If I’d known how much of a dark path his soul had gone down I would have stepped in but I wasn’t a fucking saint. I had my own dark corners and questionable patches in my life; I never let any of it touch Faye, though. How could I let him do this to her, to us? I needed answers. I needed to know what he put her through and why.
    “Faye, can you tell me what happened?”
    Her whole frame stiffened against me. She pulled away and rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door closed. I heard the taps turn on and what sounded like whimpering.
    A loud knock on the bedroom door startled me. I didn’t want whoever it was to hear my girl breaking, so I wrapped the sheet around my waist and went to the door, slipping out of the room.
    “Hey,” Amy said, looking over me, a worried frown marring her pretty features. “How is she?”
    I swallowed the scream threatening to tear me apart and shrugged my shoulders. “I’ve never felt this helpless before. How do I get her through this?”
    “Patience.” Fucking patience? I wanted to fix her now, erase every bad thing he ever did to her. Amy reached onto her tip toes, slinging her small arms around my shoulders and hugged me to her. She had