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him, staring into those gorgeous crystal blue eyes that had me mesmerized from the moment we met. “How the fuck do you put up with me? I mean, I know I’m your ol’ lady and all but . . . my aunt is your superior and you don’t exactly like her. You’re in the middle of something you never believed in. All you wanna do is ride your Harley and die free. Not quite what you signed up for when you decided to become an FBI agent, huh?”
He clutched me closer to him. “Actually, I’m still with MI:6 and we directly consult with the FBI until my transfer paperwork is completed. Although your aunt isn’t my direct superior, her lover and my brother is so they’ve both got my balls in a sling.” Hardy paused, and glanced at me with those mesmerizing eyes I couldn’t look away from even if I tried. “I do it because I fell in love with a wee Yank who was everythin’ I’d ever dreamed to be if I ever committed myself to a woman. She’s strong, undeniably beautiful and understands the troubles as much as I do.”
I laughed mirthlessly. “Are you sure about that?”
“Of course I am, you daft cow. I dealt with the troubles in Belfast and decided to move on to London. Now this may be another set of troubles but I protect those who I love. Eve does her job—she isn’t any worse on me than she is on her own son. Although you should know that your sister has joined the ranks. She’s going after Jake,” he explained in his soft accent I’d grown to love.
“Catrin? She’s here in Las Vegas?”
“Honey, she’s an adult now. She’s completed schooling and is following in Eve’s footsteps. She’s an agent now.”
“Fuck!” I exclaimed as I left the warmth of his arms and began to pace nervously. “You know my mother—God bless her twisted soul—never ever wanted anything like that for Catrin. Yes, she had the affair and got pregnant on purpose to piss my dad off but if she knew her precious angel would grow up to be an agent, she’d have a heart attack.”
“I invited her over for dinner. Seems like you two need a nice little reunion.”
I glared at Hardy as he sheepishly looked away from my gaze.
“Don’t hate me, Tal. Blood is blood. She’s your baby sister. I would have done the same for any of my siblings, even if Dizzy and I are the only ones who share the same mother and father. It’s just how it is with me. I hate what that fuckin’ cunt did to ya but he’s still my nephew. My family who’d I’d take a bullet for just to keep them safe. You’re my family now too, and you know I’d do anything you asked of me but don’t make me rescind that invitation. Anything but that.”
I smiled wryly before I wrapped my arms around his neck. My heels put me almost at eye-level with him and I smiled. “Now, dear husband, even I wouldn’t be so cruel. I don’t mind seeing my baby sister. I just hope she knows what she’s getting into. It’d break me if she got herself killed over those neo-Nazi fucks—”
“Ain’t gonna happen, not on my watch, babe.”
My phone buzzed in my expensive crocodile Birkin bag Hardy had grabbed for me during the whole dispersion of people—friends, acquaintances and enemies. I don’t know how he did it since it’d been near my person while I was performing but it was the small stuff only he remembered that made me fall even deeper in love with him. He wasn’t a braggart or a showoff. He quietly managed to get so much done with so little effort and if I couldn’t love him because of that then there was something wrong with my shattered, broken heart that could never be fixed beyond repair.
However, I knew that wasn’t the truth. The heart was a muscle and although it could withstand a lot of physical pressure, the emotional impact to forgive, forget, to love and to bring forth kindness, healing and absolute atonement always had me in awe. Yes, people had hurt me but I was no different than any other human being on this earth. We all felt heartache,
He clutched me closer to him. “Actually, I’m still with MI:6 and we directly consult with the FBI until my transfer paperwork is completed. Although your aunt isn’t my direct superior, her lover and my brother is so they’ve both got my balls in a sling.” Hardy paused, and glanced at me with those mesmerizing eyes I couldn’t look away from even if I tried. “I do it because I fell in love with a wee Yank who was everythin’ I’d ever dreamed to be if I ever committed myself to a woman. She’s strong, undeniably beautiful and understands the troubles as much as I do.”
I laughed mirthlessly. “Are you sure about that?”
“Of course I am, you daft cow. I dealt with the troubles in Belfast and decided to move on to London. Now this may be another set of troubles but I protect those who I love. Eve does her job—she isn’t any worse on me than she is on her own son. Although you should know that your sister has joined the ranks. She’s going after Jake,” he explained in his soft accent I’d grown to love.
“Catrin? She’s here in Las Vegas?”
“Honey, she’s an adult now. She’s completed schooling and is following in Eve’s footsteps. She’s an agent now.”
“Fuck!” I exclaimed as I left the warmth of his arms and began to pace nervously. “You know my mother—God bless her twisted soul—never ever wanted anything like that for Catrin. Yes, she had the affair and got pregnant on purpose to piss my dad off but if she knew her precious angel would grow up to be an agent, she’d have a heart attack.”
“I invited her over for dinner. Seems like you two need a nice little reunion.”
I glared at Hardy as he sheepishly looked away from my gaze.
“Don’t hate me, Tal. Blood is blood. She’s your baby sister. I would have done the same for any of my siblings, even if Dizzy and I are the only ones who share the same mother and father. It’s just how it is with me. I hate what that fuckin’ cunt did to ya but he’s still my nephew. My family who’d I’d take a bullet for just to keep them safe. You’re my family now too, and you know I’d do anything you asked of me but don’t make me rescind that invitation. Anything but that.”
I smiled wryly before I wrapped my arms around his neck. My heels put me almost at eye-level with him and I smiled. “Now, dear husband, even I wouldn’t be so cruel. I don’t mind seeing my baby sister. I just hope she knows what she’s getting into. It’d break me if she got herself killed over those neo-Nazi fucks—”
“Ain’t gonna happen, not on my watch, babe.”
My phone buzzed in my expensive crocodile Birkin bag Hardy had grabbed for me during the whole dispersion of people—friends, acquaintances and enemies. I don’t know how he did it since it’d been near my person while I was performing but it was the small stuff only he remembered that made me fall even deeper in love with him. He wasn’t a braggart or a showoff. He quietly managed to get so much done with so little effort and if I couldn’t love him because of that then there was something wrong with my shattered, broken heart that could never be fixed beyond repair.
However, I knew that wasn’t the truth. The heart was a muscle and although it could withstand a lot of physical pressure, the emotional impact to forgive, forget, to love and to bring forth kindness, healing and absolute atonement always had me in awe. Yes, people had hurt me but I was no different than any other human being on this earth. We all felt heartache,
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