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their own.”
“One of the secrets Eve didn’t inform you about. I’m half-Mexican, Ronan. Both of my grandfathers come from Baja California. I didn’t know my maternal grandfather all that well but my paternal grandfather was around a lot. When my mom died, Dad lost it for a while and I was sent to Ensenada for a couple years. I finished my schooling there—graduated high school at sixteen and then I came back to the States,” I explained, trying to swallow the lump in my throat that refused to dislodge itself.
“Ensenada . . . don’t Aztecas Infierno have routes and ports there?”
I nodded. “My grandfather owned a boat. It wasn’t a huge boat but he did favors for the cartel to keep the peace. I was his only grandchild and he didn’t want anything to happen to me.”
“You know Fernando in more than just a professional way, don’t you?” Ronan’s face slowly drained of color. “Did he fuck you?”
“No!” I exclaimed, shaking my head fervently.
Yes.
He fucked me. His cock has been in every hole on my body. I’ve sucked him off and he’s eaten me out. He’s had me in public, private and everywhere in between. Everyone in the cartel knows and so do the Feds. Everyone knows except you.
If I could have, I would have removed my brain and bleached it clean just to make the images go away. And the lies I kept telling because God knows if anyone couldn’t handle the truth, it was Ronan.
He would have murdered Fernando on principle alone just because he knew my body intimately.
“Is that what this is about? He finally wants what he didn’t get back then?” Ronan shook his head as he held up his hands. “What kind of joke do I look like to you? Do you honestly think I am gonna send you to that meeting now? What? So he can put a bullet in my brain and abduct you to live out some secret fantasy he’s been dreamin ’ about for God knows how long?”
“Are you under some mistaken impression we have a choice ?” I asked facetiously.
He smirked. “That’s where you’re wrong, Nomes . There’s always a choice. We can do it your way but I seriously thought you valued my life more than that. I thought us being together was the most important part of what we had. Obviously, I was wrong.”
My heart broke in two as he walked away. I wandered toward a row of picnic tables and sobbed for what seemed like an eternity before Hardy sat beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
“Did you tell him?”
“Yes and no.”
“Jesus, Naomi—between you and Talia—you birds are gonna be the death of me.”
“You didn’t see his face when he asked me if I’d been intimate with Fernando? He would have gone ballistic.”
“Oh and what if your precious Nando blurts out the truth tonight? What do you think is gonna happen then? He’ll hate you because you lied to him when he gave you every opportunity to tell him the truth!”
“You—of all people—know how complicated this shit can get.”
“Yeah, I do.” Hardy’s crystal blue eyes glared at me for so long, I finally faced him. “The problem is Talia never hid anythin’ from me. I went into the situation with my eyes wide fuckin’ open. Kaelan’s a loser and a fuckin’ muppet . He wants to play rock star and string two women along—let him . . . but his time’s almost up. He’s got no fuckin’ options because he blew ’em. You wanna be like him?”
“I tried to tell him—I swear to God I did but—”
“Try harder. Or let him go. You got one week . . . and then I’ll tell him. Neither of us want that, darlin’, but he’s got a right to know. There’s been too many lies told already. For once, just tell the fuckin’ truth.”
He stood and walked away, leaving me to wallow in my own self-pity and loathing.
T here was nothing about the meeting that convinced me it would go smoothly at all.
First of all, it was taking place in a small, abandoned “chop shop” surrounded by other nefarious looking
“One of the secrets Eve didn’t inform you about. I’m half-Mexican, Ronan. Both of my grandfathers come from Baja California. I didn’t know my maternal grandfather all that well but my paternal grandfather was around a lot. When my mom died, Dad lost it for a while and I was sent to Ensenada for a couple years. I finished my schooling there—graduated high school at sixteen and then I came back to the States,” I explained, trying to swallow the lump in my throat that refused to dislodge itself.
“Ensenada . . . don’t Aztecas Infierno have routes and ports there?”
I nodded. “My grandfather owned a boat. It wasn’t a huge boat but he did favors for the cartel to keep the peace. I was his only grandchild and he didn’t want anything to happen to me.”
“You know Fernando in more than just a professional way, don’t you?” Ronan’s face slowly drained of color. “Did he fuck you?”
“No!” I exclaimed, shaking my head fervently.
Yes.
He fucked me. His cock has been in every hole on my body. I’ve sucked him off and he’s eaten me out. He’s had me in public, private and everywhere in between. Everyone in the cartel knows and so do the Feds. Everyone knows except you.
If I could have, I would have removed my brain and bleached it clean just to make the images go away. And the lies I kept telling because God knows if anyone couldn’t handle the truth, it was Ronan.
He would have murdered Fernando on principle alone just because he knew my body intimately.
“Is that what this is about? He finally wants what he didn’t get back then?” Ronan shook his head as he held up his hands. “What kind of joke do I look like to you? Do you honestly think I am gonna send you to that meeting now? What? So he can put a bullet in my brain and abduct you to live out some secret fantasy he’s been dreamin ’ about for God knows how long?”
“Are you under some mistaken impression we have a choice ?” I asked facetiously.
He smirked. “That’s where you’re wrong, Nomes . There’s always a choice. We can do it your way but I seriously thought you valued my life more than that. I thought us being together was the most important part of what we had. Obviously, I was wrong.”
My heart broke in two as he walked away. I wandered toward a row of picnic tables and sobbed for what seemed like an eternity before Hardy sat beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
“Did you tell him?”
“Yes and no.”
“Jesus, Naomi—between you and Talia—you birds are gonna be the death of me.”
“You didn’t see his face when he asked me if I’d been intimate with Fernando? He would have gone ballistic.”
“Oh and what if your precious Nando blurts out the truth tonight? What do you think is gonna happen then? He’ll hate you because you lied to him when he gave you every opportunity to tell him the truth!”
“You—of all people—know how complicated this shit can get.”
“Yeah, I do.” Hardy’s crystal blue eyes glared at me for so long, I finally faced him. “The problem is Talia never hid anythin’ from me. I went into the situation with my eyes wide fuckin’ open. Kaelan’s a loser and a fuckin’ muppet . He wants to play rock star and string two women along—let him . . . but his time’s almost up. He’s got no fuckin’ options because he blew ’em. You wanna be like him?”
“I tried to tell him—I swear to God I did but—”
“Try harder. Or let him go. You got one week . . . and then I’ll tell him. Neither of us want that, darlin’, but he’s got a right to know. There’s been too many lies told already. For once, just tell the fuckin’ truth.”
He stood and walked away, leaving me to wallow in my own self-pity and loathing.
T here was nothing about the meeting that convinced me it would go smoothly at all.
First of all, it was taking place in a small, abandoned “chop shop” surrounded by other nefarious looking
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