Killer Love - Page 31

“Then that’s what I’ll give you.” I peel my hand away from the pitcher and step back to lean my ass against the counter.

She takes a seat and folds her hands in front of her like she’s ready to start officially recording each and every one of my responses. Usually in inquisitions, it’s the examiner standing and the suspect in the chair but she’s the one with power here. For all that she likes to be dominated in the bedroom, she holds me in the palm of her small hand. If she told me to kneel, I’d kneel. If she told me to take up the kitchen knife and dig my eyes out, I’d do it without a whimper. I love her. Not in any ordinary way. Not like two regular people love each other because she is not ordinary. She’s the sexiest, smartest, funniest, wisest person I’ve ever had the good fucking fortune to meet. I need her like humans need oxygen. If I don’t have her in my life, I’ll die. That’s the simple result of a simple equation.

“When you go away, overnight to other counties, what are you doing?”

“Working,” I reply. Technically, getting rid of certain people is work. Killing is a calling of a different sort.

“Women?”

Hardly ever. I’ve only killed a couple women and those were injections. But that’s not what she’s asking. Have I ever fucked, thought of fucking, another woman? That’s an easy answer. “No.”

“Children?”

“No!” Wait, maybe she was thinking about me and women in a different way. I backtrack. “To be precise, I’ve never touched a woman’s body that hasn’t been dead.”

It’s as close to a confession as I’ve made tonight or any night. Angel’s not dumb. She’ll put it together, especially since she has suspicions. I watch as she turns my answer over in her head. She comes to some decision then because she nods and then picks up her drink. As she downs the iced tea, I ask, “Is that it?”

“Those were the important questions. I don’t need to know any more.” She sets the glass down and approaches. Her hand feels warm on my chest. I fold her against me, pressing her head against my chest. My heart beats slow and steady under her ear.

“Be careful,” she says. “I can’t lose you.”

“I’ve always been careful,” I reassure her. A huge breath of relief escapes me. I sweep a hand over her back. Angel feels small and fragile under my palm. She’s a capable and independent woman, but she also needs to be taken care of. That needs to be my priority. “I can refrain from doing any extra work in the future.” Someone else will have to take care of the garbage in our counties. I need to be here for Angel.

“No. I’m not saying you should stop taking on extra work if you find it fulfilling. It’s sort of comforting to know that there’s someone out there that will take care of things. I’d actually been contemplating quitting my job because it’s so frustrating to see people get off with a warning or a slap on the wrist and then go off and commit the same heinous crimes all over again. It’s not fair.”

“No. It’s not.” I hug her tightly. We’re on the same page–fully.

“But you’re more important to me than anyone so–”

I place a finger to her lips. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m careful. Very careful.”

“There won’t always be a Chad,” she whispers.

“There is always a Chad, unfortunately. There is always someone who puts money before lives, but I hear you. I won’t ever leave you.”

Her arms climb up to wrap around my neck. “You better not.”

I press my lips to the top of her head. “I’m not going anywhere. Better get used to me.”

“I am, silly. Isn’t that why I married you?”

“You married me because I have a big dick and don’t mind playing kinky games with you in the bedroom.”

She pulls away and slaps me across the chest. “That’s not true. I didn’t even know I liked kinky games until you started doing stuff to me while we were–” she twirls her finger around.

“Spinning in circles? Drying clothes?” I pretend to guess.

“Ha ha.”

“What then? When did you know you liked the kinky stuff?” I tease. “Was it the first time I pinched your tits?” I reach out and tweak one. “Or was it when I made you get on your knees and shoved my big cock down your throat?”

She flushes, her eyes glittering. “I think it was when you wrapped that big hand around my neck and told me I couldn’t come until you told me to.”

“Ahhh,” I say. I reach out and cup her chin tight. “Since you didn’t call me to tell me you were coming home early, I think a punishment is in order.” The talk is over. She has the information she needs and has delivered the warning she’s been worrying about. Be safe. Don’t take chances but make the world a safer place. In return, I re-affirmed my vow to stay by her side because I won’t let even death part us.

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