“Guys, I don’t want to interrupt, but we found Fergus. The men are bringing him to the church, they’re flying out of Amsterdam right now.” Ares’s news only makes me more excited to be here, because that asshole is going to see his end. I’ll make sure of it.
28
Rukaiya
Etienne’s arm wraps around my center, pulling me against him. When Isaac and Maisy left, not long after Hilary stormed out, we came out to the garden. The fresh air is welcome, and I close my eyes, leaning my head against Etienne’s chest.
His erection nudges my butt, and a soft groan rumbles in his chest. I don’t move, I can’t breathe. He moves again, rolling his hips, so his hardness slides between the cheeks of my ass. Even through the thin material of my panties and yoga pants, I can feel him throb.
“You know that anyone could walk outside right now and find us like this,” I warn him, opening my eyes to see him staring down at me with a wicked grin on his face. “And I am so not into being watched.”
“I’m just happy that my father has given me the keys. I didn’t realize he’d been keeping them all this time. It means a lot to me, and I wanted to celebrate.”
“By fucking me in the garden?” I quip, playfully, turning in his arms, lacing my hands around the back of his neck.
Etienne’s smile is everything. The happiness that sparkles in his dark eyes makes my heart soar. It’s not only me that’s put that emotion there; it’s his family. Well, his father. I’m not sure his mother will ever truly leave us to be together in peace, but now that I know Isaac supports us, I feel less anxious about being here.
“Hey,” Etienne says, breaking through my thoughts. “We’re here, as a family. You’re a part of us now, and soon, you’ll have your ink as well. I do want you at the table with me, little wolf,” he tells me. The honesty in his tone is calming to the racing heart that’s beating against my ribs.
“I feel more at home here than I ever did anywhere else, but having your father’s approval, it makes it more freeing. I know you told me that you’re choosing me, and nobody else’s opinion matters, but since I didn’t really know my father, either of them, having Isaac consider me a part of your life means a lot.”
Etienne must understand. And when he nods, I can’t help but smile. “I know, and I’m sorry I didn’t understand it before. I always focused on my friends, the two men inside, not on my family because it was so fucked up.”
“You think your family is fucked up, have you heard about mine?” I tease, and it’s the first time I can truly laugh about this. Because in my heart, I still hurt, wondering how Thane could’ve done what he did. Paying someone to be my father because he just didn’t want to be a father.
“That’s why I learned a long time ago that blood means nothing to me; it’s the people who will be there when you least expect them to be who matter. Tarian and Ares have always been that for me. My support system.”
“Then I’m thankful I’m here,” I tell him, leaning up on my tiptoes to press my lips to his. The softness of his mouth molds to mine as the flavor of coffee still lingers on his tongue when he licks into me, and I revel in it. The warmth of his body against mine envelops me.
“Can you two get a room?” Ares chuckles from behind us.
My cheeks heat in embarrassment at being caught once more. I know Ares doesn’t give a shit, but I do.
“Fuck you,” Etienne bites out in response, but he laughs it off when his best friend grins at us. “What the fuck do you want?”
“We have Fergus at the church,” he tells us both. “Get changed, things are going to get messy.” Ares pins me with a look. “You don’t have to come with us if you don’t want to.”
“I want to talk to him.”
“We’ll be doing some questioning before that, so if you’d like to stay with Dahlia, we’ll get you girls once we’re done.” Something tells me that the questioning is going to be violent and bloody, and I’d rather not be there to witness it.
“I’ll spend some time with Dahlia,” I tell him.
Ares nods, tugging Etienne along with him. “No more kissy face, we have shit to do. Meet me in the office, we have a couple of things to go over before we leave,” he tells the man who’s stolen my heart, my mind, and my body. Once they disappear down the hall, I turn to look out at the garden. It’s lush and beautiful, with the greenest grass. It’s so peaceful here, but I know there’s a storm coming. Fergus isn’t going to give up information easily, I’m sure of it, but then again, I don’t know how persuasive the guys are going to be.