Cole laughs. “Guaranteed it’s going to be missing the chunk we just watched and everything that happened after.”
“You think she had help?” Cub asks.
Carver taps his fingers over his mouth. “She had to have. I was in her backseat that entire fucking time, but she parked in the fucking alley, so I didn’t see anything.” His eyebrows rise as he has an epiphany. “It was those bitches from Nevada.”
Carson and Cole both jump to their feet at the same time.
“Got something,” Wizzard says, pulling it up on the screen.
The twins put their tension on pause as two women appear on the screen. They’re standing in the lobby of the Cage.
“Hey, Carver, we just wanted to hop on and say congratulations on finally catching up to us.” They each blow him a kiss.
“Jesus,” Cub says. “Those two look like trouble.”
Carver looks at the twins. “I meant no disrespect brothers, but the women in your old man’s club are …”
“More than you can handle,” they say at the same time.
Carver dips his head. “I will admit they’re a force, but I wouldn’t say more than I can handle.”
The twins roll their eyes, knowing damn well he met his match. They turn to me. “Is Serenity okay?”
I glance down the hallway, wondering how best to approach her. “She’s fine. Everyone out,” I say calmly. Serenity and I need to talk.
My officers instantly scatter.
I bend over and pick up the quilt Cub was talking about. My chest squeezes painfully. It’s made from some of the clothes I bought for Mila. I rub my finger over one of the squares with little yellow rubber ducks on it.
Before I head into the bedroom, I heat up a bowl of soup. After the microwave dings, I find Serenity sitting at the end of the bed waiting for me.
“Prospect’s brother, Psycho, he didn’t hurt me,” she says before I even get the door closed.
My shoulders drop in relief. That says a lot about her character. She didn’t torture me longer than necessary.
“I thought he was Savage.”
That is where her story begins. She tells me everything as her soup grows cold on the dresser. I don’t want to stop her, though. She needs to get this out, and I need to hear it. Every detail.
I sit beside her quietly, holding her hand, both of us staring at the wall as she speaks. It’s nice learning more about the twin’s family, but it’s also a little hard to listen to. They saved her, not me.
“It should have been me,” I say quietly when she finishes.
“You were right where I needed you to be. The only reason I was able to do what I did was because Mila was safe here with you.”
“I need to kill someone,” I say, my anger simmering just below the surface with the thought of another man touching her.
She laughs lightly, and her fingers rake through the back of my hair. “How about you make love to me instead?”
My gaze bounces over her face because I’m not sure she’s ready. She’s been through so much, and I’m still not certain she trusts me. Why the fuck would she?
She rises from the bed and turns to stand directly in front of me.
And then she drops the robe.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Serenity