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“I’ll explain all of it to you some other time,” I assure him. I know he can’t take it all in right now, and he’d just worry about the people I had to align myself with, but he doesn’t need to let that get to him. I know that the Kings have my back. Without them, I never would have gotten him back. I owe them everything.

“You just rest now, okay?” I tell him, smoothing some of his overgrown hair back from his face.

“I will,” he replies. “You too, all right?”

I smile. There’s the father in him, the man who wants to look out for me no matter what. I plant a kiss against his temple, and watch as he slowly drifts off back to sleep once again, then rise to my feet and head outside.

Morning is starting to break, and I know I need some proper rest, but right now, all I can think about is Malo. I wander into the clubhouse, which is strangely still after all the chaos of the night before, and then up to his room.

When I get there, my eyes widen. The drawers are pulled from the dresser, and clothes and other items are scattered everywhere. The door to the bathroom is open, and I can hear Malo inside. My stomach drops. Oh, God. He’s not using again, is he?

I tiptoe in, not wanting to let him know I’m here before I’ve had a chance to see what’s going on. My heart thrums in my chest as I push open the door and step inside and find him rooting through the cabinet above the sink. I have no idea what’s going on.

“Malo?” I whisper. He turns to me. There’s a grin on his face. No signs that he might be high, from what I can tell.

“Maria,” he replies, and he moves toward me, slipping his hands to my waist. “It’s good to see you.”

“What are you doing?” I ask, gesturing around. “It’s a mess in here.”

“I’m clearing this place out,” he explains. “I’m checking to make sure there’s nothing else to use here.”

“To use?” I reply, confused.

He nods with a sigh. “Drugs,” he tells me. “After what happened the other day, I… I just know I can’t risk that shit again. I don’t want it in my life, not for another moment, I’ve already let it take too much from me. I’m done. Ya no más.”

He speaks with a fervency I have never heard from him before.

I can’t help but smile. “You mean it?”

“Si, I mean it,” he replies. “I don’t think there’s anything left in here, but I’m clearing it out. Down the toilet. I don’t want to see it ever again.”

It’s such a far cry from the man I met on that first night, the man who had been racking up a line at the back of the bar over a dumpster. He seems clear-headed now, clear in his intention, clear in his mission and his plan.

I take a step toward him. “I’m so proud of you.” And, the way he looks at me, I don’t think anyone has ever said that to him before. He pulls me close, his arms around my waist, his strength everything I need to ground me in this moment. Physically, I’m tired, but his touch sends a lightning bolt of energy through me.

“Thank you,” he replies, as he slowly sinks his mouth onto mine. I smile into the kiss. How could I not? We’re safe now, well and truly safe, and so is my father. We have nothing to fear.

And, right now, we have all the time in the world for each other.

CHAPTER 46

MALO

Itake my time as I guide her to the bed, moving my mouth against hers slowly. There’s no rush. I want to enjoy every moment of her, just the way we both deserve.

I bring her down onto my bed at last, amongst all the chaos of this impromptu room clean-up that I’m doing. Honestly, it’s impossible to imagine that anything I could have found in here would have given me anything close to the high that being this close to her does. I can feel her arching against me, pushing herself into me, as I wrap my arms around her tight. I want to lose myself to this, more than anything. I want to let this feeling control me, rule me. I want to give myself to her completely, and get her in return.

I move my mouth to her cheek, grazing it over her soft skin, and down to her neck. She gasps as my hands slide down to her hips, and I push down her jeans. She wriggles out of them, kicking them off with the cutest little giggle, and I push my hands into her hair and kiss her properly again, tongue in her mouth, feeling her move into me like she can’t get enough.

I slide my hand down between her legs, cupping my fingers around her panties, feeling the warmth of her through the fabric. I groan against her mouth, feeling my cock swelling in response to her, needing her, wanting her more than I can make sense of.

“You feel so good,” I murmur, as I hook my fingers around her panties and slowly pull them aside. I listen to her breathing grow more and more ragged as I brush my fingers along her clit, her body responding to me. I pull back to gaze into her eyes and she slides her hand to the back of my head, as though making sure I’m not going anywhere.

Her hips move in time with my fingers as I massage her clit in small circles, her eyes half-closed as the pleasure gets the better of her. My cock throbs inside my pants, and all I can think of right now is being inside her. Nothing will sate me until I feel her wrapped around me again.

She seems to know what’s on my mind, and reaches down to my pants, rubbing her hand along the outline of my cock as she gazes up at me. I can see the need written all over her face, both of us needing this more than we can put into words, and she kisses me again, tongue slipping past my lips, like she’s gorging herself on me.

I kick off my pants and she lifts her hips to wriggle out of her panties, pulling off her shirt as she does so. I toss my tee to the side, and the two of us come together again, naked now, our bodies pressed against one another. Nothing keeps us apart. We’re just finally able to give ourselves to each other, as I’ve been craving for so long now.