Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 99413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
“I hadn’t known he would be. He wanted to be the one to kill Nash, but it seemed like they knew they were coming. They were ready.”
“What is good news. You make my head hurt.”
“Spinelli has not pulled my cousin. I thought he would after you revealed you knew he had a spy inside the Alliance. We could use this, pull my cousin for our use instead.”
“No, that’s my insurance against Spinelli. If anything happens to me, he still pay for his crimes. Cousin stays put.”
Miroslav nods. “Okay, then you might want to know what I have learned. All the families are on the move to LaSalle’s private island. My cousin believes we can get the location.”
“This, I can work with. I still have plan to draw bitch out in open, but get me head of at least one son on that island. No more incompetence. Find someone who get job done.”
“I have someone in mind. I will take care of everything. Should I work on your next location and move?”
“Net, I handle this time. You take care of hit.”
I give him cold, hard stare to let him know he has burned through his opportunities to fail me. If he doesn’t get this done, it will be his life. I have lost my patience.
CHAPTER 37
Locatelli Island
Cass
I sigh in relief as I step out of the bubble bath and wrap myself in a towel. This island is in the lap of luxury. Even the bubble bath feels lush and silky against my skin.
There was a basket of expensive goodies and a welcome note waiting for me when we arrived. This place has been done with style. No stone was left unturned.
LaSalle spared no expense making this island Tasha’s very own paradise. Joe decided we should fly in early, instead of flying in with the lads and their families. Now that we are here, I know that wasn’t a bad idea.
A flight and boat ride to the island with not one but five newborns under three months—I love my grands and my lads but not that much.
Wyatt’s little guy, Gunnar, was the first to make an appearance. Noah finally got his little princess, as Addison was next to follow. Ryan’s little beauty, Reign, was the last to make an appearance in the wee hours of the morning after her cousins.
Kay delivered Deandra to a proud Felix the next day, then a few hours later, Braxton finally got his boy. Thank God, because I thought I was going to have to kill him if Heather gave him another girl. Brien is adorable with his headful of red hair.
The five horny fuckers indeed all had babies within twenty-four hours of each other. My heart has been so full as each baby has come into the world and come home. I went from thinking I would never have grands to having almost two dozen.
I have been trying to spread myself thin to go to each of the boys’ houses to give my daughters-in-law help and be there for the grands. That Jordan doesn’t like to share me.
She tolerated Blake, but I see how she watches Reign like she might sit on her when no one is watching. I caught her rolling her eyes at me as I held the new baby. Joe is right; it’s time I recharge.
Moving to the mirror, I rub moisturizer on my face and then begin to work on my body. A deep sigh of relaxation spills from my lips. It’s so peaceful here; I have to wonder why I’ve been putting off a vacation.
I close my eyes as I rub lotion into my shoulder, working a knot out. I’m lost in thought as soft lips meet my skin. When I open my eyes and look into the mirror, Joe is standing behind me, looking into my eyes through our reflection.
He had gone to the gym for a workout when we arrived. I opted for a soak in the tub. No one else has arrived just yet, so we have the place to ourselves, other than the waiting staff.
“You smell divine,” Joe whispers into my ear.
“And ye stink of sweat and musk.”
“Turning you on?”
I snicker. “Maybe.”
He flicks his tongue out to trap a bead of water with it, then sucks the patch of skin into his mouth. A moan leaves my lips, and my eyes roll back as he palms one of my breasts. His groan vibrates through me, making me feel wanted, beautiful, and half my age.
Joe has never made me feel anything other than beautiful. A grin comes to my lips as he begins to poke me in my bum with his hard, thick length. I turn, drop my towel to the floor, then get to my knees in front of him.
Just as quickly, I palm him and take him into my mouth. Joe groans and rubs the back of his fingers against my cheek as he looks down at me. Bobbing my head, I get him nice and wet.