The one weak spot in his plan is in his heart––Skye gets under his skin like no other woman has and she’s not going to let him take all the danger on his shoulders alone. But when she’s caught in the crossfire Finn has to decide whether to follow his heart or his carefully crafted plan to not only clean up the town but heal his soul.
“It’s too dangerous.” She shook her head.
“Skye.” He moved into her personal space, leaning forward. “Dylan might have forgotten to tell you the small print about coming to the Brotherhood. We don’t stop once we’ve started.” He was close enough to kiss, the temptation driving her mad. “We’ve come too far to stop now, Skye.”
“You’re crazy.” She blinked, trying to wrap her mind around what he was saying. “You’re totally insane.”
“I’ve been told that before.” Finn laughed. “To get the job done, sometimes you have to go where no one else dares.” He reached out and took her hand, the simple gesture raising goose bumps on her skin. “There’s a long line of dead bodies and destroyed lives in Smith’s wake, and they deserve justice.”
She knew he was right.
She still didn’t like it.
Finn continued. “I wouldn’t pull you into this if I didn’t need your help. If I had my way, I’d send you to Vegas with the Watleys and transfer Robby to another hospital.”
“But you can’t. And you won’t. Because if you do it will warn the gang something’s going on. I’m not going to leave Robby. And I won’t leave you.”
The charged words hung in the air between them.
After a moment, Finn stood up. “I’ve got some planning to do, and you’ve got a night shift to prepare for.”
Skye mentally slapped herself and glanced at the clock. She didn’t have much time left before she was due at the real estate office.
Finn smiled. “We’ve both got a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Go to work—I’m going to make sure my suspicions are right about the Rest ‘n’ Relax, and then hit the bar. I’ll see you in the morning.”
He turned and walked into the living room, picking up his leather jacket before heading for the door.
She grabbed the bottle and poured the last of the wine into her glass before draining it.
“Skye.” He moved into her personal space, leaning forward. “Dylan might have forgotten to tell you the small print about coming to the Brotherhood. We don’t stop once we’ve started.” He was close enough to kiss, the temptation driving her mad. “We’ve come too far to stop now, Skye.”
“You’re crazy.” She blinked, trying to wrap her mind around what he was saying. “You’re totally insane.”
“I’ve been told that before.” Finn laughed. “To get the job done, sometimes you have to go where no one else dares.” He reached out and took her hand, the simple gesture raising goose bumps on her skin. “There’s a long line of dead bodies and destroyed lives in Smith’s wake, and they deserve justice.”
She knew he was right.
She still didn’t like it.
Finn continued. “I wouldn’t pull you into this if I didn’t need your help. If I had my way, I’d send you to Vegas with the Watleys and transfer Robby to another hospital.”
“But you can’t. And you won’t. Because if you do it will warn the gang something’s going on. I’m not going to leave Robby. And I won’t leave you.”
The charged words hung in the air between them.
After a moment, Finn stood up. “I’ve got some planning to do, and you’ve got a night shift to prepare for.”
Skye mentally slapped herself and glanced at the clock. She didn’t have much time left before she was due at the real estate office.
Finn smiled. “We’ve both got a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Go to work—I’m going to make sure my suspicions are right about the Rest ‘n’ Relax, and then hit the bar. I’ll see you in the morning.”
He turned and walked into the living room, picking up his leather jacket before heading for the door.
She grabbed the bottle and poured the last of the wine into her glass before draining it.
When she’s not writing about hunky heroes, she is sipping tea, playing board games and writing haiku.
A total fangirl at heart, she met her husband through an online fanfiction community and currently lives in Pennsylvania.
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