At that, I felt and saw his casual shrug before, "Not my favorite pastime, baby, not even in the top hundred and fifty but it"s happened and you deal."
Okay, well...
Yikes!
I"d pulled my s.h.i.t together but frankly I"d dealt with enough that night and enough the last however many years. I would deal with the fact my man was a man who got shot at later.
Like, in my next life.
Moving on.
"You said if that was Damian, do you not think it is?"
"He"d be my prime suspect. Or he was until I saw him with you. Probably not his brightest move to admit to calling a hit on a cop ever but definitely not right in front of the cop he called the hit on but when you were shoutin" at him, he seemed genuinely surprised and started to deny it though he didn"t get to finish considering you were still shoutin"."
"I had things to get off my chest," I told him quietly and he grinned as his hand at my neck as well as his arm around my back gave me a squeeze.
Then he dipped his head, touched his mouth to mine and then lifted it away before he whispered, "Yeah, and I"m f.u.c.kin" glad you did. You were magnificent, sweetness. f.u.c.kin"
phenomenal. "
It was nice he thought that and all.
But...
"I lost it again," I whispered, pressing in closer.
"No, you"re finding it," he contradicted.
"What?"
"Babe, he took your power. Tonight, you took it back. And it..." his arm gave me a squeeze, "was," his hand gave me a squeeze, "f.u.c.kin"," his forehead dropped to rest on mine, "beautiful. "
I closed my eyes and pulled in a deep breath.
Then I opened them and said, "You had my back."
"I always have your back."
Warm gushiness flooded through me, one of my hands slid from around his back, up his chest, his neck to cup his cheek.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"You"re welcome, Tess," he whispered back.
He lifted his forehead and his thumb swept my jaw as my fingers slid from his cheek into his hair.
Then he declared, "s.h.i.t that went down tonight, get it outta your head."
I blinked.
Then I asked, "Sorry?"
"It happened, it"s reported, the phone call prior is bein" looked into. You live your life.
You bake your cakes. You spend time with your friends. You already tell me where you are and where you"re goin", you intensify that. I"ll send someone to look at the security at your bakery and also look into setting something up here."
"Brock "
"Vance is good at that s.h.i.t, stellar. I"ll talk to him."
"Brock "
"Units are gonna drive by regular, keep a look out. And your bakery is now on radar."
"Hon "
"They got sh.e.l.l casings. Those might have prints. Guy was wearin" a ski mask but I got his build, make and model on the car, a partial plate and he wasn"t wearin" gloves so we know he"s white."
"Can I ?"
His thumb stopped stroking and his fingers gave me a squeeze.
"You be smart, you be vigilant but I have your back, Tess, I always do. You do not need to worry about this."
I stared at him thinking now maybe Brock was high.
Then I reminded him, "You got shot at tonight."
"Yeah, babe, and it"s happened before. I hope it won"t happen again but in my line of work that"s a possibility. I deal and you bein" my woman, you deal."
"But "
His hand shifted so his thumb could press on my lips.
"This is the job you have now, Tess. You"re with me, you deal and you"re with me. And the woman I saw tonight shrieking in the face of the monster who violated her, she won"t have a problem with that. The only way you beat motherf.u.c.kers who try to f.u.c.k with you is not to let them beat you. So you deal."
d.a.m.n, I freaking hated it when he made sense.
"Yeah?" he prompted when I said nothing.
I didn"t answer. Instead I asked, "Did Martha ask your Riviera order?"
"Yeah she did, now did you get me?"
It also bugged me that you couldn"t pull s.h.i.t over on him.
I rolled my eyes.
Then I said, "I got you."
He grinned. Then he dipped his head to touch his lips to mine again. Then he lifted it and looked at the counter of the island.
Then he looked back at me. "That for me or you double-fisting it?"
"For you," I answered though double-fisting it sounded like a plan. Until one of my fists was wrapped around a fork and shoveling in chile rellenos that was.
He let me go with one arm and grabbed his beer. I moved my hand in his hair to around his waist and lifted my beer to take another slug.
Then I remarked, "Well, silver lining, toxic exes, middle of the night phone calls interrupting great s.e.x and imminent o.r.g.a.s.ms, gunfights in the front yard, our lives aren"t boring."
Brock finished taking his pull, dropped his beer hand and agreed, "Nope."
"That said, I"m investigating vacation spots, requirements include beachfront hotel, therefore a beach, a bar that serves c.o.c.ktails that taste like liquid candy and that"s pretty much it. If you can"t get off work, I"m selling cupcakes on street corners to make up the dough so you can take leave without pay and we"re kidnapping Rex and Joel if we have to because I am not waiting two months for spring break and we"ll answer to the charges when we get back."
He stared down at me.
"It"ll be worth it, I promise," I a.s.sured him.
He continued to stare down at me.
"We"ll get Rex and Joel their own room. Adjoining. Locks on our side."
He looked away, muttered, "Now you"re talkin"," and took another pull of beer.
I grinned and took another pull at mine.
Then a knock came at the front door.
Martha and Mexican.
No, my best friend Martha who dropped everything to be with me during a serious drama and really freaking good Mexican.
And, as ever, the ride continues.
But at this present time, that ride was on an up.
So I was going to take advantage.
And clearly Brock was too for he didn"t hesitate to let me go and move to the door.
Or maybe he was just hungry.
Still, the ride was on an up. I knew this because as I stood in my fabulous kitchen with a beer in my hand and my man heading toward the door, my best friend and really freaking good Mexican, I was watching his a.s.s.
Definitely an up.
Absolutely.
Chapter Nineteen.
A Day at Tessa"s Cakes
"Tess! Your hot guy is here!" Nora, one of my kids, called from the front of the bakery.
"And he"s got two mini-hot guys with him."
I looked up from the birthday cake I was decorating toward the swinging half doors that separated the bakery part of the bakery from the public part of the bakery and within seconds I saw an amused Brock push through followed by his two smirking sons who it was plain to see liked being referred to as mini-hot guys especially when a pretty, perky young thing like Nora called them that.
I was happy to see them but surprised.
It was more than a week after the Damian Drama, it was Sat.u.r.day and business was still booming. I"d been in the shop since seven because I had six birthday cakes to decorate by noon and an anniversary cake to decorate by three. I also had two appointments with blushing soon-to-be brides to discuss their wedding cakes.
It was now just after eleven and again (mostly) all hands on deck. Kalie was out on the floor with Nora and Suni and Kellie was back with me and my two other bakers and decorators extraordinaire and the place was humming.
"Hey Uncle Slim!" Kellie called, hands busy with rolling snickerdoodle b.a.l.l.s of dough in cinnamon and sugar. "Yo, Joey, Rex."
"Hey Kellie," Joel called back.
"Hey," Rex said distractedly, his eyes big and taking in the sights and smells of magic happening all around and his face registered exactly that magic.
I giggled at Rex and my eyes went to Brock who"d greeted his niece verbally but came to me and greeted my physically by getting close to my side and kissing my neck.
Then his mouth moved to my ear and he whispered, "Sweetness."
I shivered and my head turned, my eyes finding his.
"Hey honey," I whispered back, his eyes danced, I got another shiver then I looked to the boys. "Hey guys."
"Hey Tess," Joey replied.
"Hey," Rex mumbled, staring at the huge cake in front of me.
"Poppy seed with raspberry and cream filling and vanilla bean frosting," I told him, he blinked at the cake, his eyes lifted to mine, he blinked at me then his eyes dropped back to the cake and he licked his lips.
I giggled again.