Her eyes widen, and her whole body grows rigid. “Home? As in … back to the Netherlands?”
“The cabin is my home,” I say, and she noticeably relaxes again. “With my damaged brain, I wouldn’t do well in a bustling city.”
“With our damaged family, you mean,” she adds.
I laugh. “I hope they don’t give you and Luca too much trouble.”
“Oh, they have,” she replies, folding her arms. “But we dealt with them, don’t worry.”
“You two make fine fucking heirs to the throne.” I wink.
A sudden knock on the door tears my eyes away from hers.
Jasmine steps inside again and then glances at someone, probably Luca, outside. “See, I told you she was still alive.”
I can’t help but laugh, and so does Jill.
“I’m not dead, don’t worry,” Jill jests.
Luca grumbles from the hallway, and it only makes me laugh harder. “I take it back. He hasn’t changed a bit.”
“Eh, it grows on you,” Jill replies, shrugging it off.
Jasmine frowns. “So you two are suddenly fine with each other now?”
“No, but I will tolerate him.” Jill throws me a look. “And I think you know why.”
“Why?” Jasmine asks, confused, as she walks toward us.
I grab Jasmine’s hand. “No reason …”
When I try to pull her closer, she just looks at me as if I’ve lost my goddamn mind. “Something fishy is going on here.”
Jill laughs and gets up from the bed. “I’m gonna go calm the wolf pacing around outside.”
“I’m serious. What the hell did I miss?” Jasmine asks as Jill leaves the room.
“Nothing but a little groveling,” I reply, dragging her hand to my lips for a kiss.
“Oh …” A sly look takes over her face. “Well, don’t let me stop you.”
The little giggle that follows instantly hardens my cock, and that fucking hurts when I just had surgery.
I grab her ass and drag her closer to me while gazing into her eyes. “I’m sorry, Jasmine. For all the pain I’ve caused you. And I’m ready to grovel for the rest of my life if I have to.”
Tears well up in her eyes, and she leans down to grab my face and kiss me harder than ever before. “If that’s a new promise to add to the box … deal.”
Chapter 38
Jasmine
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Luca and Jill stay in a hotel and buy me some clothes I can wear while I watch over Liam. I mean, a bathrobe isn’t exactly great attire for an entire day. When Liam is finally discharged, we drive back to the cabin in Luca and Jill’s car.
They reluctantly agreed to bring him back to his house after some deliberation. Of course, I may have spouted a little bit about how they owed it to him, seeing as they almost got him killed. Almost, being the keyword. Just like Liam almost killed my sister.
Our family is just a little fucked up. And I’ve made my peace with that. I just want the fighting to stop.