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suddenly
frightened.
    “You don’t think Jimmy DeLuca’s going to
retaliate, do you?” she asked.
    Easton shrugged almost
imperceptibly.   “I don’t know.   He’ll be licking his wounds for a while,
I think.   And besides, who knows
what Kane Wright decided to do with him.”
    “You think…” Kennedy trailed off for a
moment.   “Would Kane Wright kill
him?”
    “Maybe,” Easton said.   “Whatever DeLuca gets, he definitely has
it coming.”
    Kennedy still couldn’t believe everything
had turned so violent and so ugly.   Images of the chaos and horror were still flashing through her mind.
    The albino being stabbed in the chest.
    Red choking that one mobster.
    Easton punching Jimmy DeLuca over and
over, trying to crush his ribs.
    All of the blood
and intensity.   The worst of it was
that man Trevor, and what had been done to him because of Kennedy’s
suggestion.   When they’d removed his
hood, he hadn’t even seemed to know or care where he was.
    “Are you okay?” Easton asked.   “You look weird.”
    “I’m…I’m not feeling so good.”   She felt her stomach lurch, and then she
was running to the bathroom and falling to her knees in front of the toilet as
the previous night’s food came out in a rush.  
    She flushed the toilet, her stomach
heaving again, but nothing came out this time.
    Kennedy sat back, exhausted.   She got up and rinsed her mouth out with
mouthwash that was sitting on the sink ledge and then splashed some cold water
on her face.
    When she emerged from the bathroom,
Easton was standing near the stairs.   He looked at her kindly.   “Come on,” he said.   “We both
need to go to bed.   I’m not the only
one who’s been through the ringer.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Help me up there,” he said, nodding
toward the second floor.  
    When they got to the bedroom, Kennedy
stopped.   “I’ll come back and check
on you later,” she said, turning to go to the room down the other end of the
hallway.
    “Where are you going?” he chuckled.
    She stopped, her heart beating fast.   “I just assumed you’d want to sleep here
alone, like before.   And I’d sleep
in the other room.”
    “You sleep with me,” he said.   “I need you with me.”
    I
need you.
    Those were the words she heard, the only
words that mattered.
    Easton took her hand in his, and then he
led her into his bedroom.   It was
dark inside, but he didn’t turn on the lights.   The only illumination came from the
hallway, the bedroom door standing partway open.
    They moved slowly, since Easton was
limping and wounded.   Finally, he
sat heavily at the edge of his large bed.  
    Kennedy stood in front of him.   “Are you okay?   I’m worried.”
    “Don’t be worried,” he told her.   Now he held both of her hands.   His touch was warm and soft and sensual,
arousing her instantaneously.
    “How can I not be worried?” she
asked.   “I almost lost you.   I almost lost everything.”   The mere thought of it brought tears to
her eyes, but it was okay because the room was dark enough that Easton couldn’t
see her cry.
    His voice softened.   “We’re here, now.   We’re not going to lose each other.”
    “You can’t know that.   Something else could happen—“
    “No,” he said, squeezing her hands.   “Nothing else will happen.   I won’t let it happen, Kennedy.   I’m going to keep you safe forever.”
    She felt something inside her belly
release, like a fist unclenching.   Suddenly, she drew a deep breath, felt her lungs expand as if she was
taking her very first breath.
    “I was so scared,” she cried out, and
then she was sobbing.   The sobs were
deep and uncontrollable, and she couldn’t stop herself from shaking and
wailing.
    It was as if everything she’d been
holding in, not just today, but her whole life, came rushing out in that
moment.   Because Easton had promised
to keep her safe, and that was the only thing she’d ever wanted.
    He gently pulled