Chapter 46

Several more bottles of wine, and a very drunken me later, we stumble to bed. I sit on my knees, looking at Kane undress, and get ready for bed. Maybe it’s the wine, or maybe it’s just knowing that tonight I can sleep free of fear, but I’m back to being horny. He catches my eyes on him and gives me a smile. “Forget it, you’re drunk.”

“Yeah so?”

“I’m a lecherous asshole, but I’m not ‘mess with drunk she-wolves’ bad.”

“I’m your mate.”

“I don’t care. Come on--” he pats the bed --“get in drinky smurf.”

I start laughing and crawl under the covers. He turns on his side, his hand tucked under his head, staring at me with sleepy eyes. Gods, he’s beautiful. “Thank you,” I say.

“For what?”

“Killing him. I couldn’t do it.”

“Of course not, he was your father.”

“It’s awful, I know, but I’m glad he’s dead.”

“It’s okay. He wasn’t a good guy.”

“He was a monster.”

“I thought I’m the monster.”

I did say that – more than once. “No, you’re a good man. Better than most.”

He yawns, his eyes cl