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NADIAMy head aches—hurting much worse than the nights I stayed up waiting for Felix to come home to me.By the time I’m done dressing and rearranging my hair, mystery man is already packing my things into my handbag, his movements quick, yet strangely careful. He stretches the bag out to me. My eyes drift from it to his still–heavily masked face.“I’m—”He raises a hand to hush me, then wraps his fingers around my wrist and tugs me gently toward him. “You don’t have to say anything. I just need you to promise me that you’ll see me again. That you’re not going to shut me out again.”I nod into his palm, which is now resting under my chin like he’s holding me together.His lips curve into a soft smile. He smooths back a strand of my hair and presses a slow, quiet kiss to my forehead. “I’ll always be here, sweetheart. Don’t ever forget that.”I sniff back the tear threatening to fall and nod again. “I really appreciate that.”It’s a wonder my voice doesn’t break. But he must feel the fr

JORDANSharon zips her bag, straightens, and looks at Cole before shifting her curious gaze to me. “What’s the plan?”She leans back against my office desk, hips pressed to the edge, arms folded tightly across her chest.“You’ve gotten him clothes and everything he needs. I think you need to let me take it from here,” I pin my gaze on her face. “Without you butting in.”“I can’t help it. He looks so lost, Jordan. He keeps glancing around like he’s expecting something or someone to jump his bones.”“That’s expected. He’s been through a lot.”“You know that… how?” She shoots me an accusing glare. “You bailed on us at Cielo, and you were unreachable the next day until after midnight.”“I was busy.”She narrows her eyes, studying my face. “I know you’re single, so you definitely weren’t out spending time with some woman. And Felix was at Elf’s with his wife. My husband saw them having dinner with some gray-haired man.”Raul.I’d looked him up the second I realized who Nadia was meeting. A

JORDANFacts have confirmed that Eli was right about the Mafia coming for me. They probably think that taking me out will give them access to Russo—let them do whatever the hell they want with him.The print staring back at me is a perfect match to one of the men I’ve suspected for a while. They were in my car last night, and the only reason they got access at all was because I left it unattended when I stepped out for a walk.Felix has been on my neck—dinner invitations, endless calls, begging me to meet his wife. He thinks my presence might somehow fix his marriage. In his words, she’s been eager to meet me, and seeing me might “loosen her up a bit.”I had to take a long walk to clear my head and think things through. Because I have a sickening feeling that if I meet Nadia officially—as her husband’s best friend—I’ll never get the chance to be with her again.Nadia might deny it all she wants, but a part of her still clings to that marriage. A part of her still belongs to him. And t

NADIAWhen I walk into the shelter’s dining hall, Laura is already laying out food, chatting animatedly with the matron. The moment she spots me, she hands the tray to the older woman and touches her shoulder gently. “My sister is here,” she says with a warm smile. Then she hurries over and wraps her arms around my neck. “I’m so sorry about the way I went off on you earlier, Nadia.”I cup her face and kiss her forehead. “It’s fine. You were right. And I appreciate you always keeping me in check.”She nods, grabs my hand, and pulls me toward the long table in the center of the room. “Come and see what I did with the dessert!” she says, practically glowing with childlike excitement.Laughing, I follow her—until I reach the table and stop short.It’s beautiful. Cookies shaped like dogs and other animals are arranged neatly on the trays. I pick one up, but instead of eating it, I trace its edges with my finger.“What does it remind you of?” she asks softly, resting her head lightly on my