Bound by Tears (Cauld Ane Book 6) Page 26
Jesska bit her lip. “Okay. Yes. Thank you.”
He wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her arm around his neck. “Ready?”
Jesska nodded and forced herself to her feet. In the end, Jóvin had to carry her to her suite, setting her on the sofa in the sitting room. Kaspar had given strict instructions that their bedroom was off-limits to anyone but them. Apparently, that meant his security as well.
Jesska couldn’t keep her eyes open.
“Rest, m’lady. I’ll stay here with you.”
She nodded and curled into the sofa.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
STRONG ARMS PULLED Jesska close as she was lifted and her cheek was kissed. “It’s me, baby,” Kaspar whispered.
Jesska sighed, forcing her eyes open and smiling. “I was a little concerned that Jóvin might have decided to take a few liberties.”
“If he had, he’d be dead.”
“I was joking.”
Kaspar closed his eyes for a second after he set her on their mattress.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Why am I not convinced?”
Kaspar pulled his shirt over his head and walked into the bathroom. “Everything is dealt with, sweetheart.”
She slid from the bed and headed to the bathroom. “What does that mean?”
“Come take a shower with me and then we’ll talk in bed.”
“Or we could talk in the tub,” she suggested.
Kaspar gave her a tired smile. “Even better.”
Jesska plugged the bath and started the water before staring at her mate. “You look exhausted, baby.”
He sighed. “I am.”
“Because of the Red Fang?”
“All of it, baby.” He dragged his hands through his hair. “It’s just been a skít day.”
“Kaz.” She slid her hands up his chest and looped them behind his neck. “Are. You. Okay?”
He smiled again. “I’m fine now, baby. All is done.”
She rubbed her forehead.
“What?” Kaspar asked.
“I think I need to tell you something.”
“What?” he pressed, his tone one of suspicion.
“It’s your birthday in a week.”
“I’m aware.”
She sighed. “I kind of planned a party.”
He raised an eyebrow. “You did?”
She nodded. “We have thirty people descending on our home in two days. Gunnar helped me organize it.”
Kaspar laughed. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. I’m sorry, babe. I’ll call everyone and cancel. It’s just not a good time.”
He shook his head. “No. I’ll be fine. I just need a little time to process everything. It won’t take long.”
“Good. You can start your processing by telling me about everything that happened, and then we can christen the tub.”
Kaspar chuckled. “I don’t know if I have the energy to talk and christen, honestly.”
Jesska gasped. “Don’t tell me my virile, albeit, very old man, is fading on me.”
“I just need to get my second wind.”
She grinned. “I can help with that.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yep. Consider me the wind beneath your wings.”
Kaspar laughed. “If I were a bird, I would be grateful.”
Jesska giggled. “It’s an old song. Bette Midler did a cover. How and why I know that, I haven’t got a clue.”
“Your mind is like a steel trap, elskan. You never cease to amaze me.” Kaspar removed the rest of his clothes and stepped into the bath, holding his hand out to her.
Jesska undressed and climbed in with him, settling herself between his legs, her back to his chest. “So, what happened?”
“Camilla was loyal to Alice, and Camilla was the one who found someone to hide the girls when they were taken.”
Jesska stretched her neck to look at him. “But no one seemed to know where they were.”
Kaspar nodded. “That’s because the woman who warned me was the one who stopped Sophia being taken, and apparently, there was another nurse before her who had stepped in on behalf of Pepper. After that, the information gets fuzzy, because the original nurse is dead. But it would seem she was able to use her gift of manipulation to get Pepper out of Iceland at about the time Charlotte was born. She brought them to the States, and Pepper was given to a childless couple, while Charlotte was given to the Whitmores, who’d lost their child at birth.”
Jesska whistled. “The logistics of all of that.”
“I know. And it all started because two people were at war with one another. All those lives destroyed and interrupted for revenge.”
“Total War of the Roses kind of thing.”
“Yes.”
“What will happen with Camilla?”
“She will be exiled somewhere she can’t hurt anyone ever again. Along with anyone else attached to her and this scheme. Erik is being dealt with on Kade’s end, and I have a sneaky suspicion he’ll be sent to wherever Alice is.”
Jesska giggled. “Poetic justice, considering they were each just as bad as the other. Cheating to get back at someone for cheating is stupid.”
“Yes.” He sighed. “I will have to find a new assistant, which will take some time.”
“What about Camilla’s assistant?”
He shook his head. “She knew what Camilla was doing and didn’t say a word.”
“See? Bitches be loco,” Jesska said.
Kaspar grimaced. “Perhaps I should hire a man next.”
Jesska smiled. “I could do it.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I’ve been an administrative assistant for several types of executives for a while now.” She looked up at him. “And who better than someone you know will always be loyal? ‘Hire for attitude, train for skill’ is my motto.”
“You would want to do that? Work for me? It’s a demanding job, and not without stress.”
She shrugged. “Why not? You can help me figure things out, and I can yell at you if you’re mean.”
He chuckled. “I’ll think about it.”
“You’ll think about it?” Jesska turned to face him. “What’s there to think about?”
“Well, for one, my new assistant is going to need a certain skill set that I’ve never taken advantage of before.”
“Oh, really? And what would that entail?”
He followed a drop of water with his finger as it trailed between her breasts. “She may be required to partake in meetings while in the nude.”
“Why, sir, that is sexual harassment,” she said in a deep, southern voice.
“If you’re lucky,” he retorted, shifting her so she straddled him.
“I will need to discuss your conduct with human resources.”
He kissed her neck, running his hands down her back. “I am human resources.”
She licked her lips and hummed in bliss. “I take it you’ve gotten your second wind.”
“And third,” he said, and proceeded to show her just how awake he was.
* * *
Jesska curled herself closer to Kaspar as he slept beside her, his even breathing finally indicating he was relaxed. She couldn’t believe how quickly her life had gone from sadness to joy. The man who’d changed everything for her was more than she could have ever asked for or imagined.
She smiled, kissing his chest and wrapping an arm around his waist. Before she succumbed to sleep, she sent up a quick prayer of thanks for the man who’d helped her live again.
* * *
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