Limitless Love (Lotus House #4)(63)
I rolled my eyes. “Seriously? I’ve only met Silas once, and that was at one of Atlas’s release parties.”
More crunching. “He’s a really good guy. And I’m not sure why you’re surprised. People love you, Moe. You’re pretty, nice, and no one wants to see you get hurt. Least of all me or Atlas. You’re our family. I offered to take a day of watch, because who would mess with a hormonal Latina preggo, but Atlas lost his shit. We fought it out, then fucked it out. It was epic. Thank you for that.”
And I was back to laughing. Thank God I had such an amazing best friend. “I’m glad my situation is allowing you some make-up sex.”
“Oh no. We always have make-up sex. That was normal sex for us. Fighting and fucking is kind of our thing. Keeps us honest.”
I shook my head even though she couldn’t see it. “Okay. On that note, I’m going to bid you adieu and get back to my princess and my own hunk.”
“You do that. Dinner this weekend?”
“Sure, what are you thinking?”
She snorted. “Whatever you and Mr. Muscles are cooking, I’m eating. So far, this baby is not picky. And I have a new ultrasound picture to share. So you have that to look forward to.”
“Yes! I want to see. Maybe you should take a picture with your phone and send it to me?” A maternal ache kicked up inside me, reminding me that I was not getting any younger, and I wanted Lily to have a sibling.
“Nuh-uh. You have to wait. It will be sweeter when you see the baby’s cute little nub arms and legs and big-ass head. I can already hear you getting all swoony, and I have so few things to look forward to with this pregnancy. Your sweetness, tons of carbs, and hopefully a second-trimester crazy libido. Atlas says it’s coming. I’m all ready for it when it hits!”
“You are too much, but I love you.” And I really did love Mila. Sadly, more than my very own sister. I’d be lost without her. But Matisse, after everything she’d done… I shook my head and ran my hand through the heavy layers of my hair, sliding them away from my face. No more thoughts of her. It only did more damage than good.
“I love you too,” Mila said and hung up.
I ended the call, took a deep breath, and wondered if my own sister knew about Kyle’s attempted murder and break-in. She may have been coldhearted about being with him on the sly while we were married, but I couldn’t imagine she’d want me or my daughter dead. He had to be keeping his plans from Matisse. I couldn’t entertain the thought that a woman who shared my blood would want my daughter and me gone from existence. He had to be doing it behind her back. He had to be.
Chapter Fourteen
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“Angel. The first thing you need to know about self-defense are the soft targets. Regardless of what position an attacker gets you into, these are gold.”
I nodded, standing across from Nicholas Salerno in a pair of black yoga pants and a royal-blue ribbed tank top that said “Love Me a Latte” on the front. Every time I wore the tank, I snickered, and today I needed some humor, mostly because the situation with my ex was not humorous at all.
“We’re going to start with the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and throat moves.”
“Okay.” I jerked my head back and put up my arms like I’ve seen in kung fu movies.
He grinned and shook his head but took his stance across from me. He wore a pair of black lounge pants and nothing else. Magnificently bare chested. His torso was what women all over the Lotus House facility were drooling over. Now I personally understood what the hubbub was about. Nick had a large defined chest packed with muscles, with smooth skin all the way to his belly button, where a smattering of hair met the V of his waistline. I’d bet many had lost their minds over that happy trail. Under no duress, I’d happily admit the man was sex on a stick. Still, his chest had nothing on my man’s.
An image of Clayton’s broad golden chest entered my mind. Thank goodness I had my own man whose chest bested Nick’s, but not by much. Not by a long shot. Nicholas Salerno was ridiculously attractive. His hair shined a dark cappuccino like a new coffee bean. However, his eyes were the most incredible feature by far. My goodness, it was as if they were translucent. Kind of like looking through sea glass. The palest blue with a thin line of yellow around the edge. Stunning. I’d bet the right woman could look into those eyes and see her future. Probably many had tried. He hadn’t committed to any that I knew of.
Unaware of my musings, Nick continued. “Now, if your attacker goes for your upper body from the front, there are a variety of things you can do to ward him off. Start with the soft limits though. Those tend to be the easiest to remember. As he comes close, go for his face with your hands. Use your thumbs to jab straight into his eye sockets. Like so.” He placed his hands on the side of my cheeks and moved his thumbs right in front of my eyes but didn’t penetrate.