The Thief (Black Dagger Brotherhood #16)(138)

“Good. That was the plan.”

Assail didn’t waste any goddamn time. He shoved the light blankets down, yanked up his hospital johnny, and then she was up on the bed straddling him.

“I love you,” she said as she kissed him. “And I didn’t take any chances. In and out. The job was done safely, I swear.”

Just as she lowered herself onto his arousal, he thought he never would have imagined him and the love of his life having such a factual conversation about murdering someone. Then again, who else did he think he’d end up with?

Only a strong female, with a will of her own and the skills to match, would ever capture his heart.

And Marisol Maria Rafaela Carvalho, a.k.a. Sola Morte, was that female exactly.

“I love you,” he said with a groan as they became one.

And then he stopped thinking altogether, and just reveled in the feeling. Surely there were going to be obstacles to surmount and conflicts to be resolved—and he was going to have to find something productive to do with himself.

But if he had learned one thing, in his four hundred years of existence?

With love…all things are possible.





       Dedicated to:

   You both. I can’t think of

   two more kindred hearts or souls.





ACKNOWLEDGMENTS


With immense gratitude to the readers of the Black Dagger Brotherhood!

Thank you so very much to Kara Welsh and everyone else at Ballantine—these books are truly a team effort.

With love to Team Waud—you know who you are. This simply could not happen without you.

None of this would be possible without: my loving husband, who is my adviser and caretaker and visionary; my wonderful mother, who has given me so much love I couldn’t possibly ever repay her; my family (both those of blood and those by adoption); and my dearest friends.

And as always, with love and devotion, to my WriterDog II, Naamah.