Chapter 5 - Dawn Over the Harbor
The first pale streaks of dawn were beginning to paint the industrial harbor in shades of bruised purple and pale gold when the black town car pulled quietly up to Sadi’s apartment building.
The engine hummed softly in the empty, silent street.
Sadi sat in the passenger seat, wearing the stunning emerald silk dress, her head resting comfortably against Vincent’s broad shoulder as his arm remained securely wrapped around her waist.
The forty-thousand-dollar debt to the O’Connors had been permanently wiped from the ledger hours ago with a single, quiet phone call Vincent had made from the back of the car. Tommy was already packed, sitting on a Greyhound bus heading west toward their aunt in Oregon, alive and breathing.
“You don’t have to stay here, you know,” Vincent said quietly, his thumb gently stroking the bare skin of her arm. “My penthouse downtown has multiple rooms. And my guards make terrible roommates.”
Sadi smiled softly in the dim light of the car cabin, turning her face upward to press a light kiss against his jaw.
“Only if I still get to pour your coffee on Tuesdays,” she teased softly.
May you like
Vincent’s arm tightened around her possessively, a rare, genuine smile breaking across his handsome face.
“Every Tuesday, Sadi,” he promised, pressing his lips to her hair as the sun finally broke over the city skyline. “For the rest of our lives.”
