Fix You: Bash and Olivia, Book 3 Read Online Free PDF

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    Bash put a hand on Matty's now-heaving chest and pushed him back with a murmured word in his ear that I couldn't make out. When he faced Mickey again, he seemed calm and in control. "Let's be reasonable here, okay? We both know you made out huge here. The money you let Matty borrow is in your possession to loan out again at your usual rate, and you had to have made a killing on that fight. No more money needs to exchange hands. You keep that, wipe his debt from the books and we all walk away happy, okay?"
    Mickey's eyes took on a cunning glint that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. He looked to me and tipped his head. "You the girlfriend?"
    I wet my lips and nodded slowly. Bash stepped closer to me and took my hand.
    "She's got nothing to do with this, Mick. Let's keep it between us."
    He waved him off and kept his gaze locked on me. "What do you think would happen, missy, if I just let them back out on a deal without there being any consequences? People would start to call me soft. Think I'm a sucker. I can't be nobody's sucker, doll. That's suicide in my business. You understand?"
    I swallowed hard and looked away, hoping that was a rhetorical question, but then reconsidered. "Well, I wouldn't think you were a sucker. I'd think you were a fair man and I'd want to do business with you." My voice cracked on the end, but not bad, all things considered.
    He nodded approvingly and turned his attention back to Bash. "She's a keeper. She's got big balls, like the two of you. I'll tell you what. Take the five grand and I’ll think this all over, look at the numbers from tonight, then I'll give you a call tomorrow. At the very least, you've bought yourself a little more time to get the rest of the cash. If I can do more for you, I'll let you know."
    He stood and walked to the door, swinging it open wide. Matty seemed to hesitate, but Bash gave him a shove and he started walking. There wasn't much else to do at that point. Now we'd have to wait, and odds were pretty good this whole thing wasn't over.
    And still? Bash was okay. I could deal with anything that came my way now. As we walked down the hallway toward the exit, I was already thinking of where to take my car to get the best price for it when Bash tugged me to a stop.
    "We'll meet you back at the apartment," he said to Matty. His brother nodded and made his way through the door out toward the parking lot.
    "Let's just go, Bash. I don't want to spend another second here," I said, leaning closer, soaking in his warmth. He pulled back, his intense gaze captured mine, and I forgot everything else for a second as the world fell away. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and dipped down until his face was level with mine.
    He kissed one corner of my mouth and then the other before whispering, "Thank you. Thank you for caring enough to come. Thank you for realizing you couldn't stop me. Thank you for being you." His beautiful face was so sincere, my heart nearly exploded. "Mickey's right. You got balls, doll."
    The words comforted me from the inside out and I offered him a hard-won smile. "You should've seen me earlier. I broke away from this guy and kicked him in the nuts just like you showed me. Hard, too. You would've been proud."
    His eyes clouded with worry, but I shushed him before he could grill me.
    "It was fine. A silly thing, but I was glad you taught me those moves. I feel stronger every day I'm with you. But if you ever keep something like this from me again, you're going to see exactly how tough I can be."
    He nodded and bent to give me one last kiss, this time on the mouth. "Roger that."
    He slung his arm around my shoulder and we stopped off at the locker where he’d stored his street clothes and keys, and then headed out to his car. I felt a thousand pounds lighter without the weight of his possible impending doom on my shoulders. Now to go back to his apartment and watch Matty stitch him up.
    "Do you guys ever, like, I don't know. Go out