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around me and ended up stopping the bullet to the back of her head with my hands. The DCA has some amazing surgeons who have fixed my hands and removed my scars. That was the least of my worries.
    After a week in a coma, Shanny came back. My heart beat again. The only issue, Shanny is no longer the girl I met twenty-two years ago. She’s been hurt and tortured in ways nightmares are made of. The woman has a strength and determination that has carried her through her life that’s unparalleled.
    Once she was rescued I set about putting away my uncle which was made easy by information Shanny’s father had hidden proving on paper what my uncle is, as well as a dirty politician that my uncle was in cahoots with. That politician is currently recovering from surgery after I put a bullet in him yesterday. He came for Shanny for the third and last time. He ordered the hit that was made to look like a gang turf war twenty-two years ago. He ordered the abduction and torture of Shanny in December to cover up his dealings with Vito twenty-two years prior. Yesterday, Governor Grady showed up with three Mancini Family lowlifes to try to force her to testify at his trial by stealing her infant son. Before Shanny, who’s a weapons expert the agency would love to get their hands on, could blow his brains out, I put two rounds in his chest.
    That’s the last time harm will come to Shannon Kelly on my watch.
    As much as I love that woman, she’s taken. She has a man who loves her the way she deserves, in a way I’m not sure I’m capable of. So instead of fighting for the love of a woman who’s had my heart for more than two decades I’ve let her go. Shanny’s my friend. My closest friend in the world and I love her fiercely. But I had to let her go. Eight months have passed since I found her in that basement and the ache from losing her still stings, but the joy in sharing her friendship lessens the blow.
    Yesterday, Shanny learned she’s pregnant with twins. Her life is full to the brim with love and I can’t be hurt by that. I take pleasure from it. I’ll fill my life with good to prove to myself that I deserve even a fraction of what that woman offers me as a friend if it’s the last thing I do on Earth.
    “So should I call you Uncle Nick?” Jake brings me back to the table away from my thoughts.
    “Yeah,” I grunt still stuck in my head a bit. I’m a fairly rough person to begin with so being a family man for the next year or so is going to be a challenge.
    “Please don’t call me Aunt Kat. It sounds like the name of some old lady’s dead cat that she’s had stuffed after it died and still shares her meals with,” Kat explains seriously. She’s fucking funny. I chuckle right along with Jake.
    “What would you like me to call you then?” Jake says through a snicker.
    “Is there an aunt I’d like to fuck acronym we could use?”
    That sets the whole table alight.
    “Not that I’m aware of. I’m not sure that would be a very wholesome option either,” Jake points out sweetly.
    “What about Aunt Kay? That sounds better,” she suggests.
    “I’m good with that if you are.”
    “Nick?” I like that she diverts for my approval. I like it more than I should.
    “I’m comfortable bein’ married to Aunt Kay,” I respond professionally.
    “This has been fun boys, but I’ve got a hot date tonight that I can’t put off gettin’ ready for any longer,” Kat informs us pulling her jacket on as she stands up.
    “I believe we’re staying at the same hotel. Would you like me to go back with you?” Jake asks politely. The kid is sweet, professional and smart. There’s nothing about him that suggests he’s a cold-blooded killer. I like him.
    “I’m good on my own but thanks. I’ve gotta run to a lingerie shop and I doubt you wanna accompany me for that errand.”
    That’s a lucky motherfucker she’s seeing tonight. Kat’s gorgeous, no doubt about it. Her hazel eyes are in a constant state of a sexy slant.