Free SEAN: A Mafia Romance (The Callahans Book 3) by Glenna Sinclair Page A

sinking down into its cushions. “I thought it was over, but I’m beginning to think it will never be over.”
    “It is over, babe. He just doesn’t know it yet.”
    I turned the phone off, setting it screen side down on the counter. Then I went to her and lifted her up so that she was cradled in my arms.
    “I’ll talk to him. I’ll make him stop.”
    “What makes you think it’d do any good? I mean, the last time—”
    “I’ll make him stop.” I brushed the hair out of her face and kissed her. “After I’m done with him, he’ll forget your phone call, where you live, even what you look like. Okay?”
    She touched my face, her eyes rising to mine.
    “It should scare me to hear you talk like that. But it doesn’t.”
    “Good. I don’t want you to be afraid of me.”
    She shook her head, her eyes never leaving me. “There’s something about you that makes me want to trust you.”
    “You should trust me because I’m never going to let anyone hurt you, Delaney. Never.”
    “And what about you?” she asked, her hand sliding slowly over my cheek. “You hurt and I want to make it stop.”
    “Some things you can’t fix.”
    “If you told me…”
    I kissed her. I loved her for just wanting to fix me. But what haunted me wasn’t just an ex who wouldn’t leave me alone, a physical presence that could be scared away. What haunted me was something bigger, something I’d done that I couldn’t undo. It was a burden I’d have to carry for the rest of my life. It was something I’d chosen that I knew would haunt me but that I couldn’t avoid. Delaney couldn’t fix it, but being with her made it just a little easier for me to carry.
    I kissed her because she was the first person who made me feel as though I was capable of surviving what I’d done. She was the first person who’d offered me more than pain and guilt. I could almost believe that I could have a future when I looked in her eyes.
    I’ve only known her a few weeks, and I was falling for her. It was a dangerous game we were playing, one that could potentially blow up in our faces. But it could also give us a reward that could bring us both things we’d never even wished for.
    I was falling in love, and I almost felt like it was okay.
    For the first time in a long time, I felt hope.

Chapter 8
     
    Delaney
    I lay on my side and watched him sleep, a good soreness aching deep in my belly. A part of me wanted to wake him up and make love one more time before we had to go back to reality in the morning. But another part of me wanted to just lie here and watch him, to soak in the softness sleep brought to his rough, masculine features.
    He was beautiful. I ran my finger along his jaw, feeling the roughness of his five o’clock shadow. We’d spent all of Saturday together and all Sunday and never once had a tense moment. I’d never experienced anything like that before. Maybe it was my taste in men, but they all seemed to be argumentative and just down right annoying after a while.
    Or maybe it was the fact that we’d spent the majority of that time making love.
    Sex had never been that amazing in my mind. I liked to kiss. I liked making out with my boyfriends on the living room couch when my mom wasn’t around. But I’d never been terribly interested in going much further than that. Not until now. Not until Sean.
    Now I wanted it all the time.
    I blushed even as the thought crossed my mind. But I couldn’t…we’d done it on the kitchen counter, over the back of the couch, on the floor…I couldn’t stop thinking about it; I couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing I felt whenever he touched me.
    What was I doing? What did I know about this guy?
    Nothing, really. I knew about this family. I knew he was a lawyer. But I didn’t know where he worked, or where he lived. I didn’t even know his last name.
    But I knew I didn’t want to wake in the morning and find him gone.
    He moaned, his face contorting a little as something happened in