I'm sorry—WHAT did you say?" I ask my dad as he sits down on my couch.
He sighs. "Vinnie is dead, baby girl"
"Oh, my god" I gasp. "That's horrible, poor Suzanne"
Dad scoffs before muttering something under his breath.
I scowl at my dad. "Dad, I might not have liked the girl but nobody deserves to lose someone they love"
My dad reaches for my tv remote and changed the channel. "Dad, why are you here if Vinnie is dead? He can't hurt me any more—I"
"Because you're not safe, baby girl, that's why," dad tells me.
I throw my hands up in the air. "Why who is after me now?" I cry. "Has Luke said something to you?" I ask.
"I'll let him explain," dad tells me.
"I wanna know now, dad" I hiss. "What's going on? I deserve to know"
Dad sighs heavily before placing the remote on the coffee table. "Smitty told Luke some stuff about Suzanne" he admits reluctantly.
"What stuff, come on dad" I groan.
"Fuck," he mutters. "She's certifiable, baby girl. She's crazy, a nut, a loon whatever you wanna call it, she's unstable and you're at risk"
"At risk of what? And how is she unstable? Surely this would of flagged up on the system when she applied to be a midwife" I ask.
"I don't know how she's done it but she has, Smitty had her looked into—she knew Vinnie was after you and now that Vinnie is gone..." dad says worriedly.
"You think she's gonna come after me" I finish for him.
"Her boyfriend is dead, it doesn't matter who killed him, she's crazy baby" dad tells me.
"How the hell is she able to work at the hospital?" I ask aloud. "Maria" I gasp.
"Luke has already warned her," dad tells me as he takes me in his arms.
So he's talked to everyone but me...
"You know I'm getting real fed up of being kept in the dark about things or being the last one to be told anything" I growl.
"That's only because we're trying to protect you, baby girl" dad tells me.
"No, it's because you don't think I can handle it" I hiss. "You, Luke—everyone" I add.
I hear my dad sigh heavily before squeezing me tightly in his arms. "It's not that we don't think you can handle it, baby girl. We just want you safe and protected, even more so now that you're pregnant"
"Is this you talking or Luke?" I ask.
"Both?" dad replies instantly.
I look at my dads expression and laugh out loud when I hear my front door open. "I'm home" Luke shouts. "I've got food"
My stomach rumbles, licking my lips. "Just cos you bought me food doesn't mean you've gotten out of talking to me about what's happened"
My dad chuckles and squeezes me once more before letting me go placing a kiss to my forehead. "I better go, your mum will be wondering where I am"
"Sly arse" I hear Luke mutter as he steps in the doorway.
"What?" Dad asks him.
"Nothing" Luke grins with a look of innocence.
I bite my lip to hide my grin when Luke shoots a wink at me. "Call me, later," Dad tells me.
"Will do, Dad," I tell him as I go to follow him, he turns.
"You go sit down, I can see myself to the door" he smiles softly. "Love you, baby girl"
"Bye, daddy" I reply before sitting down on the couch.
"Have you eaten at all today?" Luke asks from the kitchen.
I snort laugh as I sit down on my couch. "It's like you don't know me at all, babe"
Luke chuckles as he comes through from the kitchen with my food, handing me it before he then passes me a bottle of milk as I have been having a bitch of a time with heartburn.
I scoff it all down and I'm legit near halfway done by the time Luke comes in with his food and sits down next to me. "So, come on—" I say patting the seat next to me.
He sits sighing as he descends to the couch. "Baby, can I eat my food before we talk about this shit?" He asks me softly.
I eye him as I keep eating my food. "Fine" I mumble. "But that last bite will be the start of conversation"
"Yes, baby" he grins with a salute.
"Smart arse" I grumble.
Once we're finished and Luke has taken the dishes out he comes back in with a bottle of corona. I look at him with a really look but he winks at me before sitting back next to me. "Spill" I say with a nudge.
He sighs. "Vinnie was killed at a chinese restaurant earlier"
"Was it Smitty?" I ask.
"No, Vinnie was shot by someone he was working with" Luke replies.
I frown confused. "I'm confused"
Luke chuckles. "It turns out that vinnie was in cahoots with the other mafia family"
"Wow, so what's gonna happen now? Has smitty been arrested?" I ask.
"Looks that way, saint's took him in" Luke sighs. "Did your dad tell you about suzanne?"
"Yeah, he mentioned she's got issues" I scoff. "If she's mentally I'll how has she been able to work at the hospital?"
"I don't know, baby" Luke grimaces. "But you need to be careful—she's gonna be unstable once she finds out vinnie is dead"
"Have you told my boss?" I ask.
Luke lifts me up and sits me on his lap. "Saint's gonna do that" he says kissing my shoulder. "My main concern is you, I need to keep you and esmae safe"
"I'm fine, babe" I sigh gliding my fingers through his hair.
"You need to take this seriously, Helen" Luke growls halting my hand that's in his hair. "We don't know what Suzanne is capable of—" he adds before I cut him off.
"How am I not taking this seriously, Luke?" I growl in frustration. "I'm doing everything I'm asked of—"
"If anything happened to you or Esmae" Luke croaks taking my face in his hands. "I don't know what I would do—you and our daughter are everything to me—everything"
"And you're ours" I choke.
"I'm gonna find her, baby" Luke vows. "I promise you, she won't get near you"
"I know" I murmur softly before I place a kiss to his lips which grows hungrier by the second we're both breathless by the time we pull apart.
"I need you" Luke growls. "I need to feel you—now"
"Yes" I moan before he cuts me off with another passionate kiss and lifts me up taking us to bed where he shows me just how much he needs me.
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Luke & His Runaway Love (Book Two Of The "And His" Series) (WIP)
Romance**READ SAINT & HIS HAPPILY EVER AFTER FIRST** You should believe that whoever is meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, regardless of how far they wander. Luke: I've always wanted to be a police officer, ever since I was a...