Ian handed him another bowl, this one covered with plastic wrap. “And Marie Claire sent rice pudding with cinnamon sugar and a bowl of home-made whipped cream.”
“I’m not going to say I’m going to get fat because I’m starving. Thank them for me until I can thank them in person.”
“You’ll get a chance to do that today. They’re all coming to visit. You are going to be fussed over for a while. We almost lost you.” At Sean’s pronouncement, Marc shuddered.
“Baby, I swear you took a hundred years off my life when I first saw you in that bed in ICU yesterday.” Marc shook again.
Someone knocked on the door. Marc went over to open it. It was Anton. “The Alphas sent me to tell you that Lorraine is no longer with us. She was shot and killed holding hostages at the Port Authority Bus Terminal.”
Marc breathed a sigh of relief. I don’t have to tear her apart in the pit and Colin isn’t in danger anymore. She can’t challenge him or me for her life.
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