“Eat.” Callahan wraps his arm around me, pulling me into his lap. Under the table, his hand comes between my thighs to cup my sex over my dress.

“Callahan.” I elbow him. Not that it does anything. I open my mouth as soon as he delivers a bite of cheesy scrambled eggs to my lips. I’ve been eating them for breakfast every morning. I can’t get enough of them.

My sister glances up at us from her book as she takes a bite of her bagel. Over the past two weeks, we've both really settled in here. Things have slowly started to change. Callahan’s men don’t go out of their...