Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
"Rooster."
I snap my eyes in the direction of the voice. This cannot be happening right now.
Right at the edge of the pool is Bandera. As always, he has that look on his face like he's annoyed that everyone isn't performing some type of work task. I swear if the man becomes the president here, we may all be in for a world of hurt.
"What's up?" I ask as casually as I can manage, wondering if the others can hear the hint of fear in my voice.
When Heathen chuckles, he makes it very clear that he's aware of the exact situation I'm in. I have no doubt he's in a similar state, but the difference is the man is hot for his fucking wife, not some woman he hardly knows.
"I need you to look something up for me," he says, dipping his head to acknowledge Morgan.
"What about Google?" Morgan offers. "He's taking a break. Wanna join us?"
Morgan draws every ounce of his attention, and the smile on his face is pleasant. The man doesn't feel insulted by her concerning herself with the situation, and I'll be damned if her sort of standing up for me and insisting I get some downtime doesn't strengthen the issue I've been worried about.
"I'd love to, but I have something to take care of first," Bandera says before looking back in my direction. "Rooster?"
I dip my head, throat working on a swallow, and just bite the bullet, standing and not bothering to worry about my swim trunks as I inch past her. The position of the stairs to get out puts my front damn near in her face, but I hold my head as high as I can manage and get out.
"Have a good evening," I tell them.
"You too," Heathen says, and there's no missing the humor in his tone.
I don't reach down to adjust my junk until I step inside the house. Bandera notices, but he doesn't say a word. I don't know if the grace he offers is a gift or not. He's the one who caught me watching a livestream of her reading a book the other day. He has to know there's some level of attraction there, but he also has no business voicing his opinion about any of it. Although, I know that won't exactly stop him either.
I grab a towel and wrap it around myself before following him upstairs to the conference room.
Chapter 15
Morgan
I can list several reasons why I crawled out of bed this morning, wishing I'd made a different decision about returning to work in the middle of the week.
First, the trip to my house yesterday left me feeling more than a little off-kilter. I hate how easily Henry turned my home into a place I don't think I can ever return to without being terrified. I don't even know if him getting caught and arrested would ease my fear because now I know just how easily I can become a victim. I don't see myself ever dating again because any man I meet can end up being a psycho.
The second thing that made me toss and turn was the image of Robert getting out of the hot tub last night. I couldn't close my eyes for a second without the sight of water rushing off that fantastic chest of his coming to mind. Jesus, the man is a perfectly fit specimen. From the way his swim trunks clung to his body, it made me realize that Robert and his brother might be identical in many ways, but there's a vast difference between them in some areas.
I run my hands down the front of my dress as I clear the bottom of the stairs. I'm trying not to overthink why I chose something that covers me practically from head to toe, but I know it isn't offering me the security I felt like it would when I pulled it from the closet half an hour ago.
I wondered, probably more often than anyone should, how he would react if I snuck into his bed naked and ran my hands up his chest. I don't know that he'd deny me, but I also know that approaching him that way won't end the way I want. He's part of the team here, and although Twisted walked away yesterday without trying to push himself on me and convince me why he's a great catch, Kaylee's voice is also in my ear. I wouldn't pit Robert and Twisted against each other, but there's always a chance showing interest in one would cause problems with the other. Since I'm a guest here, I need to keep my dalliances away from this situation.
I convince myself that's exactly what I'm going to do as I head to the coffee pot and start putting it together.
A yawn draws my attention, and I swear the universe is doing everything in its power to drive me insane.