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)
I smile as I cup her face. "Is that what you've been worrying about?"
Her eyes find mine, and I hate the threat of tears that make them glisten.
"I know Henry was able to convince you that I wasn't who you thought I was, and I don't want you or anyone to think that I can't pay my own way. I just don't want to do it alone at my house."
"I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you that I let him come between us even for a second," I assure her. "And do you really think I was going to let you leave?"
I'm not even going to worry about arguing right now about bills and rent and carrying her own weight around here. That's an argument for another day that she won't win.
I press my lips to hers, feeling the sigh of relief leave her mouth.
"Eternity," I promise, luxuriating when she wraps her arms fully around me.
My worries were unfounded, and I'm so very grateful that we can talk about our issues rather than letting them come between us.
There isn't a possibility of risking losing her because we are afraid to have a conversation, no matter how awkward or frustrating the topic may be.
Instead of staying against my body, she moves, straddling me in the hot tub, her lower half rolling against me.
"There are cameras," I whisper against her lips.
"Don't you control those?" she asks.
"I do," I answer truthfully. "But that doesn't mean the other guys can't access them if they want to."
"You can delete the footage," she says, once again rolling her center along my erection.
"I have to log and give a reason for every deletion that goes back and is monitored by Cerberus in New Mexico."
"Our bottom halves are in water," she challenges. "Nothing can be seen."
I groan, loving all of her reasons, but still it doesn't seem like the best idea.
"It's disrespectful," I whisper against her neck, nipping at the delicate skin when she turns her head a little to give me better access.
"I would love to be fully disrespected," she pants, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
"Would you want to do this in a hot tub where someone else did the same?"
She freezes, her head pulling back as she glares down at me. "That's gross."
"I agree," I say with my eyebrows raised.
"Do you think Kaylee and Ellis did that in here?"
She looks around as if she'll find evidence of a romp floating on the surface of the bubbling water.
"Heathen hasn't come to me and asked me to delete any footage, so I'd guess they haven't."
"Maybe we should go back upstairs," she suggests as she climbs off my lap.
"I think that's a great idea," I say as I stand, but the sound of nearing footsteps makes me sink back down into the water, hiding my erection.
Twisted gives Morgan a quick smile before looking in my direction. I can tell by his expression that I'm not going to be going upstairs to continue our fun any time soon.
"It can't wait?" I ask, already knowing that whatever it is can't be postponed. He wouldn't bother me so soon after Morgan was kidnapped if it wasn't important.
"No, sorry," he says, the apology directed more at Morgan than me.
"Tell me," I urge.
"Two things, and I don't know which one you want to deal with first," Twisted says. "Henry bonded out of jail about an hour ago, and Bandera was arrested for soliciting a prostitute."
THE END