Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Yeah, I totally get that. The hotel called me this morning because we left a few things behind.” She motions to the box in her hand.
“Do you need any help with it?” I ask, even as my mind chants for her to say no.
“Nah, girl. Go get yourself out of those heels. I can still feel them from last night.”
“Thanks.” I give her a brief hug before finally making it back to my car. I debate changing in the back seat, but all I want to do is put as much space as I can between Pink Springs and myself.
After I toss all my stuff in, I put on my seatbelt and pull out of the parking lot. There’s a red light ahead, and when I stop at it, I let out a long sigh.
This is one of those times when I wish Mom was still alive. I could never ask my brother for advice about this, even if he thinks I should be able to talk to him about anything. I can’t even go to Lux. We’ve gotten close, but this is her brother, and I don’t want to know about her sex life with my brother.
I scream when suddenly something hits me from behind and propels my car forward into the intersection. The seat belt digs into my shoulder, and the sound of glass shattering is all around me.
I cry out as I turn to try and see who or what the hell ran into me, and I see a man in a white truck with a panicked look on his face. It isn’t until I hear the sounds of screeching tires do I see the other car coming through the intersection right at me. I brace myself for the impact as the car collides against my passenger side door, sending my car into a spin. Black spots dance in my eyes as I watch the man in the white truck speed away quickly.
Sirens blare in the distance as I slump against my seat. The cars have stopped moving, but I need to get out. I try to open my car door, but I must be in shock or something because I can’t get the handle to work. A cop cruiser comes to a stop near me, and I hear someone shouting my name.
Cooper jumps out of his patrol car and runs towards me. “Selma!”
“I’m fine,” I groan, but I don’t know if he can hear me over his own shouting. “Do not call my brother,” I manage to say as he jerks the door open. Metal screeches as he pushes it back and looks me over.
“Are you hurting anywhere?” He ignores what I said as he assesses the scene.
“They are on their honeymoon,” I say, and he looks at me like I’m crazy.
“Okay,” he says sharply. “Are you hurting anywhere?”
My heart? I want to say, but I’m guessing that’s not what he means. I feel a little dizzy, but I don’t want to go to the hospital.
“I’m just shook up,” I admit. I’m sore too, and I imagine I’m going to feel this even more tomorrow. Bet it won’t hurt as bad as this morning.
“You have a cut on your head.” Cooper tilts my chin up, and I can hear more sirens coming. “It’s either the hospital or I call your brother.”
I glare at him, but I know this isn’t a fight I’m going to win. “Fine,” I agree.
At least one of the Cross men is a gentleman.
8
Luca
My flight to Houston was early, and I’m exhausted from the lack of sleep last night, but I can’t say I regret a single moment of it. I’ve smiled to myself randomly throughout the morning thinking of Selma and what we did.
There’s part of me that wonders if it was all a dream. When I think about it in flashes it feels that way, but the ache in my cock and the feel of her scratches reminds me of what we shared. Every curve, every touch, all of it was perfection. I can’t think of her without seeing her spread out on the bed, her dark curls a mess and her eyes hooded from pleasure. Fuck, I could rub one out right now, and this is definitely not the place.
“Mr. Cross?”
I blink a few times and remember I’m in the middle of a meeting. Fuck, this is one of the biggest deals I’ve ever brokered, so I need to pay attention. Not thinking about how sweet Selma tasted when she rubbed her pussy on my face. Concentrate.
“Um, yes. The margin for development in the zoning area is correct. The city has already passed the change in code, so we’ll have a smooth transition once the contracts are signed.”
Thank god I know the answer, otherwise this deal might fall through. The company that’s purchasing the large industrial parcel wants to make sure there won’t be any hiccups. I did everything in my power to make it smooth, and today’s the day we seal the deal.