Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Whose fault is that?” she quizzes. “You were the one who showed up at the house with the whole ‘we have to have a meeting’ talk. I could have come here quietly without waking the beast.” She turns to Harmony. “Eyes and ears open,” she reminds her. “You see him, and he comes toward you, find a place with lots of people so you have witnesses. If he corners you when you are by yourself, you film it.”
“We already have people at Brady’s house,” Casey states, shocking even me, “putting up cameras outside. Since there is no way he can get inside the house with the system Brady has.”
“How do you know that?” Harmony asks, her face going pale.
“Who do you think installed the inside system?” Casey tells her. “Be smart. This will be over soon.”
She nods at him, and I take her to the truck after she hugs Ryleigh, and the two of them whisper something to each other.
“You need to get to work.” She looks at me. “And I need a nap.” I nod at her and kiss her at the door and head to work.
I’m at work when she sends me the first text.
Harmony: Just got up from a nap.
I look at my watch and see that she napped for close to three hours.
Me: How are you feeling?
Harmony: As if something bad is going to happen. Going to get Wyatt. I’ll text you when I get back.
I look around the crammed bar, and I’m about to see if I can duck out when I get a message from Casey.
Casey: All cameras are installed. They’re going straight through to my command station. We have every angle coming toward your house. He comes, we’ll see it.
I don’t know if that makes me feel better or not. I don’t have a chance to think about it when the orders start coming in. I stop for a second when I hear a ping and look down to see it’s her.
Harmony: Back from school, we are going to stick inside. See you later.
I put the phone back and hurry to finish the shift, and finally, at ten thirty, I’m walking up the steps and opening the door. She comes out from the kitchen and smiles when she sees me.
“Hi,” she says, and I see her wearing tight shorts with a matching tank top, with her hair piled on her head.
Something shifts in me. This isn’t the first time I’ve come home to her, but it’s the first time it’s dawned on me that this moment right here is the moment I was waiting for all night. Walking to her, closing the distance, I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her up to me. “Hey, baby,” I reply softly, as my head bends and her head tilts back so I can kiss her, my tongue hungry to taste hers. Her hands go from my chest to my neck as the kiss gets deeper, wetter, and hungrier, the both of us needy to get more of each other.
“Did you eat?” she asks me when I finally let go of her lips, and I shake my head. “I kept you a plate.” She slips away from me. “I’ll go warm it up.” She turns to walk away from me, but her hand slides into mine as she pulls me with her. I wonder if she missed me as much as I missed her since I need to touch her as well. “Sit and take a load off,” she tells me, about to let go of my hand. Instead, I pull her back to me, pick her up at her waist, and place her ass on the counter. She gasps out, but only for a minute before she opens her legs for me, and I step in. I’m about to kiss her lips but instead I pull down the right side of her tank top. Her nipple springs free, and I suck it into my mouth. “Brady,” she moans my name as I move to the other one, taking it into my mouth and giving it the same attention.
I look up at her and see her eyes at half-mast, and my hand goes to her neck, pulling her mouth down to mine. Her hands grip my T-shirt and push it up as she wraps her legs around my waist. My cock feels her heat and wants to get into her as I let her mouth go and move my tongue down to her neck. “Baby,” I mutter when I suck in and taste her neck. “I need to taste you.” I move my mouth down, and I’m about to get my mouth exactly where I want it when I hear a car shrieking down the street. My blood runs cold, and when I look up at Harmony, it’s as if you threw ice-cold water on her. “Phone now,” I direct her and she pulls her top on, nodding and jumping off the island and calling the police.