Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
In a minute she would do it. He was so warm, and the day had been…she wasn’t even sure what to call it. It had upended her whole world, and she had no idea what happened now. Except for the apology she would give him.
But she would deal with that later. She yawned and fell asleep wrapped in his warmth.
Chapter Five
She could feel the blood on her hands. It coated them, and she knew her aim had been true. She’d hit the man’s jugular, and he was dead before he hit the floor.
She could see his eyes as they went blank, something essential fleeing with death.
She’d done that. She’d ascertained that it was the guard or TJ, and there hadn’t been a second’s hesitation.
So much blood.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s just a dream,” a familiar voice whispered.
And then she felt his lips on her neck.
She was pinned down, but in the sweetest way. There wasn’t any blood in this place. In this place TJ became someone new. She became someone new. In this place they didn’t have to have their long history between them. They were simply a Dom and his sub. They knew their roles and what was expected of each, and things were simple.
“I’ll make sure you’re okay,” TJ vowed right before she felt his lips brush hers.
He’d only kissed her once, and now she was addicted to it. Her whole body shifted to consciousness, ready to leave crappy dreams behind. This dream was better.
His tongue ran across her lips, demanding entry, and she gave it to him. He deepened the kiss, his tongue a powerful presence even as his hands were moving down, cupping her breast.
He kissed her until she was sure she was drugged with wanting.
There was a brief knock on the door and then it opened, Big Tag standing there with what looked like two mugs of coffee. “It’s time to… Why? Why are you doing this to me?”
Shit. She scrambled to get TJ off her because somehow he’d managed to maneuver her bra off so her left boob was hanging out. She struggled to right herself.
TJ calmly stood and walked to the door, seeming not to care that his penis was erect and pressing against his boxers. He slammed the door right in his uncle’s face. Then seemed to rethink. He opened it again, took the coffee, and slammed it again.
And locked it.
“See, if you’d done that the first time, we wouldn’t have this problem,” his uncle said through the door.
TJ ignored him, handing her the mug and frowning. “You might as well take that off. It’s cool. The door’s locked, and he knows not to come in. Let me see you.”
“I’m pretty sure you’ve seen more than enough of me.” She straightened her clothes. What had happened? Why the hell had he kissed her like that? Was something still wrong? Maybe they’d done more than use a taser on him. “You know we’re out of that place, right? We’re at a safe house here in Germany. Your parents are here. Should I go get them?”
He frowned her way like she’d said something completely unexpected. “Do you want my parents to watch us fuck? Because you should know my mom will critique us, and I don’t know we’re ready for that as a couple yet.”
She forced herself to stand. His dick was right there. It had kind of found the exit in his boxers and was poking out as though looking for her. His heat-seeking missile. God, he was hot. Even with all those bruises, he was the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen.
“Keep looking at me like that, baby, and I’ll give my uncle something that will really freak him out.” TJ’s lips had kicked up in the sexiest smirk. He set his coffee down.
“Hey, I was trying to get you two up because we have a debrief in five.” Big Tag’s voice was only slightly muffled. “So you should hurry through whatever it is you think you need to do but probably shouldn’t around delicate old people.”
“You might only last a couple of minutes, old man, but I’m going to need more time. We’ll be down in an hour,” TJ offered.
“We’re ready now,” Lou corrected. It was obvious something was up with TJ.
When she started to move to the door, his big arm clotheslined her midsection, and she found herself falling back on the bed, TJ on top of her. “What’s going on?”
“We’re supposed to be in a meeting.” She wasn’t sure what to say now that they were here. It had seemed so obvious before, but now he loomed over her, and there was zero way to miss the sexual tension between them.
There hadn’t been sexual tension between them before, she realized. There had been comfort and ease and friendship. This thing between them, the live wire that now threatened to shock her, had been utterly missing.