Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“Yeah?”
“G-Gray, h-he was h-here,” I sob as I start frantically turning on every light in the apartment.
He growls. “Who?”
“V-Vaughn. It had to have b-been him. I heard him s-slam the door shut when h-he left.” My teeth begin to chatter as another jolt of fear slices through me.
“Lock yourself in the bathroom and don’t come out until I call to tell you I’m there,” he instructs as he shuffles around. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
We hang up, and I rush to the bathroom. I yank my robe off the hook and sling it on before locking the door. Twenty minutes feels like twenty years. But in sixteen minutes, a loud bang on the door causes me to scream.
Gray: I’m here.
I toss the phone down but I’m still too afraid to relinquish my gun. I unlock the bathroom door and run to the front one. Once I peek through the hole and make sure it’s him, I disengage all three locks. When I barely have the last one unlatched, Gray’s pushing in with a frantic look on his face.
“Violet,” he hisses as I all but jump into his arms. He’s warm and safe and here to protect me. That’s what friends do. “It’s okay, baby,” he coos. “I’m here now.” His voice cloaks me like a safety blanket. He pulls away briefly to lock up the apartment and to gently pull the gun from my grip. Then, he wraps an arm around me and guides me to the sofa. Together we sit, and I practically crawl into his lap seeking security.
“Tell me everything that happened from start to finish,” he tells me, his voice tense.
I launch into how I woke from a nightmare and heard a sound. I leave off the embarrassing fact that I don’t know how I got naked. I’m certain it wasn’t Vaughn who got me that way. He wouldn’t have been able to undress me and resist touching me. I’d have awoken with his cock deep inside me if it were him that had taken off my clothes. That was all me.
“The nightmares are back and now…” I trail off and shudder.
“And now what?” he questions, his fingers finding my chin to tilt my head, so I can see him. His handsome face is screwed up in concern as he regards me. I get lost in his fierce, icy-blue gaze before my eyes drop to his mouth.
“Vaughn is back.”
“Vaughn who?”
I shudder just thinking about him. My eyes close, but then I see him staring at me with hate in his eyes so I quickly reopen them.
“We can’t go to the cops,” I whisper. “He’ll kill my mother. He’ll kill me.”
His eyes bug out of his head for a moment before a murderous scowl washes over his features. “He won’t touch you, but I want his name.”
When I start trembling again, Gray grabs my hips and guides me farther into his lap. The lines of friendship are blurring because I straddle him over his thighs. His palms cradle my face as he searches for answers.
“Brecks. His last name is Brecks,” I murmur. “He can’t know where I am. Ever.”
A quake ripples through my body as another sob catches in my throat.
“Come here,” he growls and slides a hand to my ass to pull me closer. The silky robe hardly hides the fact that I’m naked. His palm remains on my butt as he rubs me in a comforting way. I bury my face against his neck. God, he smells delicious. My breasts are pressed against his firm chest, and it feels good to be against him like this.
His other hand rests on my bare thigh and he runs circles with it just under the robe. My entire body starts quivering for a different reason. The adrenaline coursing through my body has channeled into something else. Something hot and hungry.
“How do you think he got in?” I question, my breath hot against his flesh.
His cock begins to harden beneath me, sending ripples of need coursing through me. I’m pressed against his very impressive length in his jeans.
“Those locks are cheap and easy to break into,” he tells me huskily. “I’ll call my locksmith we use for the office tomorrow and have your door fitted with something impenetrable.”
I sit up so I can look at him. His blue eyes have darkened with lust. I wonder if mine mirror the look. He lets go of my ass and boldly tugs at the rope holding my robe together. It falls open and a gasp of shock rolls off my tongue.
“Gray,” I murmur in warning.
He arches a brow and it makes him ten times sexier. “What?” he questions, feigning innocence.
A smile tugs at my lips. “Friends don’t try to undress friends.”
He chuckles and it warms me all the way to my core. I find my eyes fixated on his full lips.