Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“Ethan,” I began, but both men ignored me.
“Yeah, boss. I did. I really fucked up.”
Ethan went stiff against me, letting me know Louis really was on thin ice. “Why? I explicitly said no one else.”
Louis shook his head. “He worked with me and Diana.” He motioned with his head towards me. “But I didn’t tell him we were moving the stash tonight. I just told him to be on alert, you know? Like I was. To make sure nothing suspicious was going on.” Louis let out a sigh and shook his head. “I should’ve fucking killed that guy.”
Ethan waved him off. “Already taken care of. Prick’s in the damn store.”
Louis nodded, but said nothing else. I realized he was waiting for Ethan to make some kind of decision. When I looked over at Ethan’s face again, I saw it was blank. Devoid of emotion. He was thinking on everything, coming to a conclusion.
Gripping his shirt, I whispered, “Ethan.”
I didn’t know if he heard me or not, but a moment later, he sighed and said, “Don’t screw up like that again. I don’t put up with fuck ups for long.”
Louis’s shoulders relaxed ever so slightly, the only indication that he had been concerned about Ethan’s decision. Then he nodded his head. “Yes, sir.”
“Jesus, two bodies in one night,” Ethan muttered, glancing back at Tommy.
I still didn’t want to think about dead people, so I worked hard to keep my gaze focused on Louis instead. He glanced first at Tommy, then towards the shop.
“I’ll take care of ‘em, boss,” he said gruffly. “Since it was my fault anyway.”
Ethan gave a single quick nod. “Fine. I’m taking Diana home. If there are any more problems, you call my cell. No one else. Understand?”
Louis assured him that he would call if there were any hang ups. Ethan walked me to his car, even opening the door for me. I was pretty sure it was only because I was in shock, but I appreciated the gesture just the same. Sliding down into my seat, I was grateful when Ethan got in and started the car.
The ride was blissfully silent, but when Ethan pulled into my driveway, he turned to me. “Have you reconsidered after your little taste of life in the fast lane?” He offered me a smirk and clearly was trying to play this off as no big deal, but I sensed that my answer was important to him.
I tilted my head to the side so that I could look at him. I was exhausted, so I didn’t try to be snarky. Instead, I just said, “No. I meant what I said. I’m in. Partner in full, so don’t forget it.”
His smirk widened into a grin and he nodded once, then got out of the car.
Groaning, I made myself open the door and got out. Together we walked to the door and I unlocked it, then pushed it open and headed inside. I half expected him to tell me he’d see me later and leave, but instead he followed me inside. We lingered just past the door and for a moment I had no idea what to do. Then I remembered I was an adult and we’d already hashed all this out.
Louis was taking care of the bodies, which I refused to think about because that would probably make me have to deal with whatever psychological drama that caused. My son was safely tucked away at Jessie’s. There was nothing else to think about except the fact that Ethan Chambers was standing in my living room looking just as sexy as he had when he appeared on my doorstep a couple of hours earlier.
“Do you want to have a seat?” I asked, gesturing to the couch.
He smiled at me. “Sure. I’ll sit, but only because I want you to ride me.”
Fire ignited within me, eager after the danger and the death tonight. I felt it run along my skin beneath my clothes, spreading until heat coalesced between my legs. I let out a shaky breath and when he started confidently walking to the couch, I followed him.
He sat down, slouching in the middle of the couch. His legs were spread wide until it seemed like he was taking up all the available space. Then he looked up at me with dark, lusty eyes and he motioned for me to sit. On him.
I swallowed and did what he wanted. I straddled him, putting one leg on either side of his hips until my core hovered just above his manhood. His jeans were strained and my underwear was wet. I thought briefly about standing back up to undress myself, but then his hands were on either side of my face, pulling me to him. His lips crashed against mine, insistent and ravaging. I lost myself to him.