Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Bones didn’t make an argument. He scrolled through a document on his computer then typed an email. I didn’t know what he was working on, but it probably had something to do with Max and his crew.
“You want to come along?”
He drank his coffee, his eyes focused on the screen. It was the only time of day when he didn’t drink scotch. And it was the only time of day when he didn’t stare at me as often as usual. He took care of business in the morning and didn’t get distracted. “If you want me there.”
I didn’t expect Bones to immediately get along with my family, even after receiving a long overdue apology, but I hoped he would get closer to my family naturally. My father was here a few days ago, but Bones never elaborated on that afternoon. Since he was a man of few words, it was impossible to get him to say anything. “I always want you there.” I scooped my spoon into the bowl and kept eating.
Silence passed. The morning light filtered through the windows of the apartment. The artwork on the walls was visible, looking beautiful in the natural light. There were a few images of Bones, images that captured the intense way I loved him.
“I’m sure my father wants to see you again. The two of you were out for a long time the other day.”
Silence.
I waited for him to say something and gave up when words never came. “So, you guys just got something to drink and talked?”
He sighed and finally withdrew his gaze from the screen. It was the first time he’d really looked at me all morning. “I haven’t left my job yet, baby. I have work to do. Can we talk about this later?”
He never bothered me when I was painting, so I knew I had to respect his request. “Of course.”
He turned back to his computer, dismissing me.
I stared at him, enjoying my breakfast while letting my eyes be entertained by the man across from me. I watched the way his head shifted slightly when he was thinking, the way his eyes remained still and focused when he was reading. Sometimes, he rubbed his fingers along his jaw, deep in contemplation.
After fifteen minutes of that, Bones flicked his eyes up and looked at me.
I held his gaze, unflinching despite being the recipient of that powerful look.
“Yes?” he asked, his voice deep.
“I can stare at you all I want. No questions asked.”
His eyes turned slightly playful before he looked at his screen again. “No questions asked…”
Three
Bones
I watched her finish her makeup in the bathroom mirror, applying mascara to her long lashes. She wore a yellow t-shirt with dark denim shorts that were ripped all over the place. They were exceptionally short, showing her gorgeous legs and stopping just below her ass. Her dark hair was straight today, thick and framing her face.
She hadn’t noticed me yet.
I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed over my chest. Once I was finished reading the mission statement Max sent over to me, I’d returned to my favorite pastime—staring at my woman. I already knew she was stunning, knew she was even more stunning when I was fucking her, but I never got tired of studying her, watching the way she rubbed her lips together after putting on lipstick.
I would have to leave soon, and I was dreading it. I didn’t want to be away from her again, not so soon, and I didn’t want her to be scared the entire time I was gone. She would probably stay at the apartment by herself instead of going to her parents’. Staying with her father was the last place I wanted her to be.
It was humiliating.
I wanted to be the one to protect her every night, not the man who raised her.
At least this wouldn’t be forever.
She put her makeup back in the small bag before she zipped it up. Her eyes returned to the mirror, and this time, she noticed me lurking in the background, still as a statue in the bedroom doorway. There was a slight reaction of surprise in her eyes before she recovered from the shock. “I’m ready.”
“Good.” I came up behind her and pressed my chest against her back. My hands gripped the counter on either side of her, keeping her boxed in like frightened prey that might scurry away.
Her breathing picked up immediately. It always did the second I was near. I made her heart race without touching her, made her afraid and aroused at the same time.
My mouth moved down to her neck, and I kissed her hard as my hand undid the front of her shorts. I pushed them down with a tug, and they fell the rest of the way. I breathed into her ear before I turned her face toward mine and kissed her, getting that lipstick off her mouth and onto my tongue. My hand slid underneath her panties, and I cupped her sex, my fingers feeling the arousal that leaked from her tight little slit. “Fuck, you are ready.” I yanked her panties down her ass and thighs until they fell to the ground on their own. I kept kissing her, feeling her kiss me back with the same enthusiasm.