Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
I guess he’s there too.
This man has many layers.
Like our ozone? It probably has holes all in it. I’m curious how much in emissions does the state of New York alone put off into the air. I kind of wish I had my phone so I could look up that factoid. If I had to guess, China would be the winner since they produce a huge portion of what we use in our everyday lives.
Pleasure zings through me again, jolting me out of my thoughts. His finger is teasing me again, making the dark vehicle seem to light up with sparkles of light. So close. I want to come. I’m almost there…
And he stops again.
Can I kill him? Strangle him with his bowtie?
I shift in my seat, hoping he’ll get the message to continue along. He presses once against my clit before releasing. It’s just mean.
“You’re a cruel man,” I grumble quietly.
“It’s your punishment.”
I scoff. “For what?”
He doesn’t answer. His finger gets back to work. I grip his wrist, holding him right where I want him. My legs shake with the need to release. I’m unable to keep a whiney sound from escaping, but he quickly swallows it down with another deep kiss.
This time, he takes me over the edge. It’s an incredible feat to keep silent as I ride the wave of pleasure. His finger pushes deeper between my legs, rubbing me over the wet spot of my arousal. I’m still sore from our sex-fest, but if we were alone, I’d give it another go despite the pain there just to have that connection again.
He finally pulls out his hand and straightens my dress. Then, with eyes locked on mine, he crudely licks the tip of his finger. Heat floods through me, no doubt painting my skin bright crimson. I’m thankful no one can see in the dark car.
“You’re so gross,” I whisper, leaning my head on his shoulder.
He laughs again. God, how it warms my heart.
“There was nothing gross about what I just tasted.”
Kaitlyn and Theo are rapid-fire telling stupid knock-knock jokes that don’t even make sense, so they’re too busy to pay attention to what we’re doing.
His arm wraps around me, pulling me closer. I wish we didn’t have to go to this thing tonight. I’d much rather ride around the city glued to Caius’s side while we make out and play around with each other. I’m trying to imagine more filthy things he could do, but my mind keeps rewinding to those videos.
Do they want to kill the planet? What happens when the bad gas emissions finally do their worst work on the atmosphere? Will we all suffocate and die?
I need to discuss this with Bastian.
When I feel around Caius’s jacket pocket, looking for my phone, he grabs onto my wrist.
“No,” he says softly.
“Why not?”
“Because I said so.”
I bristle at his tone that reminds me of my father. My attempts to jerk my arm free prove futile. “Caius, give me my phone. I was watching something before—”
“I know.” His grip tightens and he doesn’t relent.
I’m irritated at his actions, but it quickly fades as I wonder what these cryptocurrency mining facilities look like. How easy would it be to get one shut down? Maybe I could bomb it.
Wait, what?
I get a cold, jittery feeling that has nothing to do with the bitter temperatures outside. Why am I so obsessed with those videos? Since when do I actually care about this stuff?
My mind wars with my own common sense and the seductive need to watch more.
“Maybe Dad will tell you all about the company one day. You deserve to know.”
Bastian’s words from earlier haunt me. The Crownes’ connection with my own family can’t be an innocent one. I’m in the trenches with the Crownes and know exactly what they get up to.
Was there a message Bastian was trying to send me?
Is our family somehow involved in damning the Earth’s atmosphere?
No.
That’s too… I don’t know, complicated.
It’s simpler than that.
It’s right in front of my face.
Think.
The more I attempt to wrap my head around what it is Dad does that’s so secretive, my mind loops back to the stupid video, the stupid cryptocurrency mining, and the stupid atmosphere.
Where does a girl buy a bomb anyway?
When I get my phone back, I’ll have to find that out…
Caius
Romy is a damn knockout in the pale blue dress she picked up earlier today. When she came out of the dressing room, I was seconds from following her back in to rip it off her. The woman assisting her, though, beat me to it.
Now that we’re at the venue, I’m not surprised that everyone else also notices how gorgeous she is. The dress fits her lean, muscled form and reveals a whole lot of her sexy leg. Every time she takes a step, she flashes the whole place her sleek skin. My hand twitches to cover the nakedness, hiding her from everyone.