Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Uncle Luke got right up in between them without giving it a second thought. He took one look at Aires and then back at Robert, and it was instant for him. It was when I realized that Uncle Luke could read people like the back of his hand, immediately making me question how he had that ability.
He got in Robert’s face. “You back the fuck up if you know what’s good for you.” Uncle Luke eyed him up and down with a threatening regard.
Grandpa scoffed, matching their intense stares. “This isn’t the time or the place.”
Uncle Luke barked, “Since when do you give a shit about time and place?” Tearing his attention back to Robert, he warned, “Me and you don’t have any problems. If you want to keep it that way, I highly suggest you make yourself scarce before I…” He nodded to Aires. “Let this man do it for you.”
Robert spit up blood, weakly trying to stand upright until he did. Barely standing on his own two feet.
Once he was, I spoke with conviction…
“You’re fucking fired.”
chapter thirty-two
Bailey
Thank God my grandpa and uncle didn’t ask any questions because I wasn’t up for delivering any answers. It didn’t help that Aires’s knuckles had blood on them. All I wanted was to get out of there. Grandpa said he’d deal with the family and to leave without saying goodbye.
I could tell from the expressions on their faces that they were pleased with Aires. I was never a fan of violence, but they were a much different breed. At least he was now on their good side, which made me feel a little better. I still felt awful for everything.
Especially not trusting in Aires.
I knew better, and I hated that I allowed myself to get caught up in Robert’s web of lies. One right after the other. We didn’t speak on the way home.
Home…
It was where the heart was, and mine was owned by the man lying on my bed, propped up on a few pillows with his eyes closed. Or should I say our home, considering we agreed to move in together only hours earlier. After he showered, I did the same. Hating that we weren’t showering together.
I think we both needed a moment to get our bearings and our thoughts of the unexpected disaster that was my agent. Except my mind wouldn’t stop reeling, and I don’t know how long I stood there, fresh out of the shower, leaning against the doorframe.
“Bay…”
“How do you know I’m standing here?”
“I can feel you.”
Swoon.
His gaze landed on me. “Come here.”
“No.”
“Bay, please.”
I sighed deeply. Hearing him beg was always one of my biggest weaknesses. “I thought…”
He lifted his arm, triggering tears to stir in my eyes.
“Come home.”
I struggled to keep my tears at bay.
When he grabbed my waist, pulling me toward him, I went willingly, crawling onto his lap to straddle his thighs.
“I’m sorry, Aires.”
“What do you have to be sorry for?”
“Everything. Look at you. You got in a fight because of me, and I—”
“My gorgeous girl is sitting on my cock. It can’t get any better than that.”
“Aires…”
I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I leaned forward, placing my forehead onto his, and cried.
For the past.
For the present.
For the love I almost lost.
“Shhh…” he lulled, kissing away my tears. “I’d do anything for you. I love you, Bailey.”
“Please,” I begged.
All I wanted was to feel him.
“I should have never doubted you. I’m so sorry that I did, and I’ll do whatever I need to in order to make it up to you. Everything you’ve done for me these past few months. From taking the fall for me to this point in time. I love you… I’ve always loved you.”
“I’m sorry too. I wish things would have turned out differently for us. We lost a lot of time together, and I wish more than anything I could get those years back. But just know, you were never far from my thoughts.”
“What happens next?”
He smiled, teasing, “Try to leave.”
I giggled despite the worry evident on my face.
He caressed my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“What if I’d lost you today?”
“You didn’t.”
“But what if I had? I’ll never doubt you again.”
He kissed me.
It was the sweetest kiss of my life, and I whimpered against his mouth, feeling that response in the core of my being.
Slowly, he pecked my mouth as if it were the only thing he needed.
“I love you,” he rasped, sliding his tongue against my lips. You’re all I need. You’re all I’ve ever needed.” He gripped my ass, groaning. “Be my good girl.”
I was no longer able to deny him. Giving in to the love I’d forever feel for him, I was engulfed in his scent. I kissed him back, wanting to be with him just as badly.
The feel of him at that moment drove me over the edge, and all we were doing was kissing. Our tongues moved in sync with one another.