Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
This was one of the many reasons he loved her. He knew deep down he shouldn’t love her, but he fucking did. Laura had gotten under his skin, and there was no other word for it.
When the beat changed, he let her go, spinning her around the dance floor until he drew her back toward him. With her back against him, he put his hands on her hips, guiding her over his cock. Her ass rubbed him.
He pressed his face against her neck, sliding his tongue across her pulse. She let out a moan.
“You’re not playing fair.”
“I don’t believe in playing anything.”
She spun around to him. “Is there anything you can’t do?”
“Yes.” He kissed her lips, sliding them down toward her ear. “I can’t cook.”
She burst out laughing. “I’m thirsty.”
He took her hand and led her back to their VIP section. They were enjoying their drink when Anya suddenly appeared.
“This is your newest whore?” Anya asked, sending a glare toward Laura.
“Excuse me?” Laura asked.
“He’ll get rid of you as well. You’re nothing but a passing phase. It’s what he does. He makes women fall in love with him and then he abandons them.”
Rage filled Gabe and he clicked his fingers, but Felipe was already coming forward. He grabbed Anya, but she brandished a gun, pointing it at his man.
Screams and cries filled the air as Anya looked ready to kill everyone. Men and women in the VIP section had sunk to their knees.
Laura tensed beside him.
“Don’t come any closer or I will shoot you.”
“Do you think I’m afraid to die?” Felipe asked.
Silence filled the tense standoff.
Gabe got to his feet, but Laura spoke up.
“He’s going to toss me aside?” Laura asked. His woman put a hand to her chest and stood.
Anya pointed the gun at her. “Yes. He’s a monster like that. He thinks he’s invincible. He doesn’t know how strong we women can be. I’ve been watching him and he doesn’t know. He thought he had a leak from the inside, but he never suspects us.”
“Then, maybe you and I, we can leave now. The two of us. He can’t hurt us then.” Laura stepped away from him, and Gabe glanced toward Felipe to see his man was already advancing toward Anya.
“Yes, that’s better. You have to leave.”
Felipe’s shoe squeaked, and as Anya turned to look at the man, Laura lunged, trying to distract him, but it didn’t work.
Anya pointed the gun, fired, and his woman still attacked her, shoving her to the ground.
Gabe rushed forward as Felipe retrieved the fallen gun, putting the safety back on and hiding it in his jacket. Next, Gabe grabbed Laura, aware of the blood seeping through the dress.
She swayed in his arms, and he forced her to sit down as Felipe removed Anya.
His manager came and told him the police had been called.
“Get a medic,” Gabe said.
He lifted Laura in his arms, moving toward the doors only allowed for the staff.
“Gabe, I can walk.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck.” He took her to the manager’s room. Sitting her on the sofa, he peeled away her shoulder strap and assessed the damage.
The bullet was still in there.
“We’re going to have to take you to the emergency room.”
“Stop it. I’m fine.” She glanced down at her arm. “That doesn’t look fine, though, does it?” She went a little pale.
He was tired of waiting for the medic. He went to pick Laura up, but she put her hand out, the one that wasn’t weeping from a bullet wound. “I can walk, and I want to.”
Gabe didn’t argue, just wrapped his arms around her. On the way, Felipe was already talking to the police. The ambulance had arrived, and rather than stay and deal with the police, he went with his woman to the hospital.
Time seemed to move so incredibly fast as she was X-rayed, and then the doctor was there, removing the bullet. He gave her a couple of stitches, and they were waiting to be released.
“She was an ex-lover?” Laura asked.
While the doctor had been working, he’d gotten an update on Felipe, who was waiting outside for them.
“Yes.”
“You didn’t love her.”
“No. I never promised her anything. Nor did I give her any reason to believe we were more.” The only person he’d chased was sitting here injured, in front of him, and it pissed him off. He didn’t protect her, and he should have.
“This isn’t your fault,” she said.
“You’re injured.”
“You didn’t shoot. You know, getting shot is painful.” She wrinkled her nose.
He stepped toward her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“This is nice,” she said. “I like it when you’re nice to me.”
He chuckled. “I think someone is liking the anesthesia a little too much.”
She let out a giggle. “I can see why she thought she loved you.”
Gabe paused. “Why?”