Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
“But Molly—”
“Please. Listen to me. I’ll call you when I can.” Molly ended the call before I could tell her the good news, that Mueller was dead and she was safe. I heard the fear in Molly’s voice. Which told me how bad things had been for her, but it was clear she didn’t know about Mueller.
I stood in my room for at least an hour, staring off into space, feeling pissed off that Molly didn’t even give me a chance to explain. Hurt that she didn’t even want to talk to me when I’d spent so much of my time and energy searching for her. Hell, I got myself mixed up in some shit I was pretty sure I didn’t want to be involved in, and I did it all with the end goal of keeping her out of her prison.
And she didn’t even ask how I was doing.
That fucking sucked. Big time. Maybe it was time for me to move on from Glitz? It seemed like Molly had a new ID and a new life and wanted nothing to do with me. Maybe I ought to take the fucking hint and leave town, live my life on my own. Completely on my own.
I dressed quickly in jeans and a t-shirt because I no longer felt like getting all sexed up. I grabbed my ID, some cash, and my car keys, and I headed to the one place I knew I could vent and cry until I felt better about it all.
“Hey.” Jameson opened the door with a sexy grin that only curled up one side of his mouth.
“Hey,” I sighed because, hot damn, how was it fair for a man to look so good in basketball shorts and a t-shirt? My heart sped up at the sight of him and my nipples hardened behind the soft cotton cups of my bra at the searing heat evident in his gray eyes.
“You’re early. By a lot.”
I glanced down at my phone screen and groaned. He was right. I was early by at least three hours. “Yeah well, maybe I was just that excited to see you.”
It was a cop out, but for as fast as I flew here and as angry and hurt as I felt, I wasn’t quite ready to talk about it.
“I can live with that,” he said with a smile before yanking me inside and pushing me up against the door with a low growl. He flashed a dark, hungry grin, and then his mouth crashed down on mine, and instantly he was devouring me. There was nothing slow or timid or hesitant about the kiss. It was full speed ahead, rushing me right past foreplay and into white-hot-I-need-you-now-sex.
His tongue dipped inside my mouth, and the heat of it had my pussy clenching in my white, cotton panties. His hand cupped my ass, and I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my body up against his like that move could satisfy the heat pooling low in my gut.
His other hand went to my ass and lifted me up, sandwiching me between the door and his body, his cock hard and insistent between my thighs, all while his mouth feasted on mine.
Too soon, it was over, and I was back to thoughts of Molly abandoning me. I grunted as my body slid over every hard angle of Jamie’s until my feet hit the floor, and I took one more gratuitous feel of his hard abs just because I could.
“Hello to you too, Officer.”
His lips kicked up into a grin and Jamie took my hand and led me to the sofa where I’d deepthroated his cock just a week ago.
“What’s wrong?”
I shrugged and dropped down on the sofa with a grunt. “Who says anything is wrong? Maybe I was just in the neighborhood, and I wanted to stop by and say what’s up.”
“Cut the shit, Madds. What’s going on?”
Did it make me a slut that his tough words hardened my nipples into tight little beads? Did I care? No.
“It’s Molly. She called today and pretty much told me to stop calling her. Can you believe that shit?”
Jamie sighed and nodded. He fucking nodded like he could understand. “She’s been through a lot, Maddie. I know for you this whole search has been difficult, but think about when a grown man, who you’re supposed to trust, betrays that trust and then threatens them and their family if they say anything? She’s probably been programmed to stay quiet. I mean, we don’t know what she’s been through.”
Fuck. That was the last thing I wanted to hear or think about. Of all the bad shit that Molly had been through, I never once considered that shitty pervy priest or the people she went to work for had threatened her to stay quiet. “Thanks for that.”