Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“That’s not what I asked.” He stands up and comes around the table to me. “Come with me.” He offers me his hand, and I take it. He leads me back toward the bedroom we’ve been staying in and once inside, he locks the door behind us.
Before I can say anything, his mouth is on mine. My feet leave the floor as he pins me to the door, and I wrap my legs around him while I kiss him back. He kisses me like he hasn't seen me in months. When he told me that he’d never get enough of me, I thought it was only sweet words lovers say to each other in bed. I’m starting to believe them. Curt wasn’t lying when he said he would prove things to me. That I’d see he meant every word he’s given me.
Last night, he told me that I was far too trusting with him, but I’m not so sure that’s true. I think it’s more that I’m willing to lock on to anything he gives me, not caring that he might break my heart in the end. I know that I may be pathetic, and it’s why I didn’t admit that to him.
But the truth is that the thought of him walking away right now is terrifying, so there is nothing to lose. He’ll think I’m crazy if I tell him I might already be in love with him. I still have this fear that this all will be ripped away from me, but with each second I spend with him, the more I believe he won’t let me go. So maybe he’s right, and in time I’ll have full trust.
“Curt,” I moan when he releases my mouth and starts to trail kisses along my neck where he’s left a small love bite already.
“I want you to go and have fun, but thinking about you being away from me has me wanting to mark you all over again.”
“You can mark me all you want.” I dig my fingers into his short hair.
“You need time to heal.” He gives my neck one last nip before he lifts his head and his eyes lock with mine.
“But I soaked in the tub and took the Advil,” I remind him.
“You tempt me, but I won’t cave on this. I’m not going to put you in more unnecessary pain. I’m supposed to be taking care of you.” My heart flutters every time he mentions taking care of me. It makes me fall even harder for him, and he has no idea how much I crave something like that. I need it. I know I’m an adult now, but I’ve been an adult when I shouldn’t have been one. I want to relish this while I have it.
“Fine,” I huff. If I want him to take care of me, then I need to let him.
“You not being near a bed and out in a shop will help me keep my hands off you. For now.” He leans in and brushes his mouth against mine.
“It doesn't look like you need a bed right now.” He gives my ass a squeeze before he puts me down on my feet.
“You’re right. I know I could have you anywhere, but if people are around, I’ll be good. No one sees you naked or hears you cumming but me.” There is a warning in his tone.
“Good, because I feel the same.”
“I’m all yours, angel,” he responds, giving me the best birthday gift ever.
Him.
Chapter Fourteen
CURT
Part of the reason I’m not more upset about Demi going into town with Phoebe is the amount of security they’re taking with them, and also that we’re meeting with the Feds here this afternoon to discuss what the plan is about the Shapovals.
Boone and I say goodbye to them, and soon after, a couple of dark SUVs are pulling in after them.
“Didn’t think we’d see you again so soon,” the agent says to Boone as they shake hands. “But I hear you’ve got something for me.”
“That’s where my brother Curt comes in,” Boone says and introduces us.
Once we’re inside, I go through the whole story about Sherman trying to buy Demi from the Shapovals and how they’ve put out a bid to find her. As he listens, he takes notes, and when I’m finished he nods.
“We’ve got Sherman in custody after Boone’s tip, so we’ll follow up with him first.” He sighs as he places his notepad on the table in front of him. “The problem is going to be getting them to come out in the open. From what I’ve heard, they’ve gone underground.”
“My source says there’s an open contract on Demi’s head. They want her back, and they’re willing to pay for it.”
“What does she have that they want so badly?” the agent asks, and I look over at Boone.