warnings, I can’t help but be transfixed in the moment. To be carried away by the feel of his body against mine. The man’s too sexy for my own good.
I find myself leaning into him, then his lips are on mine again, and all tenderness is gone, replaced by something almost primal. His hands are on my waist, pulling me closer, and I can’t help the soft hum that vibrates on my lips as his mouth all but consumes me.
His kiss is fierce. Possessive.
He pulls back and grins down at me. “I ordered Chinese. It should be here soon.”
“Chinese?”
“Unless you prefer to go out for dinner.”
I shake my head, frowning. “Chinese is fine.”
“How was shopping?”
“It was fun. Becca’s great. She really loves you.”
He makes a noise in the back of his throat. “Did you find a dress?”
“Yes. They’re delivering it here.”
“Good.”
I nod, and chew on my bottom lip, mind drifting to earlier. I still can’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me earlier.
“What’s wrong?” His eyes narrow, and he runs his thumb over my bottom lip.
My knees all but give out on me from his touch. My brain is complete mush around him.
“I need to look for Drew.” I’ve already wasted too much time.
I shake my head and turn away from him. What was I thinking staying here?
His arms are around me before I’m able to take another step away, crushing me against his chest, and he glances down at me.
He cups my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I told you I’d help you find your brother and I never break my promise. I have my men looking into it. Michael is going to come by later this evening. He’s one of the best P.I.s in the state. Wherever Drew is, he’ll find him.”
Private investigator? Panic claws at my throat. The last thing Drew or I need is someone looking into our past. If he ever uncovered who our father is, this thing with Jax would seem like a small inconvenience in comparison. He’s already made it painfully clear that he wants nothing to do with us, and the threat real if we ever tried to expose him.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
He captures my chin between his fingers, then leans down and kisses me.
“I’m going to have a shower, then we’ll talk.” There’s a wicked glint in his eyes when he looks down at me. “Unless you’d like to join me.”
My entire body screams – yes . But I shake my head, needing a moment to cool off and try to gather my thoughts.
Whatever it is I’m doing here, I know it can’t last. I should have left when I had the chance, not stuck around and waited like some pathetic teenager with her first crush. There are a million different reasons to leave, and only one to stay – Him.
It’s not a good enough reason.
But the minute I close my eyes it’s his face I see. His full, sensual lips taking mine. The way his large hands feel as they roam over my body. The heaviness of him between my legs, moving inside me.
I shouldn’t want him the way I do. I should be out on the streets searching for Drew. God only knows where he is or what’s happened to him. He’s still not answering my texts, and every time I try to call him his phone goes to voicemail after one ring.
“Don’t worry.” Henry squeezes my shoulder. “Trust me. I’ll do everything I can to help you.”
I give him a weak smile.
“You sure you don’t want to change your mind and join me in the shower?”
A tempting as it is, I shake my head. “I’ll pass.”
The frown line between his brow creases, but he doesn’t argue.
“Why don’t you open a bottle of wine.” He kisses my forehead. “Try to relax. I’ll just be a few minutes.”
When he disappears down the hall, I slump against the counter and rub my eyes. Wine . I don’t drink much, but right now I could handle a couple glasses. Anything to take the edge off.
There’s a bottle of white chilling in the fridge. I scan the label, knowing that it probably cost more than half a month’s rent.
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