Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“You broke me,” I moaned into my pillow.
He ran his fingertips down my spine, coming to a rest at where his thumb still filled my back entrance.
“You should’ve taken me there,” I whispered.
He pulled his thumb free and squeezed both of my hips.
“One day I’m going to take you here with my cock,” he growled. “But when that time comes, it won’t be while I’m angry. I’m going to be in complete control, okay?”
I could do nothing but nod as he pulled himself from me and walked to the bathroom, his dick sticking out of his uniform pants that were still up around his hips.
“Be careful not to drip,” I told him. “It’d be hell trying to explain to the guys just what that crusty white stain is.”
He tossed me a look over his shoulder, and I smiled at him.
I took the time while he was in the bathroom to clean myself up, grabbing myself a clean pair of pants and underwear.
I entered when he tried to exit, and he steadied me while looking deep into my eyes.
“You okay now?” I asked him.
He shrugged.
“I’ve been better,” he said. “But I’m not about to go up to the station and demand an investigation into his defiling of my daughter. Although I still might broach that subject with my daughter.”
I shook my head.
“It was consensual,” I promised. “That I know for sure. She was pissed at the world and chose the exact wrong guy to help work out some of that anger. It’s something that she had complete control over.”
He nodded, his jaw clenched.
“Get dressed and meet me outside,” he said, then he was gone.
This time, though, I wasn’t worried about him going out and killing the kid.
No, this time I was worried he’d go out and confront his daughter, which had me hurrying to get out there.
We couldn’t have that, now could we?
Chapter 22
That moment when you hit yourself in the face when you’re trying to pull your blanket up.
-Text from Aspen to Downy
Aspen
Forty minutes later, we were in the front yard enjoying barbeque with the rest of the boys.
Naomi, who’d come to the party late, was sitting next to PD with stars in her eyes.
PD was busy staring at his phone, though, as he texted back and forth with someone, leaving me with the impression that there was somebody on the other end that was a whole lot more interesting to him than the conversation and company surrounding him.
Drew pulled me down into his lap after I’d accepted a plate of food from Booth.
“Thank you,” I smiled wide.
He winked at me.
“No problem,” he said.
I smiled and stretched my feet out towards the metal fire pit that was in front of us.
“I didn’t think we were allowed to start a fire in the city limits,” I said, tossing that over my shoulder at Drew.
Drew shrugged.
“What are they going to do?” he asked, taking a large bite of his steak. “Give the fire department a ticket for starting a fire?”
I bit my lip, then picked my burger up, taking a large bite without answering.
He was right.
What the hell were they going to do? And who would be stupid enough to give the fire department a ticket?
Apparently, my ex would be.
***
Drew
My eyes narrowed as the patrol car rolled up, and I somehow just knew exactly who the dumbass was behind the wheel.
“You’re shitting me right now, aren’t you?” I asked him the moment he stepped out of the car.
“You’re breaking the law,” he gestured to the fire.
Booth stood up and stretched the muscles of his neck, then started for him.
“I suggest you leave while you still can,” Tai said smoothly.
He was the closest one to the stupid fuck, therefore the most logical one to say something.
PD wasn’t far behind, shaking his head and standing as well.
“Downy and Luke are on their way back here, even now,” PD told him. “Now’s not the best of times.”
Danny’s eyes narrowed on me and Aspen, who was sitting in my lap.
“Please tell me he’s not really here,” I whispered into the back of her head, burying my face into her hair.
Aspen was more tense than I was, her eyes locked on the stupid piece of shit while he tried to throw his weight around.
Lucky for him, and unlucky for me, Luke and Downy showed up when they did, or it was likely that the poor excuse for a man would’ve ended up meeting the business end of my fist.
“What are you doing here, Danny?” Luke barked the moment his foot touched the concrete.
“Sir,” Danny said. “I had multiple complaints of smoke and a fire in this man’s front yard.”
“You knew, as well as the rest of the department, what was going on, and that I was handling it. Why, may I ask, are you here when I explicitly told you not to come?” Luke snapped.