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She nods. The ocean sweetness of her arousal lingers on my lips. I’m dying to devour her again.
“If I tell you to wait for me on that bed till I get back, will you do what you’re told?” I ask foolishly.
“You’ll have to come back to find out,” she says with a grin.
“Or I could tie you up and lock you in a closet,” I tease, evoking her previous words of defiance.
Ana wraps her arms around my neck and rubs her tits against my bare chest. “I’d like to see you try,” she whispers in my ear.
I’m going to do more than try.
“Now go!” she says playfully.
She steps back but I grab her, one hand splayed on her back and the other on her nape. We kiss, her scent enveloping us in pleasure and her tongue entangled with mine.
“Your people need you,” she says when we come up for air.
She’s right, of course. People need me. Before she came downstairs, I had been reviewing our other cases. Ana’s security isn’t the only job on the line.
We have almost a hundred security agents working for us. We provide services for local events like crowd control and access management at concerts, but we also have units responsible for personal protection and travel security.
Yesterday, we were called in for an emergency that required a team dispatch. Before Ana woke up, I was running point on preparing our private cargo plane for transport of agents and resources from Phoenix to Albuquerque. And by resources, I mean guns.
But it doesn’t matter how big the agency gets or how much has changed in the scope of my work, everything I’ve done is in some way connected to Ana. Although I had no way to be sure, I had always hoped she’d come home. It isn’t an exaggeration to say that I’ve been preparing for Ana’s return.
Whether or not she admits it, she needs me.
Whether or not she agrees, she’s mine.
And this time around, I’m fucking keeping her.
I didn’t think I would be able to sleep, so it’s surprising to find myself stiff and sluggish as morning light peeks through my closed lids.
Sitting up, I look around expecting my surroundings to change. How can anything be the same after what happened last night?
I’m alone. Nothing new there. My bedroom is as plain and sparse as ever. I never could sleep in a cluttered space. Foolishly checking my bathroom for any sign of Bryce, I try to stifle the bitter taste of disappointment. Put on my big girl panties, as it were.
Prepare for the day. Manage expectations. Fight the impulse to stick my head into a pillow and scream.
Then I hear it. Water.
I have three bedrooms upstairs, each with its own bathroom. My bedroom is the largest, occupying one side of the second floor. Down a hallway are the two other rooms that I furnished as guest bedrooms for when Sergei’s family visits.
One of those rooms is open, and it isn’t the one Kina has been occupying. I enter as if in a trance. There’s no way I’m going into that bathroom, yet I can’t stop myself from inching closer. The sound of the shower competes with my beating heart. There’s no doubt in my mind who’s in there. And then the shower shuts off.
I should leave this room. Move. My legs need to move.
I stumble back and hit a chair on which a duffel bag hangs. The jostle opens the bag; something round and shiny catches my eye. I reach in to run my fingers over cold steel. Handcuffs. Why does Bryce have handcuffs?
“You don’t have to leave, you know.”
Bryce has a towel low around his hips, his sculpted chest glistening.
“The door was open,” I state distractedly. My eyes roam over a wide chest with the sprinkling of brown hair. The trail gets darker as it thins into a line that—
“Ana?” My gaze jumps up to see his bemused grin. “I left the door open because I’m not comfortable shutting it, knowing you’re all alone down the hall.”
“I live in this house alone.”
