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“As am I,” I say. “I’ve told Reid to go at this DA for the settlement. On that, I won’t waver. This is for the families of the victims. And while we’ll assure the DA we’re backing off otherwise, the lawsuit is staying in place.”
Everyone agrees and once Royce departs, I waste no time saying our goodbyes. Even then, it’s far too long before Lori and I settle into the back of a hired car to take us home. Home. My home is with this woman. That’s damn surreal. I pull Lori close to me, my hand on her thigh, just beneath the hem of her skirt. It’s only then that I allow what I’m really feeling to surface and take hold. I’m angry. Lori should not have insisted on going alone to see the DA without talking to me.
She covers it with her own and glances over at me. The minute her eyes meet mine, the flicker of a street light illuminates my face and she narrows her gaze on me. “You’re angry.”
“We need to talk. We’ll probably fight.” I lower my voice. “Fight and fuck, remember? We never said we wouldn’t.”
“Right,” she says tightly and tries to move away.
I hold her steady. “You’re moving away in anticipation of the fight that hasn’t happened?”
“I’m warming up for battle.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
I cup her face and whisper. “I’ll warm you up.” I lean in and kiss her, my tongue doing a slow slide that has her panting into my mouth.
“That’s unfair,” she whispers, eyeing the driver.
I scoot us further behind the seat, and kiss her again, my hand sliding up her skirt to her panties, where I brush my fingers. She grabs my arm and mouths, “No,” right as I shove aside her panties and drag my finger along the slick seam of her body, pressing two fingers inside her.
“Cole, damn it,” she hisses, as the driver calls out, “We’re here,” and the damn car pulls to our building.
I force myself to remove my fingers, tugging her skirt down, and pressing my cheek to her cheek, my lips by her ear. “Let’s go fuck the fight out of our system.”
I open the door and offer her my hand. She stares up at me, glowering with the promise I will be punished, which can only mean a little shouting and a lot of fucking. That works for me. She declines my hand and exits the car. I pull her to me, kissing her before my arm wraps around her shoulders and I tip the driver. We walk into the building and Lori doesn’t try to pull away, but I can feel her anger just as readily as I can feel her need. We enter the elevator and we are not alone. Not one but, a group of six join us, and I step to the back of the car, pulling Lori in front of me, settling her backside to my hips, the thick pulse of my erection pressed to her backside. My hands at her waist, inching upward, my thumbs stroking the sides of her breasts.
She catches my hands and tries to turn, but I hold her firmly in place. We arrive on our floor with the car still packed. The minute I release her, she dashes forward. I snag her hand from behind, ensuring she doesn’t escape through the crush of bodies. Once we’re outside the car, I fold our arms at the elbows and put us in motion toward the door.
We don’t speak and she doesn’t pull away but she’s going to. The minute she gets the chance, if she starts to dart away, or tries, I’ll catch her. We reach the door and I pull her in front of me, my body holding hers in place. I stick the key in the lock, and I turn it. Lori opens the door and rushes inside. I grab the key, lock the door, and pursue. She’s already disappeared around the corner. I peel away my jacket and then I’m on the hunt.
I catch up with her just in time to find her entering the kitchen, putting the island between me and her. “Sex isn’t getting you out of this,” she promises. “We fight and fuck. The fight comes first.”
“Tonight we fuck, fight, fuck.” I move toward her.
She moves away. “No, Cole.”
“Yes, Lori.”
She darts around the counter and once again, I’m on the opposite side of her. “You know I’m going to grab you, and undress you, and fuck you, right? That’s happening.”
“You don’t want me to talk to the DA alone. I am. That’s happening.”
“Let’s negotiate naked.”
“The only way I’m negotiating naked with you is on my knees with you halfway to completion.”
I laugh. “Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“I can live with that. Come over here.”
“No.”
I arch a brow. “What happened to you on your knees and me halfway to completion?”
