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“Christ,” he growled.
I wasn’t a fan of the irritated growl, which was a thousand times different than the sexy, turned-on growl he did when I was getting close to climax and he was coaxing it out of me.
One never failed to make me detonate, the other I could do without.
I’ll let you guess which was which.
“Christ, what?”
“Christ, we’re starting back at square one. We’ve had three days, I thought we were making at least a little progress. Now I see we haven’t inched out of the starting box yet.”
What the hell was he going on about?
“I think you get I’m into you,” he unhappily snarled.
Oh, shit.
Nope.
I didn’t want to talk about this. I’d been able to avoid all talk about anything that remotely touched on me and him for three days. Not that we had much time to talk about anything other than Maddon. We’d (and that included Smith) gone through everything I had on the man, and that was extensive, so it had taken a long time. We’d (again with Smith) talked out scenarios and motives. We’d had copious calls with Layla and Kira and one with Zane. Today, Smith had gone into the office, tomorrow, we all would. The only reason I’d hung back was because Zane was being cautious and wanted a few days of footage outside of the office to make sure no one was doing drive-bys looking for me. After all, there was a bounty out on me. Not that I thought Maddon would have that executed while I was in the US. It would be too risky. Outside the US, especially in Asia, the Middle East, or Africa, it would be easy. Maddon was a risk-taker but a calculated one.
Unfortunately it seemed like my good fortune had run out.
“Easton—”
“No, Nebraska. Just no.”
Warning…Boiling point!
I pushed off Easton’s chest. He swiftly yanked me back to where I was.
“You’re not doing that either.”
What happened when a nuclear reactor overheated? Whatever that reaction was, I was close to it. Dangerously close to a full meltdown.
“Easton—”
“Nope,” he denied. “Before you retreat and shut down, think.”
Oh, I was thinking all right—of ways I could kill him in his sleep.
“What am I thinking about other than how big of a dick you are?”
Easton’s arm went super tight around me. He shifted me higher, bringing me closer to his face.
It was dark in the bedroom, as in pitch black, so I couldn’t see him—not at all. But I didn’t need to see him; I couldn’t miss the waves of hostility rolling off him.
“Warned you what was gonna happen the next time you called me a dick. Three good days, baby. Three nights where I got you to moan sweet for me, get so fucking wild I got claw marks on my back to prove how into it you are. Three nights I go to sleep with you cuddling into me. Not next to me, Nebraska, cuddled close. Holding on. I thought you were coming to the understanding not only am I into you but you’re coming to mean something to me. So I’ll ask you again: when were you going to tell me you were moving to Greece?”
I don’t know how he did it in the dark, but somehow, his fingers found my lips and stopped me from answering right away.
“But before you answer, remember as soon as the last of your answer comes out of that pretty mouth of yours, you’re on your knees and you’ll be taking my big dick and you’ll be doing that with my marks on your ass.”
Perhaps a smart woman would’ve taken Easton’s threat, rolled out of bed, and flipped him the bird on her way out the door. As noted, I was stupidly participating in this game. As such my pussy spasmed at the reminder.
Since I was neither smart, nor was I going to roll out of bed without a fight, I let my temper off the chain and shoveled shit right back.
“I wasn’t going to tell you. Seeing as I don’t feel I need to explain my travel plans with the man I’m fucking.”
