Page 46 of Deceptively Yours


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“God, I’ve tried so hard to hate you. I’d even almost succeeded until you came back to Chicago,” he told me as he stilled inside of me. He brushed dampened locks of hair from my face and pressed a few kisses to my cheek while staring down at me. “I didn’t think I could ever love you again. I didn’t want to,” he said, and tears welled up in my eyes. At his next words, they began to fall from them. “But I realize now that I didn’t have to try. I do love you. I always have, and I always will.”

I let out a sob, then reached up to touch him. “I love you, too.”

He growled, then buried his face into the crook between my neck and shoulder as he drove into me with powerful thrusts. With all tenderness from earlier gone, he slammed into my back wall.

Pain... pleasure... determination... anger... heartache... He poured everything into each thrust, but beyond all of those, I also sensed his love.

When he drove into me a final time and stilled, I shattered and he soon followed. When he did, I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted to freeze frame this particular night, and more specifically, this moment, because it could be potentially all I’d have left if George got his way.

Remembering my uncle, I pushed at Gabriel, the franticness finally dawning on him. He looked at me with concern.

“I’m sorry I didn’t have on a condom. I—”

I knew what he was apologizing for, and while he was right, it was the least of my concerns at the moment. “I’m on the pill so it isn’t that. I need to talk to you about George.”

“George?” he questioned, then pulled out and rolled over onto his back. “What about him?”

I didn’t wait, scrambling upright and practically draping myself over him so he couldn’t escape. I’d been trying to tell him what had driven me all the way to Chicago, and I would be damned if he blew me off about it any more.

“I believe George was responsible for your parents’ deaths.”

“That’s crazy, Harper. It was an accident.”

“That’s just it. I don’t think it was. Shortly before it, I’d sought your father out to help me find my inheritance. I’m convinced he found something and possibly tipped George off. Jayson—” Gabriel growled at the mention of my cousin’s name, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t be swayed by it, or him. “He said you have something he wants. My uncle was paying him to retrieve something. I don’t know what it was, but this isn’t some coincidence. If we don’t find what it is, he’ll kill you too. I can’t—”

“Jayson’s in jail, and he’s never going to see the light of day.”

“He was a pawn. George is the mastermind, and he’s still out there. If he can’t have Jayson kill you to keep his sins safe, he’ll have someone else do it. My parents left me a large sum of money, and people have killed for a hell of a lot less.”

“This sounds like something out of a suspense film, Harper. George is not some maniacal killer who can tamper with planes and kill whoever he pleases.”

“I know it doesn’t sound plausible, but it is. We need to find whatever it was your father had on him and turn it in to the authorities. As long as he’s still free, you’re not safe. After everything we’ve been through today, and especially tonight, I can’t lose you again. I love you, and if you meant what you said about loving me, you’ll take this seriously and help me help you.”

“Okay,” he finally relented, then began to kiss me again.

Before long, he was back inside of me. If he thought he could silence me with sex, he would see how wrong he was when I tried again in the morning. For now, I would savor what was left of the night.

GABRIEL

When I rolled over, I threw my arm to the side as I usually would, but when I did, I encountered something more than just my pillow. I quickly pulled my arm back, glad I had only hit her in the arm instead of somewhere else.

I closed my eyes as the day and night before came rushing back to me. Harper Grimes was back in my life and in my bed. I reopened my eyes as she started to stir, then smirked and rolled over onto my side.

When her beautiful eyes opened, I was staring directly at her.

“W-what time is it?” she stammered, then tried to scramble upright until I placed my hand on her arm to still her.

“The timing is perfect,” I told her, then pulled her close.

The night before, I had made love to her in all the ways I had once imagined, and I had made her orgasm so many times. I’d needed her to see how I felt about her, especially when I couldn’t say it out loud. That all changed and it wasn’t long before I was admitting to being in love with her still as well. The night had been perfect, even if the events leading up to it had been anything but that.

In fact, they’d been horrible. I planned to call my lawyer soon to see what he’d been able to find out about charges. Jayson would be arraigned this morning, and I needed to make sure I could set Harper’s mind at ease when I would tell her he was denied bail.

I know she still thought he might find a way out of his troubles, but she didn’t realize that his were just beginning. If it wouldn’t land me in a cell beside him, I would pay for a half hour with him where I would make sure he suffered for all the pain he’d caused recently, and especially back then.

The main person scaring her now was George. I’d never trusted or liked her uncle, but I still couldn’t wrap my head around him being some serial murderer. Money made people do a lot of crazy things, but this was too much. I also couldn’t imagine he would willingly allow his son to rape his niece, but that had happened, too.

“About last night—”

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