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“Jaclyn? She’s not mine.”Fuck, that hurts to say out loud.“She’s married to?—”
The door to the sedan opens. “Your brother. Or at least she will be if you don’t stop it. You don’t have much time to make sure your littleprincessisn’t stuck with Christopher.”
There’s no path that leads to me keeping Jaclyn safe, much less for keeping her for myself. I’ll never be able to convince her to leave Chris, and if his surprise visit in Hawaii was any indication, he has every intention of announcing his presidential run soon. By the end of themonth, everything will be up in flames—my career and Jaclyn’s aspirations with it.
Would the Gallaghers really leak it?
As I slide out of the car, a defeated groan leaves my lips. “How long will you give me?”
“Four weeks. I have a few things to take care of before then. If you decide to help me with this little side project, neither you nor your wife will need to worry about me or Mickey.”
“What about?—”
“Enjoy your stay, Mr. Blake.”
The car door slams shut, and they drive away without any indication of how long I’m supposed to stay here. How the fuck does he expect me to do this?
Turning to face the hotel I’d never be caught dead in, a man in a dark navy suit approaches. His disingenuous grin has me on edge. “Welcome, Mr. Gallagher. If there’s anything you need, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
Chapter 29
Jaclyn
“You missed this cock, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper as Alex slowly thrusts deeper. I missed a hell of a lot more than his cock. I fell hard and fast for the enemy. In the span of a few days, he somehow knows exactly what I need, giving it to me over and over. I don’t just want his cock—I want all of him.
“Not as much as I missed your tight pussy, Jackie.”
Jackie?
I gasp as my eyes flash open. There’s an arm wrapped around my waist, pulling my back against a warm chest. It takes me a moment to work out where I am, but disappointment settles in my gut realizing it was only a dream. Alex is gone. I went to bed last night by myself; Chris took the couch. Why is he in bed with me, with his cock pressed against my ass?
“Chris?” I wince.
“Yeah, baby. You didn’t think I was…?”
Yes.
I quickly turn in his embrace. “I was asleep and thought you were on the couch. It was disorienting. That’s all.”
“Fuck,” he mutters, tucking stubborn strands of hair behind my ear that are determined to keep falling into my face. “You’re so beautiful.”What?“How did I get so lucky to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of my life?”
“We agreed you’d sleep on the couch.” While it’s mildly endearing that he’s trying, I can’t help my skepticism, still hurt by his actions. Even if I have no right to be after what I’ve done.
“I couldn’t stay away.”
As much as I want to roll my eyes, I stifle my groan. “How long have you been in bed?”
“You caught me,” he chuckles and looks over his shoulder. “There wasn’t an outlet by the couch for my CPAP, so when you fell asleep, I climbed into bed with you.”
“Chris!” I squeak.
“You’re my wife now. I know you’re still upset about me not being there, but?—”
“Still upset?” I laugh. “I said my vows to another man in front of God. Doesn’t that bother you?”
With a firm hold on my hip, he pulls me close. “Of course it bothers me! I had to see pictures of you, fucking gorgeous in your white gown, promising yourself toAlex.” He shudders. Playing my part, I cup his cheek, and he covers my hand with his. “I don’t expect you to forgive me, but will you let me try to earn it?”
