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“I know. I don’t know where he got the cash from, but knowing him, it’s probably not from a legal source.”
“He has to give it back, then.”
“He wouldn’t tell me where he got it from.”
Bane’s brows drew down over his dark eyes, menace lurking in their depths. “I’ll find out where.” He stood and walked away, leaving me with an ache in my stomach that had nothing to do with being hungry. I stayed on the couch and overheard the rumble of Bane’s voice as he spoke to whoever was on the other end of the phone. Honestly, I’d kind of numbed out. Not knowing where Hawk sourced the money was a gnawing ache in my head. I just hoped he hadn’t done something stupid to get it.
When Bane returned, he smiled at me, trying to put me at ease. “I’ve got someone looking into it right now.”
“Do you think they’ll find anything?”
Holding out his hands to me, he lifted me from the couch and took me into the kitchen, placing me on the edge of the counter. The marble was cold under my bare ass, but Bane’s mouth soon warmed me. His kiss was all-consuming, and I clung to his shoulders, unsure where this was coming from. If he was trying to distract me, he was doing an amazing job of it.
“Are you hungry?” he asked when he finally pulled away.
“Yes,” I replied breathlessly, looking down to his hips.
He growled and kissed me again, sliding his tongue into my mouth as his hard cock flexed against my pussy. “Food first, then you can have this,” he told me, biting my bottom lip then sucking it into his mouth.
“Are you going to cook?”
“No, I have a housekeeper. She comes in at seven to make breakfast.”
Seven?It was almost…
… I heard the elevator ding and someone walk in.
“Good morning, Mr. Rivera,” a woman said. I turned to look over my shoulder, then jumped off the counter, tugging down the hem of Bane’s shirt. It hit me mid-thigh, but all of a sudden, it didn’t seem long enough. The older woman standing before me looked like a grandmother. “And good morning to your guest as well,” she added with a warm smile.
“Mrs. Bellinger, this is Wren Montana. You’ll probably be seeing a little bit of her around here.”
Mrs. Bellinger’s smile widened. “I’m glad you’ve found a nice woman, Mr. Rivera. My husband always used to say that behind every good man is a better woman.” She held out her hand to me. “It’s lovely to meet you, Ms. Montana.”
“Please, call me Wren,” I muttered, flushing a little. “Ah, if you could excuse me, I’ll just go and throw on some clothes.”
Bane’s eyes danced with laughter. “What would you like for breakfast?”
“Anything,” I replied, dashing back into the bedroom. I searched my bag for some clothes, then thought better of it. I had a quick shower, got dressed, and padded back through to the kitchen. Bane was sitting at the island scrolling through his iPad while Mrs. Bellinger manned the cooktop. Whatever she was making smelled divine.
“Coffee?” Bane asked.
“Please.”
He stood and walked around the island, leaving me with a very good view of his muscular back and fine ass as he went. As I watched him, I realized he was showing me another part of him, another facet of his life. Here was domesticated, relaxed Bane, and I found that I liked him like this. Here, dressed in sweats, he was truly comfortable. That’s not to say that when he was with his sister he wasn’t comfortable, but this was different.
“What are you looking at?” he asked when he caught me staring.
“You,” I replied with a shrug. “You surprise me is all.”
He walked back with my coffee. “In a good way, I hope.” He dropped a kiss to my lips, then sat back down beside me.
I took a sip of coffee and let out a little sigh. I almost didn’t want to return to my shitty little box of an apartment, but I knew I had to. Independence and all that.
“What are you thinking about?”
I inhaled deeply, my mouth watering at the smell of the bacon and eggs Mrs. Bellinger was cooking. “I was thinking about how much it’s going to suck going back to my apartment.”
“So stay here.”
