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“Understood.” Agent Colins waved to his men and left.
I relaxed and sagged into Grim’s side. “Interesting men who work for the FBI.” I glanced up at him.
“You have no idea.”
Something hit me. “Do you think it was wise that I heard any of that?”
“It just means you can’t go anywhere,” he gave me a devilish grin, “because if you did, I’d have to hunt you down.”
I raised a brow with a playful smirk. “I do love to be hunted.” I pressed my body into his. “And whatever would you do when you caught me?”
“The question, sweetheart,” he grabbed the back of my head, “is what wouldn’t I do.” He kissed me deeply, and my world tilted. His other hand pressed against my lower back, and I felt how turned on he was. Everything inside me came to life, and I ran my hands along his erection. I popped the button on his pants and undid his belt. I needed him.
“I want you so bad right now, but I have a meeting.” He squeezed his eyes shut, and I almost cried. “Fuck it.” His hands slid up my skirt, snagged my panties, ripped them down, and tossed them aside, then he sat on one of the computer chairs. He turned me to face him then lifted me onto his lap and lowered me onto him. I gasped, and our eyes met. His mouth opened ashe tried to slow himself down. I leaned my head back; it felt so good. He grabbed my hips and controlled the speed as we moved together. We both knew anyone could walk in at any moment. “Say it.” His neck bulged, and I knew he wanted to let loose.
“Say what?” I was confused by his question but also lost in the buildup that was budding inside.
He increased the speed, and all I could do was hold on ,to his shoulders. The only sound was our bodies as they collided and our heavy breaths. “That you’ll be my wife.”
I let go then, and my thighs and stomach clenched as I rode out wave after wave until I collapsed over his shoulder. He lifted me and put me against the wall with one leg over his shoulder, and his neck strained with every thrust as he took what he needed. His eyes were locked on mine.
“I’ll be your wife,” I promised him again, “all yours to do whatever you want with.” I gasped as he sent me up the wall with all his might. I fisted his hair for balance and held on.
“All mine,” he whispered as I heard him give in with a groan. His shudders continued and his teeth bared. Then he sucked in a deep breath and peeled me off. My bones felt like Jell-O as he put me down on the chair. He handed me my panties, but when I went for them, he pulled them away. “I’m a patient man, Kenna. I agreed to a few weeks, but after that,” he tenderly grabbed my chin, “you’re marrying me.” He kissed me once. “Benny asked Minnie about you yesterday. Tell him you’re taken, or I will.”
I loved my possessive asshole, but I also wasn’t about to start this new relationship by backing down. This was what we did.
I checked my dress in the reflection of a computer screen. “First, you’re not a patient man, Grim. Nowhere close, actually. And second,” I snagged my lipstick out of my purse and reapplied it, “I will tell Benny when I’m good and ready.”
“Kenna,” he growled and leaned down close to me, but I snagged his crotch and held him in place.
“I’m yours, Grim. I’m carrying your baby. I agreed to marry you.” I pulled out the ring and slipped it on my finger to show him I was serious.
“You carry it with you?” He seemed pleased.
“I do. So don’t question me when I need a moment to process things.” I stepped into him, and his hand covered mine, giving himself a good pump. The man was a beast. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a job to do.” I dragged my tongue along his neck. “Since you just did yours.”
Once outside in the hall, I tucked the gorgeous ring safely back into the zippered pocket in my purse and headed down to the casino. I was almost to the end of the hall when I heard my phone go off.
“Simon, hi.” I wondered why he’d call me. “What can I do for you?”
“I was hoping to steal a few moments of your time.”
I bet he’d got wind about what happened at the church. “If this is about my father, I’m not interested.”
“Yes, but it’s important, Kenna,” he pressed. “Please.”
I closed my eyes; my father was the last person I wanted to talk about. “Ah.” I checked my watch.
“I promise you really want to hear this.”
Shit. “All right, where are you?”
I’d been to my father’s office in the hotel before, but I’d never been to the office Simon used when they worked on the twentieth floor. It was tucked away around a corner from Dad’s, and I usually tried to avoid that whole area whenever I could. His door was open when I arrived, and his profile looked pensive. He was hunched over in his chair, his chin rested on his palm, and his face glowed pale in the light from the computer screen. I knocked softly, and he turned his head. His warm smile had no effect on the sadness in his eyes.
“Kenna, hey,” he tapped his keyboard and turned off his screen, “please come in.” He got up and pointed to the couch, then he sat in a chair across from it.
“Okay.” I sighed and set my purse next to me as I crossed my legs and settled in. I knew this wasn’t going to be something I wanted to hear. “What do you have for me?”
