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Tanner growled in fury at the declaration. “Do you have to watch this?”
He paced the floor behind her, his hands shoved into his slacks, his expression creased into a scowl.
“It doesn’t hurt, Tanner,” she told him, not for the first time.
“I hate it when you lie to me, Scheme,” he rasped angrily. “So stop. ”
Was she lying? Maybe she was, not just to him but to herself.
“General Tallant, do you have a comment on the allegations by your daughter that you forced an abortion of the child she carried eight years ago?” Cassa asked the general as they stood in his opulent foyer and the officers snapped restraints on his wrists. “Doctors, both Breed as well as conventional, have verified the evidence of abortion as well as a procedure to ensure no future conception. Did you destroy your own grandchild?”
He gazed into the camera, grief-stricken, his eyes filled with tears. “I love you, Princess,” he repeated.
“Guilt,” Scheme said softly. “He thinks he can inspire guilt. He’s already working his defense. Does he know yet that his lawyers have refused to handle the case?”
“I didn’t ask him,” Tanner snarled.
“He’s breaking,” she mused. “He won’t live to see a trial. ”
Tanner paused behind her chair. “What makes you think that?”
“He knows too much about the inner council. ” She watched Cyrus’s shoulders slump as he was led from his mansion. Behind him, his second in command and heir apparent stood stoically in the background.
“I never guessed he was working with Jonas,” Scheme commented in regards to John Bollen. “He’s a cold bastard. ”
“Yes, he is,” Tanner agreed. “He and Jonas must get along famously. ”
He still hadn’t forgiven Jonas for allowing her to do the job she had set for herself eight years before.
“I make my own choices,” she reminded him, not for the first time.
“Wrong. You and I make the choices now. Remember that. ”
“And if I don’t?” She glanced over her shoulder. Tanner’s tension was so thick now it wrapped around her, tingling across her flesh as she picked up the remote and flipped off the interview. Some things, her mate couldn’t handle. The regrets that filled her at times were perfect examples.
“Then I’ll spank you!”
She leaned into the corner of the chair, aware that the position loosened the front of her robe that had only been quickly tied after her shower, and bared her lotioned legs. Tanner didn’t miss the sight. His gaze sparked with lust as he moved around the chair.
Scheme didn’t give him time to pin her in her seat. She rose to her feet, gripped his shoulders as she turned and pushed him back into the chair.
“What are you up to?” His eyelids drooped in sensual response, and the look seemed to stroke over her body.
“Loving you?” She loosened the black slacks. He was shirtless, his dark bronze chest rising and falling sharply as his hips lifted, allowing her to draw the material from his powerful thighs and down his legs.
“Hmm, very nice. ” She gripped the hard rise of his shaft with both hands before leaning forward and licking over the broad crest. “Have I mentioned lately how much I do love you?”
“I could stand to hear it again. ” He groaned, his hands threading into her long hair as she filled her mouth with the engorged head, working her tongue over and around it, moaning at the taste of his flesh, the dark lustiness that filled her each time she experienced it.
“I love you very much. ” She lifted her head and placed a kiss on the throbbing crown before rising to her feet and shedding the robe slowly.
His golden gaze flared as his hands gripped the arms of the chair, fingers digging into the padded softness as she smiled back at him.
She cupped her breasts, her fingertips thrumming over her nipples as he bared his teeth in arousal.
“I need you,” she whispered.
“I’m yours, pretty girl,” he growled. “Come take me before I have to spank you. ”
