Page 79 of Brutal Truths

Because Trent is here. In her room. He’s taking over, acting like he’s authorized to see her.

He isn’t.

And just like that, he jumps straight to the top. I don’t even care if taking him out blows my cover.

“Whose blood is all over you?” Isabel steps closer, concern written all over her face.

I hadn’t even thought about how I looked. I was supposed to clean up before seeing her, but when I heard Bear’s growl, that plan went out the window. Getting to her was the only thing that mattered.

Reaching out, I run my knuckles along her jaw. “It’s not mine. I’m fine.”

“Don’t lie to me.” She slaps my hand away and then starts checking me over, lifting my shirt.

I try to focus, but it’s pointless. Her hands are on me. After everything I’ve been through today, I don’t care who’s watching.

I drag her into my arms and take her mouth, hard and fast. She resists at first, pushing against me, but it fades the second I deepen the kiss, slipping in my tongue so I can taste her. The sounds she makes, soft and needy, sends a raging fire straight through my body that flips something deep inside me.

My control snaps.

I trap her against the doorframe, grinding my erection into her belly before I can stop myself. The need hitting hard enough to drown out everything else.

Then she pushes me back, breathless. “Aiden, stop.”

“No.” I growl and dive right back in. My fingers catch the hem of her top, needing to touch her skin.

She leans into me for half a second before reality kicks in. “Aiden. We have an audience. Stop.”

Exhaling sharply, I glance over to see Lane’s smirk.

Fucker.

“You two can handle this, right?”

“Sure.”

“Release.” My command is sharp.

Bear immediately lets go of Drake.

“On guard.”

Bear drops back, muscles coiled, eyes locked on his target. One wrong move and he’ll attack.

“Jen’s in the kitchen with Teddy.” Giving my men the information they need. “She needed a good, stiff drink. Text him that she needs to come check on at that fucker’s arm.”

“Jen? As in your cousin? The one I work with?” Isabel pushes at me, trying to get past.

That’s not about to happen. “She was at the meeting. Not by choice. I’ll explain later.”

“You’ll explain now.”

That tone she uses only makes my need for her burn brighter.

I don’t. Wrong move.

Bending at the waist, I toss her over my shoulder before she can fight me. I need to get her some place private before I end up fucking her right here in front of everyone.

Not something I’m into. No one gets to see her come apart but me.