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“I never claimed to be an angel or a hero, and I don’t typically fight fair. So, while I did send everything to the FBI this morning because those fuckers need to go to jail several times and ways over, I’ve also cleared out Alfie’s foreign bank accounts. The city schools of Los Angeles, New York, Chicago, Dallas, DC, and Boston will all receive large anonymous donations that will go through on December 15, so it doesn’t seem too closely tied timing-wise. I’ve also locked both Ezra and Alfie out from making any changes or deleting anything from their systems. Other than that, I haven’t done much else because, while the FBI won’t care about the missing money in the accounts, I don’t want it to seem as if anything was toyed with or planted by an outside party. It has to look as clean as it can.”
Georgia crosses her legs and stares out the window at the looming city before us. “This is a mess. My mother was right when she said that.”
“Baby, money does funny things to people, and you have a lot of it. But with all this information out there now, it’s not a matter of if, but when they’ll go down.”
“Right. But it’s the waiting that has me uneasy.”
“As of right now, they don’t know it’s us or even that someone has done this to them.”
The simple truth is, I don’t know if everything I’m telling her will turn out as cleanly as I hope it will. Life doesn’t always follow a plan like that.
“Try and relax.”
She laughs. “Oh, you mean the way you are?”
I change lanes and take the exit that will lead us into the Seaport District, where Zax’s penthouse is. “That’s different. I’ve been fucking around with my best friends’ cousin for weeks and haven’t told them. And this is after I promised them I wouldn’t touch her again. Or lie to them. Ever.”
“Is fucking around all we’ve been doing?”
She can tease all she wants, but I know she hates hiding us from them. I’ve told her I love her. I’ve told her it’s her and only her forever. And though I never said anything even remotely close to her like this before, hiding our relationship from her cousins, my friends, is repeating old habits, and though she’s too stubborn to admit it, it bothers her. I’m doing this as much for me and my relationship with Zax and Grey as I am for my relationship with her.
My girl is a force to be reckoned with, but right now she deserves someone to fight for her instead of against her. And honestly, as much as she hates us hiding what we are, I hate it even more.
I wipe my grin away with my fingers at the playful gleam in her voice. “Well, in fairness, until the other day when I told you I loved you, yes. You were using me for my… what did you call it? My wonder dick?”
She rolls her eyes. “Pfft. It was meant to be ironic, and it certainly wasn’t me using you.”
“Hmmm… I seem to remember someone seducing me on our wedding night, followed by having naughty dreams about me and then dropping to her knees in my shop.”
She glares balefully at me. “Interesting, since I seem to remember you biting my lip on a plane and finger-fucking me to orgasm in a public bathroom. And for the record, I never invited you into my room in the middle of the night. That was all you, Pervy McPervster.”
“I bit you to abate a panic attack, and it’s not my fault that you only listen to reason once you’ve come.”
She rolls her eyes and leans over and flicks my ear with her finger. “See, I was going to help you with my oh-so-scary cousins that you’re obviously rightfully terrified of, but now you’re on your own.”
I laugh as we pull into a spot in Zax’s garage, put the Shelby in neutral, and pull up the parking brake before shutting her off. “Maybe I should make you come then in order to secure your allegiance against your oh-so-scary cousins that I’m terrified of.”
“In the Shelby in a public garage?” She gasps in feigned horror.
“Whatever works. These are desperate times.”
I catch her sharp intake of breath as I reach over to lift the hem of her skirt, grateful she’s wearing one, when she smacks my hand away.
“Nu-uh. I don’t see why I should reward you right now.”
I choke on my tongue. “How about because I’m about to help put your thieving, murderous ex and his father in prison?”
She shakes her head as she leans back against the soft leather of the seat, a twinkle flashing in her eyes. “Give me more than that.”
Every inch of me starts to melt as I watch her thighs part and her hand slide up. “I married you.”
She smirks. “Mmm,” she hums as her hand reaches her pussy beneath the hem of her skirt where I can’t see. “That is true. You have done a lot for me lately.”
I feel like fucking Alice begging for a treat. “Exactly. Now lift up that skirt.” I fist the steering wheel, wanting to touch every inch of her smooth, creamy skin, salivating over every glimpse she gives me as she finally starts to slide her skirt up, only she stops before she gets anywhere close to where I want her to be.
The hand under her skirt, though? That hand doesn’t stop. It climbs up and up until I watch as she starts to play with her pussy, my breath held in my lungs. She’s masturbating. Again. Only this time she’s not including me.
“Oh,” she moans when she makes contact, her neck arching and her head rolling. “Oh, that feels so good.”
