“Then you better get up, sunshine.”
She raises her arms above her head to stretch, and as she does, I kiss her soft, exposed stomach. When I do, she freezes, but I don’t pull away or stop. She may not know she’s perfect, but I’m going to show her. Little by little, she’s going to learn just how beautiful she is.
When I shift lower to the hem of her pink lace panties, she sucks in a breath and holds it. Without hesitating, I peel them off her hips and toss them onto the floor. Then I bury myself between her legs, licking and sucking on her clit until she’s crying out and trembling as an orgasm rocks through her.
Only when she stops shaking do I stop cleaning her up with my tongue.
My cock is rock hard as I stand, but I don’t care. That was all I needed. Just her taste on my tongue.
I smirk as her eyes flutter open and closed, and a lazy smile plays at her lips.
Reaching out, I offer her my hand. “Come on, baby girl. Let me help you get ready.”
CHAPTER 38
Quinn
CHATS WITH FRIENDS
“Stop following me.”
Roman, my shiny new bodyguard, seems to think he has to stay within two feet of me, and that’s just not going to work for me.
The only reason I gave up arguing with Xander about it is because I know that man well enough that, no matter what I say, he’s going to do it his way. He’s stubborn. Controlling. Absolutely unreasonable. And I love it all.
Xander is all of those things, but it’s all to keep me safe. And also away from other men, I’m pretty sure. I’m kind of surprised he assigned Roman to be my bodyguard. The man is a total book-boyfriend fantasy come to life. Not that I’ll say that to Xander because I’m pretty sure he might lose his shit if I did. I don’t want anything to happen to Roman just because I think he is hot.
“That’s not going to happen, Miss Summers.”
Unfortunately for him, his personality doesn’t match his hotness. The guy is a grump. That’s probably exactly why Xander assigned him to me.
Josh grins as I walk back behind the bar to mix some more drinks. He’s been dying to ask me questions, but we’vebeen slammed since I got here. That was after Xander tried to convince me to quit again.
I have no idea what’s even happening right now. One second, he’s saying he can’t give me everything. And the next, he’s… I don’t even know what he’s doing. Or what we are. Or where all of this is going.
Shaking my head, I grab a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and pour some into a glass.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw him take a drink this morning.
It’s not an unusual sight in Las Vegas. People come here just to get fucked up morning, noon, and night. But then they go home, back to their daily lives. Maybe thisisXander’s everyday life. At least it has been. Ever since her.
Nicola.
I’ve never hated someone so much.
And I haven’t even met her.
It broke my heart right down the middle when Xander told me what she did. The grief and pain he felt must have been horrendous. I probably would have started drinking, too.
“So, what’s the story on you suddenly having The Incredible Hulk following you around?” Josh asks.
I laugh and roll my eyes because, yeah, if Roman were green, I could see it. As if he senses something, Roman meets my gaze and narrows his, but I ignore him. I’m pretty sure the guy already has a big enough head; he doesn’t need us knowing we’re talking about him.
“It’s hard to explain,” I finally answer, tapping on the touch screen to enter an order.
“We’ve worked together for years, and we’ve seen more drama in that time than anyone would ever believe. I’m pretty sure you can’t shock me.” Josh nods toward a couple who hand him a tip before they leave. Customers love him. I’m the perky,bubbly one, and he’s the laid-back, surfer type who gets along with everyone.
“Wanna bet?” I ask with a mischievous grin.
