He nuzzled the side of my head. “Never come that hard before.”
My racing heart did a thump. “Really?”
He pressed a kiss to my cheek, my jaw. “Really.”
“It was pretty amazing.”
He tilted my face up so our noses brushed. “It was.” His hand drifted down, touching where my pulse raced in my throat.
I lifted my hand to his chest and when I felt his heart pounding as hard as mine, I smiled.
“Night’s not over yet,” he murmured.
I licked my lips. “Good.”
CHAPTER 20
COLE
“We got nothing from the guard.”
That was Nash’s voice in my ear. My hand clenched on the phone as I stared out the window at the golf course.
“My gut says it’s not loyalty holding him back, but fear. He knows if he talks, it paints a target on his back that Goodyear will want to hit.”
“Okay. Then we keep searching.” Frustration bubbled.
“I’m pissed too. Those women…” Nash blew out a breath. “It’s hitting close to home for Georgie, because of her sister. And she’s worried for Lili.”
Georgie’s sister had been the victim of a rich club owner who had gotten her addicted to drugs and shared her around, before he’d killed her.
My gaze shifted to Lili.
She was currently wearing that tiny slip of a nightie and humming to herself as she cleaned the kitchen. She’d made us pancakes for breakfast. She had stubble burn on her neck, a few smudges of bruises from my fingers on her arms, and she’d never looked happier.
I’d been a beast. I hadn’t let her get much sleep. I’d fucked her four times, and each time she’d cried out my name, clutching at me like she was worried I’d slip away.
The only time she’d gotten out of bed was to get the first aid kit and clean my cut from the fight. I’d managed to convince her that it didn’t need a bandage. It wasn’t deep and probably wouldn’t even leave a scar.
She caught me looking at her and smiled. When I didn’t smile back, I watched her happiness dim.
“Thanks, Nash.”
“I’ll keep you posted the moment we have something.”
I set the phone on the counter, pushed off the stool, and her way.
“What’s wrong now?” Lili tossed the towel she was using on the counter. “Because I’m sure everything is going to go wrong. Whenever I actually feel happy, life likes to yank the ground out from beneath me.”
I wrapped my arms around her. “Nothing’s wrong, but Nash didn’t get any more info out of Goodyear’s man.”
She huffed out a breath, fiddling with the buttons on my shirt. “No news on where Ava-Jane is?”
“No, sunshine. I’m sorry.”
She nodded, then pulled away and stalked to the windows. She wrapped her arms around herself, and I knew she was thinking about her friend.
I couldn’t take her being upset. Everything inside me wanted to comfort her.
