Page 78 of The Doctor

Otherwise, I’d still be fighting.

Or losing her, likely to the kid smiling her way from the kitchen.

I tightened my grip on Clara, knowing my fingers were biting into her and not giving a goddamn if it hurt as she smiled right back at him.

With a hand on her lower back, I opened my mouth to excuse ourselves. I had things I needed to do.

To her.

To her weeping, swollen pussy.

But before a word could pass my lips, life—and the vow I’d made—came crashing down on me in the form of my cell phone ringing. I dragged the device from my pocket, and all my plans and my lust were placed firmly on the back burner when I saw Sarah David’s name on the screen.

“Hello?”

Before she could speak, Chaya’s cries wailed through the phone. “Zeno?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Chaya has a fever. She’s refusing to eat, will hardly sleep, and she’s been screaming bloody murder for the past hour. Would you be able to swing by when you have a moment and check her over?”

“Of course.” I meant to say more, but Clara slid her hand into my back pocket, distracting me.

“It’s no rush,” Sarah said as Chaya’s cries lessened for a brief moment. “I’m just worried something is going on.”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Clara squeezed my ass, which left me flustered enough that I hung up on Sarah without saying goodbye. I glared down at my girl, at the twinkle in her eye and the wicked smile on her lips.

She knew exactly what she’d done.

“Are we going somewhere?” With her body pressed close to mine, where I needed to go and where I wanted to go warred within me.

“Need to go to the Davids’s to check on Chaya.”

“We won’t keep you then,” Paulo said, extending a hand my way.

I accepted it with more gratitude than I knew how to express, because it knocked Clara off my side and gave me room to breathe without the threat of her body short circuiting my brain.

“You’ll be okay here?” I asked, worries for Nadia and Mic pulsing through me at the mere thought of Cosimo coming back.

“I’ve got Mario with me,” Paulo said. “And I can always have Jet send one of his crew over if I feel we need more.”

With a nod, I turned toward Clara, ready to take her hand and lead her out the door. But she’d moved on from hugging Nadia, and now she was wrapped around Michele like he could save her from drowning.

“Clara.” There was a snap to my voice, and the two jolted apart. She licked her lips, then slipped her hand into mine. “Let’s go.”

I jerked her toward the door and had to listen to her fucking laughter the whole ride down the elevator to the parking garage.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I spun her around and pressed her up against the door to my car.

“I’m not doing anything.” There was a feigned innocence in her voice that screamed that it was nothing but lies. “I was only giving my new best friend a hug.”

“Clara!”

“Yes, Daddy?”

My mouth was on hers in an instant, my hand biting at her flesh in an effort to get her close. But Clara had different ideas. Her fingers danced over the buttons and zipper of my pants, then she palmed my aching cock before she lowered herself to her knees.

“What are you doing?”