Page 78 of Dangerous Games

Her eyes remain closed as she leans into my touch. I work it through her ends. I continue massaging until all the soap is gone. Once her hair is done, I grab my body wash. It might be a little fucked up, but I love knowing she’s going to smell like me. I start at her shoulders, kneading them before moving on, running my hands all over her wet body. My cock hardens, but now isn’t the time.

Her eyes slowly open, her striking blue eyes staring deep into my soul.

Neither of us says a word as I reach behind her and turn the water off. I grab a towel off the table and wrap it around her before wrapping one around myself.

“I grabbed you a shirt. Do you want a pair of my boxers?” I ask, toweling off my hair.

“Please,” Bronwyn nods.

She thanks me as I hand her the clothes. I leave her to change.

I’m not sure what the protocol is with her. I’ve never had a woman in my bedroom and in my personal space like this. In the past, if I hooked up with a woman it was always at their house or a hotel. It’s different having her in my space. It feels…more intimate. I’m hoping it doesn’t scare her away.

Bronwyn emerges from the bathroom dressed in my T-shirt. She’s swimming in it, the shirt hitting her mid-thigh. You can’t see the boxers.

“What side do you sleep on?” Bronwyn asks as she stares at the large king-size bed.

“I sleep wherever since I’m the only one in it,” I answer. I have a feeling there’s a reason for this question, though. “Do you have a side?”

I don’t remember there being an issue at her place.

“Well…” she trails off. “I need to sleep on the side that’s farthest from the door.”

“Why?”

“Because if someone breaks in, they aren’t going to get me first.”

I cough, trying to cover up my laugh. Fuck, this isn’t the time, but what kind of logic is that?

“Bronwyn babe, if someone breaks in, I’m going to fucking kill them no matter what side of the bed you’re sleeping on.”

My answer seems to satisfy her because she slides under the covers and settles in. I join her, pulling her tight to my side. She must have been exhausted because once her head hit my chest, she was out.

I gently press my lips to her temple. “I’ll always protect you.”

“You have some fucking balls calling me and telling me to meet you after the shit you pulled at Ma’s,” I say to Matteo as I get out of my car.

He’s leaning up against his with his arms crossed, waiting for me.

“I apologized to you and her. I just want what’s best for you. That’s all. And lose the fucking attitude. We’re here for you,” Matteo says as he pushes off his car.

I look at Voron Casino.

“Don’t act like you’re doing me a favor. You’re just as pissed off that Dimitri is walking all over our territory.”

“Let’s get this over with.”

Matteo and I head inside. The second the smoke-filled air hits my nostrils, I know we’re being followed. I clock a guy in a black suit on my right speaking into his elbow like he’s trying to cover a cough.

“They’re not very good at this, are they?” Matteo asks low enough for only me to hear.

“Nah. They fucking suck.”

We weave our way through the slot machines and people moving about.

“Ah, the Adducis!” Dimitri calls out loudly, drawing attention to us as he approaches us with outstretched arms.

This dude is too fucking much.