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When there wasn’t a place on her body I hadn’t touched and she was leaning with her back to the wall, unable to stand up any longer without the support, I entered her with a finger. Her gasps sounded against my lips, which were caressing, tasting, exploring.
I added a second finger, her channel tight, her eyes closed. Her soft little mewls and her viselike hold on my arms only spurned me on. I wished I could worship her the way she deserved—on my knees and with my face buried between her legs. But for now, this would have to do.
“Lucius.” The desperate plea in her voice nearly sent me to my knees, my real name on her lips, something I thought I’d never hear again.
And when she let go, she was beautiful in her release, her skin glowing, her lips parted slightly.
The water had gone cold, but we stood under the weak stream, eyes locked, afraid to break the spell. I was underwater, everything muted except for what was right in front of me. Everleigh with her big blue eyes. Her long mahogany hair hung in wet tresses down her back, making her look as beautiful as if it were curled in her usual glossy waves or braided.
She shivered, and I crashed back to where we were—a dark and moldy motel room.
But nothing could dampen my mood. With a grin, I turned off the water and handed her a towel. She didn’t use it on herself though. Instead, she took the utmost care to dry me without aggravating my ribs or back.
Once she was satisfied there wasn’t a drop of water remaining on my body, she hurriedly brushed the threadbare towel over her own damp skin.
I wrapped the small hand towel around my middle, having to hold the ends together. “Stay here. I’ll grab your bag.”
Santino was still out, and I hurried to get Everleigh’s bag to her and then got dressed myself. I pulled up a fresh pair of shorts, foregoing boxers. The T-shirt didn’t seem worth the effort, and I sat down, catching my breath.
Everleigh emerged from the bathroom, a faint blush staining her cheeks, her top wet in spots from her hair. She looked around the room as if expecting someone else, and I chuckled. “He’s still at the diner. I texted him that it’s safe to come back.”
Her cheeks darkened to a deep pink. “That obvious?”
I watched her walk up to my bag and take out a fresh T-shirt. She then managed to somehow put it on without me having to lift my arms very high.
She was leaning close, pulling down the material, when I placed a kiss on her cheek. “You’re a goddess.”
She giggled, then picked up what few things I’d dropped around the room and put them in my canvas bag.
Everleigh added both our bags to Santino’s, which was already sitting next to the door, ready to go.
After one last glance around the motel room, we packed the car. Santino came back from the diner across the road as we were closing the trunk. He was holding a paper bag in each hand.
He handed us a bag each, the delicious smell of bacon and eggs wafting out. “We’re getting Sofie?” he asked.
I’d told him about my daughter when we were on the plane getting us out of Guyana. And while he’d been upset that I hadn’t trusted him with the information earlier, he immediately offered to help me get her back.
“We are. She’s at Carter’s.”
I’d texted with him from the hospital last night, and he said he’d be home with her today. I’d been to his house enough times to know it would take us at least an hour to get there from here.
I hadn’t seen a photo of her or heard how she was doing the whole time I was away. I couldn’t keep in touch with anyone or risk getting found out. Maurizio was whip smart, and he had his eyes everywhere. I didn’t want to risk it, no matter how much the decision tore me apart.
Santino drove, and I sat in the passenger seat, with Everleigh in the back. Despite cranking the air-con, my hands were still clammy, and my T-shirt was sticking to my back. I didn’t know what I’d do if she didn’t recognize me. Or didn’t want to come home. Wherever home was at the moment.
Carter lived in a new housing development where all the streets were named after trees and the houses looked identical. We’d all laughed at him when he bought it after deciding he wanted to live in the suburbs, surrounded by minivans and committees.
But it had also made him the best one to look after Sofie. Besides where he lived, my daughter adored him. Ever since she’d been a little baby, they’d shared a special bond. Anyone at Locked Security would have taken her in and taken good care of her, but the only one she’d wanted to stay with was Carter.
I’d never forget the last time I saw her, the desperation and betrayal on her face as I drove away.
She was old enough to know I’d left her. But would she forgive me?
Santino pulled up to a house with a wide porch and a myriad of toys in the yard. I didn’t think I’d fit even half of what was strewn across the grass into our rental.
We got out, Everleigh’s hand finding mine in silent support.
The door opened and Carter stepped out, waving. “Come on, you’re just in time for cake.”
