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He chuckled as he wordlessly pulled us away from the wall, depositing me on the counter instead so he could hook my legs over his shoulders and fuck me harder. Propped up on my elbows on the slick polished quartz, I was helpless to do anything but… take it.
So that was all I did.
Everything else was stripped wholly from my brain as he pushed me, hard, off the cliff of an orgasm, then tossed himself off with me.
Thiswas how I expected things to be for us, finally.
But afterwards, after we’d cleaned up, and made it to bed… he was quiet again.
I forced myself not to take it personally.
Not to… push.
I just moved closer to him, threading my fingers through his.
He didn’t have to talk about it, if he didn’t want to.
But if he did… I would listen.
***
“Thought I might find you here.”
My face wrinkled in surprise as I turned to find Jake Lincoln standing in the doorway that led to the dispensary’s back room.
I’dbypassed all kinds of police tape to get in here and we owned the building, so Jake had to know his ass wasn’t supposed to be here.
But I didn’t tell him that.
Yet.
“What can I do for you?” I asked, crossing my arms. “I see you’re back on your feet.”
Thinking back to when the dispensary attack happened, followed shortly by the attack on Jake at home, it honestly felt like it could’ve been years ago, instead of mere months.
Barelyplural.
He scrubbed a hand through the scruff on his chin, a new addition that made him look decently older than before.
A good thing.
That pretty-boy shit wasnotrespected among his cohort.
“Gotta be, gotta make it happen for the new boss,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow. “Ivan?”
He nodded. “I thought he was crazy, but I realize… he just doesn’t do things like Manuel.”
“That he does not,” I agreed.
I’d already gotten the scoop via intelligence that Ivan was moving their whole operation away from the Rojas compound because he thought it was ugly.
And because, apparently, it was too easy for people to sneak in and out.
“You still haven’t told me what you wanted,” I reminded Jake as he ambled over to one of the big windows, recently fit with new glass.
We’d had to pull strings to make it happen, but we’d finally been able to clean up the “crime scene”, since there were no suspects in the murder of thatThornand the trail was cold.
