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“And I have a specialized team on my grandfather.”
My eyebrows skyrocketed up. “Are youkiddingme?” More hissing from me. I shot to my feet, my voice rising.“You know where he is?”
He didn’t respond, not at first. Then a grudging nod. “I’ve known for a while.”
“Kash!”
His jaw tightened. “You have been in serious mourning. I’ve been doing everything I can to make sure I can move against my grandfather, but I can’t be stupid. I can’t go in without covering all my bases, and some of those bases are finding out if he has a death policy or not.”
Wha …
I sat back on my heels. “Death policy?”
“My grandfather has been in the game a long time. He has allies built over allies. Allegiances. Fucking plans on what happens if he dies. And while you’ve been grieving, I’ve been unearthing all of it. It’s a lot of shit to unearth.” Again that jaw was tightening, then flexing. “I’m close. I’m so close. But finding out about my brother was new, and every stone I turn over, there seems to be more under them. But I’m close. I can feel it.”
I swallowed over a lump.
I was getting it now.
“And this team you have on him, that’s the team you’re pulling for my mom?”
He nodded, his eyes cast off. “Yeah.”
Wow. I was really getting it now.
“You’re doing that for me?”
His jaw clenched again. He lowered his head, turning away. “I’m doing it for my brother.”
But he wasn’t, and I knew it, and he knew it.
I crawled over the bed, reaching for and catching his hand. I tugged him over to me, sliding to the edge of the bed. I moved in to stand in between his legs and looked up at him. “Thank you.”
He was giving up his grandfather for me.
“I’m not just doing it for you.”
But he was, and he was lying so I wouldn’t feel bad.
Kash was moving heaven and hell to help me find Chrissy.
I rose up on my knees, and holding his eyes, I pulled my shirt up and over my head. After our second round, I’d pulled on underwear and a top to sleep in. I was naked in front of him now, except for my underwear, and he took me in. His eyes darkened, lust filling them, and he moved forward, just beyond touching.
He pinned me down with his gaze. “Underwear. Off.”
The underwear went off, and then there was touching.
There was kissing.
There were moans, groans, and thrusting.
But mostly, there was nothing but good happening.
Finally.
FORTY-FOUR
Kash
