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The dirty video of her that is now seared into my phone’s memory didn’t help. Neither did the fresh image of her ripe and writhing body on my mouth last night. That one will be emblazoned in my mind for all eternity. They’ll dig up my skeleton in a thousand years and find traces of it still marked on the inside of my skull.
It’s the memory I’m going to replay in my head on my deathbed. Sure fire way to die happy, no matter the circumstances.
“Is there a reason you’re here harassing me, Mother?”
“I want to take Paige out tomorrow.”
“No.”
Her forehead creases in disappointment. “She’s been cooped up in this house for weeks. She’s going stir-crazy.”
“That might have something to do with your presence here.”
She gives me a ladylike scowl. “I think you’re projecting. Your wife actually likes having me around. That makes one of us.”
I can’t exactly deny it. Paige does have a ridiculous amount of affection for all my family members. I didn’t think it was a big problem until I realized the feeling was mutual. Now, everyone is on my dick about how I treat her.
“I’m happy you two have found each other then. You’ll find lots of fun activities to do—within the confines of the property.”
“We’ll be discreet.”
“I’m not taking any chances,” I snarl. “The world thinks Paige is dead right now. Which means Petyr thinks Paige is dead. I want to keep it that way.”
Nessa sighs. “It’s not realistic to keep this going for much longer, Misha.”
She’s not wrong. I thought I’d have caught Petyr by now. But the motherfucker’s ongoing absence is stalling my plans more than I care for.
“She’ll just have to be patient a little while longer. You all will.”
My mother doesn’t look happy, but for a change, she doesn’t push it. She gives me a curt nod and slinks out of the office, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Honestly, I’d prefer her company over my own.
I’m desperate to go upstairs and take a shower in my own bathroom, to wash off the stink of today. But I don’t want to risk running into Paige.
The woman has decided to play dirty. It came way too close to working last night. Almost twenty-four hours later and I still can’t stop thinking about her.
“A Paige moratorium it is,” I mutter, stepping into the bathroom adjoining my office.
It’s spacious, but not nearly as luxurious as the one upstairs. And not nearly as filled with one specific naked woman as I’d like it to be.
I crank the shower faucet on as cold as it will allow and force myself underneath the flow. I’m washing the soap from my tense body when I hear the door open. I see a flash of dark hair through the steamed glass. It’s enough to make my cock jump in misplaced hope.
Then Paige slides the glass door open, nervous green eyes taking me in.All of me.
“What are you doing here?” I rasp.
“I need to talk to you. I figured I’d catch you before you ran away again.”
Ah. So my avoidance technique hasn’t gone unnoticed. The sexy white dress she’s wearing tells me she’s not about to let me get away with it.
The top three buttons of the simple cotton dress are undone, and it doesn’t exactly take Sherlock fucking Holmes to see that she isn’t wearing a bra. Her skin is smooth and flawless, way more tempting than it has any right to be.
“This is not a good time, Paige.”
“I think this is the best time actually.” She looks supremely unconcerned as she steps into the shower doorway, blocking my path out. “I have your undivided attention.”
“If this is about leaving the house tomorrow with my mother, I already told her the answer is no.”
