Page 73 of Forbidden Want


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Strat noticed her first. “Hey! Was beginning to think he’d sent you away somewhere.”

She smiled. “Only to his bed,” she said, going over to rest a hand on his shoulder.

Connel stood at the other side of the broad kitchen island, phone to his ear.

Daly was still on his feet. “How you doing, Ser?”

“Better,” she said, arching her shoulders back. “Stiff.”

“That’ll be taken care of.”

Connel.

She hadn’t heard his call end. Maybe he’d just hung up. He only looked for a second, then went to the fridge.

“Me and the guys are around,” Daly said. “Want us to pick anything up for you?”

“Front and center, Ser,” Connel said. She left Strat to go over as he turned from the fridge with a glass of juice, which he put in her good hand. “Where’s your pain? Gimme a number.”

“I’m not sore,” she said, sipping the juice. “No more than I have been since the thing.”

“A number.”

“Four, maybe.”

“Go back to bed.”

“What time is it? I feel like I’ve slept for a week.”

“A day,” Strat said, and she spun around. “It’s Tuesday.”

“It’s Tuesday,” she said, her eyes bugging at the dark wall of night beyond the far window. “But it’s night.”

“It’s almost ten.”

“The club’s open.”

“The club’s open?” Strat said. “That’s your first thought?”

Stupid. Yes. “Stag’s my security,” she muttered.

Her rock, the place that kept her safe. Only when she wasn’t there did fear or tragedy visit.

The glide of Connel’s hand up her shoulder blade under her hair loosened her tension. It came around to her throat and eased her back against him.

“Your security is here,” he murmured, squeezing just a little. “Where are you always safe?”

“With you,” she breathed, arousal thick in her panting tone.

How did he do that? She’d thought it was his eyes, but the pulse in her pussy begged otherwise.

Guiding her head aside, he bowed to kiss the side of her neck, right on her carotid pulse.

“So you living here now?” Daly asked.

“I didn’t even know here was here,” Strat said.

“You only know now because she vouches for you,” Connel said, once again all business. “Fuck her over and it’ll be over for you.”

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