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“So what happened with the kids and their big guns?” Jagger asks.
“We found a way out. So I guess they lived to mow somebody else down.”
“Fellas,” I interrupt. “I’d like you to meet Cheyenne. She’s going to be staying at the compound for a few days while her security detail is set up.” I sit Cheyanne’s bags down and signal for her to greet the guys.
“Hello,” she says warmly.
Jagger extends his hand. “Nice to meet you, Cheyanne.”
“You, too.”
“You play pool?” Saint asks.
“I do. Well, I have,” she says.
“When you get settled come back down. We’ll shoot a few rounds.”
“Sounds—”
“Like something she’s too tired to do,” I say. They all turn to look at me, my cheeks flush warm. “I mean... aren’t you’re tired? You should rest.” Jagger and Saint exchange looks.
“Show me to my room then?”
“Of course.”
Upstairs, I show Cheyanne around after asking her if she’d prefer a downstairs room. “Where’s your room?” she asks.
“Down the hall.”
“I’m good where I am,” she says. I sit her luggage in the walk-in closet.
“So, if you need anything, you call me.” I hand her a cell phone I’d had activated only for her. She laughs.
“I have a phone.”
“I’m sure you do, but the number linked to this phone is special. So, use it.”
“Got it.” She takes the phone from me.
“So how long will I need to stay here?”
“Not long. We’re already found the guy. Just doing surveillance on him so we’ll know more about him.” She looks impressed.
“Wow, so a few days?” she asks.
“More like a week. Just to be safe.”
“A whole week trapped in the mountains with three gorgeous men. Sounds like a reality TV show.”
“But it’s not,” I tease. “This is real life, and this is serious.”
“Oh, trust me. I know.” She surveys the room, complimenting the design and décor before she sits at the edge of her bed. “I was really freaked out this time.” She’s perched on the edge of the bed, her posture rigid. I close the gap between us, my heart thudding in my chest. She tilts her face toward me and bites her lip before I lean down to kiss her. Our lips met with unfamiliar warmth and renewed intensity. “You don’t have to be scared,” I murmur. “This guy and any that comes after him are done. They’ll never get near you.”
Our lips meet again. I feel a rush of desire flow through my body. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer, and our kiss deepens. The smell of her perfume fills my nostrils, and I can’t help but run my hands through her braided hair, feeling the soft strands caress my fingertips. Our bodies entwine as we continue to explore each other’s lips, our tongues dancing in a sensual tango. She pulls away, her eyes locking onto mine. “I want you,” she whispers, her voice dripping with lust. Without a word, I pick her up and lie her down gently, my hands tracing the curves of her body. She arches her back, moaning softly as I plant kisses along her neck and nibble on her earlobe. “Spend the night with me,” she breathes. I reach for the hem of her shirt, pulling it up slowly over her stomach, then her breast. She doesn’t have to ask twice.
One night turns into two, then three, then four. I spent the next few days getting to know Cheyanne’s mind and intellect. But nights were reserved for exploring her body. She woke up with me each morning having been fucked senseless the night before, and safe.
