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“I would have three boyfriends.”
“Yes,baby.” She presses her little pink lips together, her eyes roaming my face. I wish to Hell I could read her better. “It’s unconventional, but we’ve done it before. It works for us. The question is just whether it works for you.”
“What about the others?” She demands. “How do you know theywantto date me?”
“We talked about it last night. They both agreed.”
“Even Cole?”
“Cole was the one who brought it up.” I rub my throat. “I’m not up to date on the law, but you’re an EU citizen, so I think you can stay here for six months before finding a job, or starting studies. Depending on how much your paintings make, that could be enough for you to get residency. Or, we havesambovisas for couples in relationships, you don’t need to get married to get a visa, here.” She doesn’t say anything, her brown eyes glistening. I swallow. “So, what do you think?”
She throws herself at me, and I choke as she pushes me flat on my back, knocking all the air out of my lungs. “Yes! Of course! I would love to!”
Relief floods me. I catch her hips and pull her more firmly into my body, moulding her against me. She cups my face and kisses me deeply.
“You’re happy?” I check, after we gasp apart.
“So so so happy,” she breathes.
Warmth spills through me, filling my veins. “That’s all I ever want,” I tell her quietly.
She grins and wriggles on top of me, her ass rubbing against my crotch. “But I have so much more to offer. And I want celebratory boyfriend sex.”
I growl, pulling her closer.
We’re just getting handsy when we’re interrupted by loud fizzing static coming from the lounge. I pause, listening, but the sound melts away again. Shrugging, I turn my attention back to her neck. She sighs, shuddering against me, and I feel my cock twitch in my pants. Shit. I have to have her. I slide my hands down the waistband of her sweatpants, grabbing her ass and kneading her soft cheeks.
Suddenly, the radio squawks again. This time, a voice makes it through.
Dr Nilsson. Can you hear me? Come in, Dr Nilsson.
I swear. Daisy gives my cheek a quick kiss, then pushes me off the bed. “Go get it,” she says. “Go save lives.”
“I hope it’s not as serious as all that,” I mutter, grabbing my shirt and padding barefoot to the living room. Heading to the desk, I pick up the radio. “This is Dr Riven Nilsson. Over.”
“Oh, thank God,”the man’s voice gushes.“I’ve been trying to get through for hours. Do you have Jenny with you?”
“Jenny? I’m sorry. I don’t know anyone with that name. Over.”
“Jenny Adams. I tracked her up here. I’m up in a settlement north of Kiruna. I showed her picture to some of the people in the village, and multiple people said that they saw her with you.”
“I guess you must have gotten the wrong information. Sorry. Over.”
“Please!”He half-shouts. “The mechanic said he saw her. And a woman in a pub. Charlotte Lundquist?”
I frown. Charlotte wouldn’t get me mixed up with someone else. I’ve probably been in her restaurant a hundred times. “If you give me her description, and your phone number, I can keep an eye out for her. But I seriously doubt I will have seen her. We keep to ourselves up here.”
“She’s English. Very, very short, long brown hair, brown eyes. She drives a beat-up old orange car. She’s got a little tattoo of a fairy behind her ear.”
I’m silent for a moment. “I’m sorry, what did you call her?”
“Jenny Adams? Jennifer? Please, if you know where she is, tell me. She just disappeared a few weeks ago, I’ve been going fucking mad, worrying about her.”
“Who are you?” I demand.
“I’m her boyfriend.”
I feel like I’ve been slammed into by a truck.
