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Warmth. I felt like I was floating. Maybe that was because he was holding me. I didn’t know a man like him could curl up with someone in bed and be happy. We’d talked. Really talked. He’d told me about his family, including highlights about his father as well as his role within the organization.
In turn for his brutal honesty, I’d told him about the black book, even showing him the contents. He’d praised me for gathering it, which had strangely thrilled me. We really were more alike than I’d originally thought.
I took a deep breath of his aftershave and every cell in my body tingled. It was so odd to feel close to such a dangerous man. But I did.
I sensed I was trying to recapture the pleasurable moment I’d had only an hour or so before when he’d driven me to the kind of ecstasy only dreams were made of. It was funny that it seemed as if it was much longer. The shower had taken away some of the aches and pains, washing away the remnants of blood. And the scent of our sex, which I hated, but it had been necessary. When I’d walked out, the men in the room had pretended not to notice me, but I’d seen them glancing in my direction. They’d heard our foray into wickedness, which was completely inappropriate timing. But we’d had difficulty resisting each other.
Just like we had minutes before.
He’d grabbed our stuff, tossing it into our bags, and whisked us to the other side of the property.
At least he’d told me how the perpetrators had gotten in. I didn’t need to worry about losing Jose in the nightmare.
Kendrick was right in that I’d bruise, but I’d survive.
And I knew I was lucky to be alive.
I rolled over, glancing down at him, studying the possessive and very predatory look on his face. “Nice choice. I like it here.”
“Is this acceptable for the duration of our stay or would you prefer that I bought a house?”
I laughed and lifted my head, twisting so I could ease my hand under the covers, unable to resist wrapping it around the base of his cock. “Hmmm… I thoughtwewould be purchasing a house.”
His eyes lit up like firecrackers. “Then I’ll schedule a meeting with a real estate agent.”
“In all our free time. So, you’re serious about our marriage.”
“Aren’t you?”
I had to think about the question. “Let’s see what happens after the wedding.”
“We have a deal.”
“You might grow tired of me.”
“Not likely. And as I said, I’d prefer if we didn’t attend.”
“I’m the maid of honor.”
“How did that happen? What else haven’t you told me?” He growled and rolled me over, pinning my arms over my head.
“Ashley asked. I said yes. She said she was doing it to please my brother.” I struggled in his hold, trying my best to push him off me.
The suite wasn’t a carbon copy but an even more grandiose series of rooms. It had once been the living quarters for the owner of the winery and inn, a building set off by itself to the side, the view even more dazzling than any of the others. How Kendrick had wrangled getting it was beyond me. A part of me didn’t want to stay at the lovely resort at all, but I refused to allow my fears to interrupt what I was planning on doing.
Although taking my father down held less interest than it had before I’d arrived.
“Are you okay?” Kendrick asked quietly as he let me go.
“I’m fine.”
“Four ‘fine’s in the last hour. Why don’t I believe you?”
“Maybe you do know me too well.”
He slid off, shifting into a partial sitting position while I eased onto my bottom, crossing my legs. “What is it? What are you worried about?”
“You mean other than the fact someone else might try and kill me? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe that you’ll discover my own father wants me dead. There’s something insanely wrong about that. Isn’t there?”
