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He laughs softly and then he leans down and presses a soft kiss on my forehead. “I love you too,” he whispers and then he stands and leaves the room and I’m too tired and content to ask him to stay a little longer.
I must have drifted off because I’m woken by someone climbing into bed with me. I smile sleepily as Conor presses his body against my back and runs his hand over my hip.
“You okay, Angel?” he asks as he nuzzles my neck.
“Yes. I am deliciously achy and completely spent. I feel like I’m about to have the best night’s sleep of my life,” I purr as I stretch.
“Come here,” he growls and I turn around and allow him to pull me onto his chest, where I snuggle against him as he wraps me in his huge arms. His hand skims my ass and he sucks in a breath. “Damn, Jessie. Why the hell aren’t you wearing any panties?”
“Because you bruised my ass, Conor Ryan, and now it’s covered in Arnica oil.”
“I’m pretty sure you can still wear panties. What the fuck are you trying to do to me, Angel?” he groans.
“You can’t seriously be good to go again?” I yawn as I close my eyes and wriggle myself even closer against him.
“Does it hurt?” he asks softly.
“No. I loved it. All of it,” I sigh contentedly. “And I love you. You could never hurt me.”
He doesn’t answer me and I lift my head to look at his handsome face to find him staring into space. “Did you enjoy it?” I ask.
“Yes,” he growls as he squeezes me tighter. “Too fucking much. I’m already thinking of all the filthy things I can do to you while you’re tied to my bed. We’re going to be doing so much more of that, Angel. But you never told me to stop.”
I kiss his chest and then press my cheek against him. He’s right. I’m not sure when I would have asked him to stop if Shane hadn’t intervened, or whether I would have asked at all. I can’t get past the feeling that I’d be somehow admitting defeat if I did. I want to take everything he can give me. “I trust you to never hurt me, Conor,” I whisper as I close my eyes and listen to the sound of his steady heartbeat thumping against my ear as I drift off to sleep.
Chapter
Forty
JESSIE
“Jessie,” Conor says softly as he gently nudges me awake. “We need to get up, Angel.”
I blink in the dark room. Surely it’s not morning already? I feel like I’ve barely been asleep for a few hours.
As I open my eyes, I see Mikey sitting on the edge of the bed with a serious expression on his face. “What’s wrong?” I ask as I sit up.
“Shane needs to see us all,” Mikey replies.
“Is everything okay? Is it Liam?” I ask as my heart starts to race.
“Liam’s fine. Shane just called me down at the club and asked me to come up and wake you guys when I got here. I don’t know what’s going on,” Mikey says.
“I’ve got a good idea,” Conor adds with a sigh as he sits up, taking me with him. He presses a kiss against my temple. “Can you go get Liam, Angel? And meet us in Shane’s office?”
“Yes. Of course,” I say as I blink at him, still groggy from being woken from a deep sleep, before I climb out of bed.
Mikey takes my hand as I pass him and lifts it to his lips, dusting them lightly over my knuckles. “Thanks, Red.”
I walk along the hallway to Liam’s room, wondering what’s so urgent that Shane has pulled Mikey from work and woken the rest of us up in the middle of the night. My stomach twists itself into a knot as I run through the possible scenarios in my head. If all four brothers are in the apartment, then at least I know they’re all safe, so what the hell is it?
I open the door to Liam and Mikey’s bedroom and can’t help but smile at Liam’s sleeping form. He lies on his back with his arms above his head and his beautiful, tattooed torso on display as his covers rest just beneath his abs.
Walking over to the bed, I sit beside him and place my hand on his chest, my fingers flexing over the hard muscles. “Liam,” I say with a gentle nudge and he groans softly.
“Liam,” I say louder and he stirs until he’s looking up at me.
“Hey, baby,” he smiles sleepily. “You miss me?”
