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I’m close. I hate myself for how fucking close I am. A wave of pleasure ripples through me, and I squeeze my eyes shut, biting my lip to contain it, but I can’t. It’s so intense that it makes me scream and almost blinds me. My pussy grips him so hard that I’m afraid he won’t be able to get out.
“I’m going to fill you right up, princess,” Callen groans. “You’re going to drench my seat.”
He roars, and I dare to look at his face. His gaze is filled with wild abandon. His hips judder as he explodes and shoots his load like a bullet firing. My chest heaves, and my upper thighs ache like I’ve finished an intense weight-lifting session. How could I have let this happen again? His cock slides out of me, glistening with proof of my desire.
I broke my deal with Seb, but that’s Callen’s fault. He breaks all the rules.
“Are we done?” I demand, shutting my legs. “You’ve got what you wanted.”
“Whatwewanted,” he corrects. “Now I’ve given you my package, you can deliver mine…”
CHAPTER35
SEB
The drive to London seems to take forever. We zip along the motorway, talking about mindless shit, but I know we’re both thinking about what happened last night. Where do we start? Freddie taps his fingers on the steering wheel while I comment on people’s impaired driving. A fucker cuts us up. Unlike Callen, who would insist on getting right up their arse and trying to shove them off the road, Freddie hangs back. He’s always cautious, planning three steps ahead. He grins as an undercover police car’s sirens come on, watching them speed after the offending vehicle and flash to pull them over. Karma’s a bitch.
“So, what’s the situation?” I ask him, turning to work. Our safety net. It’s easier to talk about that than sharing the woman we both want for ourselves.
“Spencer wants to meet for a briefing ahead of tonight,” Freddie explains. “He’s on edge after Doyle’s death. He doesn’t need to know about our leads yet. His involvement will complicate matters. We should handle the Killers Club ourselves. We can be discreet.”
“You’re right,” I agree. “We know who is behind the deaths, but not who paid for them. We must dig into his past to determine why he’s being targeted. We find that, and we find a way to get to the club.”
Freddie nods. His eyebrows lower. I recognise that look. He’s plotting.
“What are you thinking?” I press.
“He’s going to be at the Collingsbrook Ball tonight,” Freddie muses, “which means his mansion will be empty…”
“You’re going to break in?”
Freddie follows the rules. Sure, we do anything to get results for our clients, but we never cross their privacy. We maintain boundaries.
“This is bigger than a job and a client,” Freddie says. “We can’t trust anything Spencer says, so we need to find evidence for ourselves. They have Bram, and Spencer is our link.”
Before Callen left for the safe house, he reinstated all of our security cameras. We saw that the Killers Club broke into our house with Bram, so we know he’s still alive, and time is of the essence.
“Spencer is the best chance we have to find Bram,” Freddie continues. “We need to get to him before…” He clears his throat, not wanting to speculate the worst-case scenario. “While I’m at Spencer’s mansion, you can watch over him and Rose at the ball.”
“So you’re really letting her go?” I say. Freddie’s grip tightens on the wheel. I sigh. “We can’t avoid talking about her forever, you know.”
Sharing Rose with Callen was driven by lust, but it was more than that with Freddie. It meant something. We both care about her.
He clears his throat. “There’s nothing to say.”
“We both like her, boss.”
“It’s up to Rose what she wants,” Freddie says. “I’m not going to make her choose.”
“Neither am I,” I say.
“It looks like we’ve reached an understanding, then,” he says. “As long as it’s what Rose wants, we won’t force her to choose.”
CHAPTER36
IVY
“Take me to the cottage.” I try to sound assertive while my legs tremble. “Right fucking now.”
