Page 135 of The Vegas Lie


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He returned to his chair. “Careful. Those are a little dry. Wouldn’t want you to choke.”

Mr. Daniels stood. “Stephanie, I need to talk to you outside.”

Stephanie shook her head.

“Now,” he barked.

They went to the door.

When it opened, a man stood on the doorstep, hand dangling in the air in the middle of getting ready to press the doorbell. Lucas stared at him, but there was no way that was who he thought that was.

Raina kissed his cheek, stood, went to the door, and hooked elbows with the man. “Everyone, this is Osman Saraci. He and I had a little spa day yesterday because he wanted to make sure he looked snazzy when he showed up for dinner.”

Lucas rose onto unsteady feet.

So did Marianne, Jay, and Brittany.

It wasn’t the Ozzie that regularly sat before him on an exam table. This version wore a nice shirt and slacks, had gotten a haircut, and was clean-shaven.

This versionlookedlike their father.

Knowing Raina, she’d already explained the situation to her family, which was probably why only he and his siblings stood around, stunned and motionless.

Ozzie waved. “Good evening.”

Marianne and Jonathan carefully made their way over before enclosing Ozzie in a hug. Brittany hung back; she was the youngest and was only three when he left, so she didn’t have the same “I miss you, Dad,” tugging desperately at her heartstrings the way he, Marianne, and Jonathan did.

Lucas hugged him next, doing a quick assessment on his way over. He and Ozzie saw each other more frequently than his siblings, but tonight felt different. Even if the clean-up was temporary, for one evening, they had their father back.

“You look good, Ozzie,” he said.

Ozzie smoothed his shirt. “I feel good.”

Next, they “introduced” him to Brittany. Brittany shared that she remembered a little about him, snippets and snatches, but Lucas was grateful he didn’t spot any latent anger on his least forgiving sibling’s face.

Brittany had Ozzie take the seat next to her. Mr. Daniels took Stephanie outside, and all the tension disappeared with Stephanie gone.

Stephanie returned to her hotel.

After dinner, they had dessert—ice cream, pies, cake, and coffee. Then, when everyone could barely keep their eyes open, the guests cleared out in large chunks.

Lucas offered Ozzie a place to stay for the night, but Ozzie told them he was staying at the housing facility the clinic had recommended multiple times. Lucas offered to at least drop him off, but Brittany said she would take him.

A little after one in the morning, he and Raina crawled into bed. Weariness ached down to his bones, but after everything she’d done for him, he mustered up the strength to coax her onto her belly.

Their weariness disappeared.

Her body hugged him, tight and warm—so tight andso fucking warm—with each stroke, and she pushed back against him, matching him thrust for thrust.

There was no calling his name, no groaning hers. The sound of her ass slapping his pelvis was the only melody he needed, her pussy so dripping wet that she coated his length.

His wife had a lovely ass.

An incredible, sensational ass.

She’d worn the tiniest panties he’d ever seen in his life to bed, virtually all string, and the string sitting on top of her luscious curves messed with his head.

She gasped.

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