Page 128 of Reckless Obsession


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“You’ll read in the tub, and I’ll make you come.” He disappears into my bathroom, comes back with my book, and also… “What is this?”

“That’s my birth control.” I hear the Irish Catholic in him seething at the idea of a woman not wanting ten kids.

He flips it open. “You started them?”

“This morning.”

He smirks and tosses the pink plastic holder and the smut book into my makeup bag. “I got myself tested, sparkles. I’m clean. If you’re on the pill, I’m taking you bare.”

Like sex with me is a foregone conclusion. But damn, my whole body warms at the idea of him taking me bare.

“You got tested?”

“For you. And I’m clean.” He holds me close. “I want you comfortable with me being inside you raw-dawg, coming inside you. Filling you with my cum.”

Christ, that does sound hot. But another knock on my door makes me jump.

Like it’s perfectly normal, Eoghan leaves the bedroom to answer the door. My door.

What is happening?

He comes back with one of the canvas transport bags we use for case documents.

“How did you get them delivered to my condo?”

“I told Vance I want the evidence packets for his case sent to you immediately.”

“What?” I grab them from him. “You can’t look at these.”

“Yes, I can. I also told him I was going to your ma’s with you. And they showed up.” He takes the files from my hands. “Tick tock, sparkles. The statute is running out.”

“What’s going on?”

“I have a hunch about something. An idea came to me when I was in New York.” He examines the zipper on the canvas bag. “Fuck, it’s locked.”

“I have the codes.” I’m grateful the time watching Mom sleep won’t go to waste. “Talk to me.”

It’s unsettling that Daniel knows Eoghan will be with me in Reno. But this is his fault. He dragged Eoghan into this case and forced me to be the courier.

A weight lifts. There’s no longer a reason to hide being with Eoghan. There’s no open case against him or his family. As he reminded me, one has to be convicted of a crime to be officially labeled a criminal.

He doesn’t work for the D.A. He’s a consultant. And if I want to fuck him, damn it, I will. On my terms and without remorse.

“We’ll open the case files once your ma is settled.” Eoghan tosses the canvas bag into my suitcase. “Plane’s waiting, sparkles. Your ma will be sleeping on heavy pain meds. I’ll also call my brother, Darragh, when I’m there and let him look at her medical records to make sure she’s getting everything she needs.”

“Eoghan, tell me your idea right now,” I whine.

“Get your arse on my plane, sparkles. Then I’ll tell you my hunch if you’re a good girl.” He grabs my ass and crashes his mouth down on mine.

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

Eoghan

Sensing Jillian unraveling, I take over. I’m a legal and financial fixer for my family. Not a handler. But this human touch she needs comes so naturally to me.

Or maybe because it’s her. Maybe I’ve developed real feelings for this woman and didn’t realize it.

I’m ignoring my duties back home, and I’ve not set the record straight with Borgia’s underboss, Lazaro Scava, yet.

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