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He flicked his fingers. “All politicians are the same.”
A sweeping generalization, but I didn’t feel like arguing over it. “They say you grew up on the streets.”
I nearly winced. Why had I asked such a personal question? This man’s life was no concern of mine.
The long pinky finger drifted ever closer. It tapped against his leg, as if impatient to get to me, and I wanted to crawl out of my skin. He had nice hands, strong with veins running along them. Hands that had committed unspeakable violence, no doubt. How would they feel on my body?
“I left home at the age of eight.” His deep voice filled the carriage. “Not a unique story, I’m afraid.”
“That must’ve been difficult,” I said as his fingers curled into a fist.
“You keep staring at my hand. Is there something you want, widow?”
I jerked my head up and stared straight ahead. “Absolutely not.”
“Do you want me to touch you?”
The place between my legs heated and I could feel myself growing wet. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Hmm. Perhaps you’d rather touch me instead?”
Oh, I hadn’t considered that. My mouth dried out as I imagined running my hands over his chest and thighs. His groin. The growing bulge in his trousers.
“I’d be so patient with you,” he said softly. “I’d teach you how to please me. Show you how good it could be between us.”
My eyes drifted to his hand once again. His fingers were slowly trailing up his thick wool-covered thigh toward the center of his legs. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’tbreathe.
The placket of his trousers tightened and I could see the stiff column under the cloth. My heart thumped, the pulse echoing between my legs. I wished that was my hand. I wanted to know what a man’s erection felt like.
Abruptly, the carriage drew to a halt, interrupting us. I grabbed onto the side to keep myself from pitching forward, both relieved and disappointed the moment was over.
Leaning closer, he murmured, “To be continued.”
CHAPTER4
Baxter
Willing my cock to deflate quickly, I jumped out of the carriage and closed the door. “Stay here until I get back.”
Belle stared at me with wide eyes. “Wait, you’re leaving me?”
“Yeah. Pete’ll keep watch. You’ll be fine.”
While I wanted her with me, I didn’t care to truly frighten her. The meeting tonight was not a friendly one. There was every possibility it could turn violent.
I wouldn’t risk her safety.
I started toward the warehouse. Matty and the other women trailed me as usual, fingers on their weapons.
Most people assumed my female companions were my lovers. I never corrected the assumption. Why would I, when it kept me safer? Any one of these four women was more deadly than a Bowery street tough crossed with a river pirate. They’d saved my life and protected me for years, and I compensated them handsomely for it.
Charlie, my right-hand man, waited to open the front door. “Evening, Bax.”
“Everyone here?”
“Yeah. And no weapons, just as you said.” Charlie tipped his cap at someone behind me. “Evening, miss.”
What in fucking hell?
