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“Did you kill him? Christian? There’s really only so much I can take.”
“No. I didn’t.” He pulls me into his arms. “Don’t cry, bella. But he doesn’t work for me anymore. I don’t personally blame him, either. But I can’t have anyone think I’d let a bodyguard lose my wife and get away with it.”
“Thank you.” Sniffing, I add, “I feel horrible.”
“You should, bella. You forced him into a no-win situation. And I’m not saying that to be a jerk.”
“I know. Do you hate me?”
“Did it feel like I hated you when we got home that night?” He gets comfortable, kneeling. “Christian was fired, not because he allowed you to get away from him. He was fired because he should have figured out a way to get ahold of Lachlan, of Riordan, or of me.”
Nodding, I say, “Then it’sstillmy fault. My note said that I’d call him. That I was fine.”
“He worked for me. Not you.” He kisses my wedding ring. “This matter is closed. He wasn’t hurt. He was let go. And I did that because I saw the fear in your eyes when you defended him. It’s the only reason I didn’t do more.” He kisses me, and it’s possessive and wild, the way he takes my mouth, but he breaks the kiss. “Whoa. Don’t get me too worked up. You wanted to leave the house, and I have a whole night planned.”
“You’re my husband. I’ll kiss you whenever and however I want.” I stress with a tug on his tie before letting him go. “I have the right to claim you in public, too.”
He smirks, taking his seat. “I like that, you know. You taking what you want.”
“Good. I plan to keep doing it.”
We leave the Christian conversation be. It is what it is. I’ve learned my lesson.
Kieran’s phone rings, and he picks it up immediately. The waiter brings his cognac and my espresso on a tray, along with the biscotti. While Kieran takes the call, I mindlessly squeeze the lemon into my espresso, thinking the call is business. The thing goes off all hours of the night when he’s home.
“Is she ready?” His words make me drop the wedge. “Aye. Thank you.”
“Have another date after this?” I ask with snark, even though my heart is pounding, questioning him.
Kieran sits back and swirls his cognac. “Would that bother you?”
I nearly choke on my sip of espresso. “Of course, it would.”
He smiles. “Good. But no. Not another date. Just an extension of ours.”
“Adding a girl to our fun?” I bite off a piece of the biscotti and place the other half on the plate.
He laughs. “Not a chance.”
“We’re not going home after this?”
“Dying to fuck me, wife?” His brutal dirty talk makes my pussy throb with need.
“Do I not call out your name loud enough in bed?”
“You like going toe to toe with me, don’t you?” He reaches into his suit jacket for his wallet.
I close my lips around another bite of biscotti to tease my husband. The waiter takes his credit card, and it doesn’t go unnoticed that he didn’t even ask to see the bill. He’s so rich it doesn’t matter.
“Come here.” He pats his lap.
“Here?” I glance down below, but no one is looking at us anymore. Lachlan didn’t let anyone with cameras in.
“Why not?” His wanting me to grind on his cock is just for us.
I stand and scoot over. He pushes away from the table and lifts my leg, spreading me wider until I’m placed firmly on his lap. I gasp at the massive hard bulge.
“Feel that, aye?”
