I blink at him and fight down the emotions bubbling inside my stomach. He wants to move on. It must be so painful for him to talk about, and as much as I want to ask more, to understand more, to know him better… now isn’t the time.
I manage a slow, teasing smile as I tilt my head to one side. “You want me to?”
“I do.” His eyes darken. “So…?”
Heat fires low in my belly from the way he’s looking at me like he can’t wait to get my clothes off.
I trail my fingers up his bare chest. “That depends.”
“On?”
“On whether you’ll do that thing to me again?”
“Make you come on my fingers?” One of his dark, thick brows arches.
“Uh-huh. And then your tongue… and then your…” I curl my hand around his swelling dick, grateful there’s no sadness in his voice anymore, only lust.
“Get in the shower, Princess,” he growls, his lips hovering over mine.
I press a gentle kiss to them, squeezing his cock again and making him hiss.
“Now,” he adds.
And I swear he smiles.
28
DENVER
“You told Sinclair yet?”
“No,” I grumble quietly. “I don’t want to upset her,” I tell Killian.
“She’s going to find out once she comes back to her place and sees the security upgrade you organized.”
I roll my lips as I look across the living area and at the deck from my position inside. Sinclair’s on it with Monty playing catch with small treats she’s throwing in the air for him. Her eyes light up and she claps each time he successfully gets one before it hits the ground.
“It needed upgrading since Neil’s sniffing around.”
“What do you think he wants with her? He hasn’t made any attempt to speak to Sterling or Sullivan.”
“I don’t know,” I answer Killian. “But whatever it is, she won’t be alone when he comes back.”
“Yeah?” Killian’s voice lifts. “You er… you going to be staying at her place overnight? In case he calls late?”
I run my tongue over my teeth as Sinclair bounces on her toes in delight when Monty performs a spin for her oncommand. She looks so happy and carefree. Almost as much as when her brother was alive.Almost.
It tears at my fucking heart.
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary. Neil won’t get inside the building, let alone near her apartment door.”
“I thought you might have wanted to be sleeping under the same roof, like you are at the cabin. It’s probably been quite cozy there, just the two of you and Monty,” he says, a hint of an unspoken question in his tone.
“I’ll see you when we get back. Sinclair’s show is in two days’ time. We’ll leave tomorrow.”
“All right.” Killian chuckles, knowing he isn’t going to get any more out of me. “Later.”
He hangs up, and my phone rings again immediately.
