She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and decimates my soul when she lifts her lashes and aims resolute vibrant-green orbs at me.
“I can’t move her again so soon, even if I had the money, but I’ll find a better place and—”
“I have money, love.More money than I can ever spend.We will find a better place and move her in secret this weekend.Until then, I’ll send someone to stay by her side and keep her safe.”
She pushes my hand away from her face and moves to stand.After warring within myself, I release her thigh and let her rise.She turns to face me, and I yearn to part her legs with my knees and pull her back down so she straddles my lap, but the seriousness in her expression locks me in place.
“If it were anything else, I’d tell you to take your money and shove it up your ass, but this is my mom.Her safety is more important than my pride.Don’t make me regret trusting you again, Brennan,” she says.
With the soft yellow lamplight glowing in her fiery locks and intensity shining in her bright green eyes, she’s the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.
“I won’t.You’re the only one for me, baby doll,” I vow.
She sucks down a sharp breath and clenches her fists at her sides.After a moment of gathering her courage, she forges ahead like a warrior riding into battle.
“I may never be able to give you anything beyond what we have now,” she challenges.
I smile and uncurl her fist one stiff finger at a time.Her pupils dilate when I slide my digits between hers and lock our hands together.
“You will, but take your time, love.I’m never leaving you again.Ever,” I promise.
Doubt lingers in her gaze, but she doesn’t balk when I lift our joined hands and kiss her knuckles.
I don’t care how long it takes or what I must do; I’ll earn her trust and stay by her side for the rest of our lives.
I’m hers and I’ll prove it by protecting, supporting, cherishing, and worshipping her.
Which means destroying the man who hurt her and tormented my childhood.
It won’t be easy since his influence spreads far and wide, but I’ll do it.
Donald Diamond may not know it yet, but everything he’s worked so hard to build is about to come crashing down around him.
I can’t wait to watch him suffer.
Chapter 11
Audrey Tripp
The promises shiningfrom Brennan’s light blue eyes clog my throat, but I clear it and pull my hand away from his.
“I’ll freshen up first and then grab coffee like normal.We should act as though nothing happened and see if the culprit gives themselves away,” I say.
He grabs my wrist and pulls me forward until his inner thighs bracket my knees.My heart tries to gallop out of my chest as he wraps his long, thick fingers around my waist.His fingertips nearly touch.Lust and horror pierce through me at the reminder of how big he is.
“You’re still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.Won’t she be suspicious?”he asks as he flexes his digits into my midsection.
His thumbs tease my belt buckle.
I clear my throat again and shake my head.
“I don’t have an extensive wardrobe and often pair the same top with a different skirt or pants the next day, so I doubt she’ll notice.”
He slips his hands lower and squeezes my hips.My pulse pounds between my legs.
“What if it isn’t Ms.Baker, but a man?There isn’t a single swinging dick in this building that won’t notice you’re wearing the same outfit,” he murmurs.
I scoff and push at his shoulders.
