He eases back, and my heavy eyes look up at him. “I promise that I’m all yours, April. Are you all mine?”
I nod my head, licking my lips. “Of course.”
His lips land on mine and he lifts me off my feet, slamming my ass down on the desk before he rips my shirt up and over my head.
TWENTY-FIVE
GRAVE
“YOU LOST THEM again?” Cross asks me as he stands in my bedroom at the Royal Suite in Kingdom.
“I had them in my bag,” I growl, shuffling through my closet. I don’t plan on coming back here tonight before me and April go to dinner, so I needed to grab some clothes.
He sits down on the edge of my bed. “And you didn’t take them?”
I snort. “I would know if I had taken an entire bottle of pills last night.”
He shrugs, flipping his Zippo open and closed. “Maybe April took them out.”
I shake my head. “One, she didn’t know they were there, and two, she wouldn’t have had the chance. She sucked my dick on the way to her house, and the moment we arrived, we went straight upstairs to her room. After we were done, she passed out and never left. It had to have been her brother.”
“But why would he steal from you?” he asks. “He has to know that you’d find them missing. Put two and two together and beat his ass.”
“Yeah, well, we’ve established that he doesn’t think most of the time.”
“True.”
“I’m going over to the Airport to talk to him before I go to April’s.”
“Want me to go with you?” he asks, standing.
“Nah. I won’t be there long.”
I sit atthe round table inside the Airport, having a conversation with Trey when my cell vibrates. I remove it from my pocket and put in my code. It’s a text from April.
April: Red or black?
Me: Do I get pictures to choose from?
April: Nope. Choose. Red or black.
Me: Black.
She reads it but doesn’t reply, so I lock my screen and place it back in my pocket as the door opens and Lucy walks in. I never replied to the video she sent me. I deleted it, and that was that. She tried to confront me before I fought last night, but I ignored her then, too. Lucy is a smart woman, and I thought she would catch on, but I was wrong.
Trey’s cell rings, and he pushes away from the table to answer it in the office, leaving us alone.
Lucy props her hands on her hips, and a smile spreads across her face. She licks her lips as her gaze travels over me. “Well, hello, sexy.”
“What are you doing here?” I ask. “Working tonight?”
“Nope. Came by to get my check.”
Lie.She gets paid in cash. Nightly. But whatever. I’m not going to call her out on it.
“Going out tonight?” she asks, plopping down beside me, her gaze scanning my button-down shirt and jeans.
“Yes.” No reason to lie to her.I promised April dinner.
