Page 72 of Road to Obsession


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“I might be persuaded to give you a few days off so you can go to him.”

I gasped. “Really?”

“Yeah. If it’s okay with Booker and your dad, then I’ll approve it.”

I threw myself into his arms. “Thank you! I’ll go ask them right now.”

He gave me one of his signature bear hugs and then I rushed out of the room.

* * *

Cash picked me up from the airport, pulling me into his arms for an almost R-rated kiss. “Hey.”

“Hi,” I breathed out.

“I can’t believe Hatch let you come,” he said, grabbing my bag.

“It was really Maisie who put it in the books.”

Maisie used to run a multi-million dollar sex toy company and had sold it back when she and Hatch first got together. She’d made a mint and didn’t need the money, but Hatch had convinced her to help out on the personnel side of the shop because they needed her expertise (she was a natural with people), and he said her bein’ at the club with him meant he’d be a gentler, kinder man. We all knew that was bullshit, because the second he’d met her, she rounded out his rough edges, and he was who he was with or without her there. The truth was he missed her when she wasn’t with him twenty-four-seven, so she agreed to help out on a temporary basis. That was ten years ago.

“Still, Hatch had to ultimately let you go. So, still surprised he approved it.”

“Me too.” I smiled up at him. “Although, I do have a shit ton of PTO.”

“Yeah, it’s not about the time, though, is it?”

I sighed. “No, I know, but I was about to ‘remove his spleen,’ so he knew he needed to get me to my man or bring you home.”

Cash let out a quiet snort as he took my hand and led me to his rental.

“I could have grabbed a car, honey. You didn’t need to come.”

He stalled and glared at me. “Are you purposely trying to piss me off?”

I grinned wide. “Will it get me punished?”

“Jesus,” he hissed, his hand sliding to my neck as he tugged me forward and kissed me again. “Get your ass in the truck.”

He pulled open the door and I climbed inside. He placed my bag in the back, then we headed to the hotel.

After parking, Cash grabbed my bag, walking up two flights of stairs and down two doors before he stopped to unlock the door next to the ice machine. Once inside, Cash locked the door, dropped my bag on the floor, then his lips were on mine, and my clothes were being ripped from my body.

“Careful,” I warned. “I only brought a few clothes. If you keep tearing fabric, I’ll have nothing to wear.”

His mouth moved to my neck. “I’m okay with that.”

I chuckled. “I will have to leave the room, clothed, at some point and don’t want to be brought up on indecent exposure charges, so slow your roll there, big man.”

“I plan to keep you naked for the duration of your stay here, Turtle, so the faster you remove your clothing, the faster you protect said clothing.”

I didn’t hesitate, removing everything and dropping it onto the floor.

He grinned. “Good girl.”

I shivered, licking my lips as I waited for him to do the same. Once he was naked, I couldn’t stop myself from kneeling before him.

“Teagan,” he growled.