I swallow at the thought, the idea of it sending a thrill through me, but also a sliver of dread.
It’s not that I don’t mind being at The Pit. Most of the people I care about are here.
It’s the fact that being here is for my safety.
As long as Omnia are still active, I’ll have to be confined to these walls. I want all the dreams we spoke about.
I want our forever.
His gaze catches mine when he turns from testing the water in the shower.
“I’d never imagine you’d want kids?” I ask, suddenly feeling shy.
We’ve only reunited for over a month, and some might think this conversation is bizarre to be having so early. The fact that our love survived all this time?
It doesn’t feel stupid at all.
We’d maybe have had it by now if our lives weren’t underwritten by an evil clause.
Saint gives me his full attention.
“With you, Indie, I want it all. I always have.” He stalks towards me, large paws cupping my face, kissing me like a storm cloud rolling in.
It’s ferocious, giving promises of me being wrecked if I linger with it too long.
When he pulls away, letting me drag the air back into my lungs, I whisper wickedly against his lips. “Would it pacify you if I called you Daddy for the time being?”
I can’t contain my sly smile when he groans, his forehead leaning against mine. “Jesus fuck, woman, between that and Boss, I might take your birth control and tear up the prescription for it.”
A carefree laugh bursts from me, and I palm his chest as I sidestep him, heading to steal his shower.
“I’ll stick to Boss for the time being.” I glance over my shoulder at him, watching like he’s ready to eat me alive. “That means I can call you it in public.”
The second the words leave my mouth, his pupils expand, erupting the sparks of need beneath my skin. “Get in the fucking shower. Now.”
We’relateasweboth speed-walk towards the meeting room.
We were supposed to be there twenty minutes ago, but seeing as the joint shower was unplanned, we lost track of time.
My hand reaches out to open the double doors, but Saint swoops in front of me, palm against the wood to slam it shut.
One minute I’m frowning, wondering what the hell he’s doing, the next my back hits against it.
His mouth finds mine, his tongue working its way inside, hands roaming as he cups my ass, pressing me into the door.
The moment threatens to take me away. I can hear voices in the room behind me as the wetness pools between my thighs again.
Just as quickly as he fired me up, he pulls away.
“Seriously?” I groan, staring up at him through my hooded eyes.
He presses a kiss against my forehead. “Couldn’t help myself.”
When he pulls away, the door at the side of me opens, revealing the loud chatter as everyone waits for us. He smirks down at me as I dip under his arm, my eyes rolling at his gentleman mannerisms.
The way he fucked me in that shower, that title couldn’t be further from the truth.
If clarity hadn’t gotten the better of him, I don’t doubt he’d have me pinned in that corridor.
