22
Donatella
Aloud knock on the door made Donna startle. She gasped. When her eyelids fluttered open, the brightness of the shining sun through a window was almost intolerable. She’d actually forgotten where she was and had allowed herself to get too comfortable.
In an attempt to soothe, Lincoln caressed her face. He placed a finger on her lips and shushed her.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he greeted softly with a gleam in his vivid green eyes.
Donna smiled. She couldn’t help it. The thought of waking up next to him made her.
“Good morning, Colonel.”
Another bang on the door made Lincoln frown.
“Play sleep,” he whispered.
Donna nodded. He cupped the back of her head and kissed her softly on the lips. After granting her one of his disarming smiles, he flipped the comforter off of his glorious naked body and got out of bed. Without covering himself, he walked over to the door and flung it open.
“What?”he barked rudely.
The person clearing their throat in the doorway sounded like it might have been Clara.
“Good morning, Colonel Creed.”
It was for sure Clara. Her greeting came out husky and breathy. Even with her back turned, pretending to be asleep, Donna could hear the woman’s arousal.
“I trust your night went well.”
“Very well, thank you. What can I do for you?”
Clara cleared her throat again. Lincoln’s gorgeous naked body and massive, even when flaccid, dick had to have been driving the woman crazy. If she weren’t playing sleep, she might have chuckled. She wanted to turn around so badly. She’d do anything to see Clara’s face.
“I’m here for Kateri. Prayer service is in an hour. I have some fresh clothing and toiletries for her.”
Donna heard footsteps. Clara had entered the room. She could hear her fumbling with something across the room, but she wasn’t exactly sure what it was.
“What is this?”
“Well, it looks like a picture frame,” Lincoln responded sarcastically.
“You’ve destroyed our property.”
“Sue me,” Lincoln scoffed. “You were trying to record me. You people got a lot of fucking nerve!”
“Colonel Creed, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I assure you that we would never—”
“Get the fuck out!”
Donna wanted to cheer him on, but for the sake of what she was trying to do, she held her tongue. She could hear Clara’s footsteps as she hurried to the door.
“Kateri?”
“When I’m done with her, I’ll send her out.”
Donna turned around and sat up when she heard the door slam. “I think I’m in love,” she crooned.
Lincoln sat on the bed and grinned. “All part of my plan, little lady.”
