“Kate, you make me so fucking hard,” he said, pulling her face around and kissing her, his tongue running along her lips. She felt his member, hard again, slide into her, and she moaned as he took her slowly. She gasped as the feel of him made her come again. She felt raw from the pleasure as it cascaded over her in waves.
Grant said, “Fuck,” then she felt his body shudder, and he fell on top of her, panting. They lay there as the sheets cooled.
“Am I the best fuck you’ve ever had or what,” Grant said after a moment, still slightly out of breath.
Kate hit him lightly.
“You’re addictive.” She turned over and flopped on top of him. “You’re going to destroy my life, but I can’t quit you.” Grant ran his fingers up and down her thigh. She felt the echoes of pleasure but didn’t act on them; she lay on top of the most perfect man she had ever known and stared into his eyes.
“Any word from my father?” Grant asked her after a moment, breaking the spell. Kate’s stomach sank.
“Oh, no, let me check,” she said as she hurriedly grabbed her phone.
On my way to the apt
The text from Walter showed on her phone. Kate panicked until she saw the time.
“Okay, phew, he sent that five minutes ago. Hurry and shower. With traffic, he’ll be here shortly,” she told Grant.
Kate cleaned up as best she could. She didn’t want to get her hair wet and give anything away. She took an ice-cold sponge bath and pulled her clothes back on. She was sitting in the kitchen, gulping down a sparkling water, as the doorbell rang, and she hurried to open it.
“Hi, Walter,” she said, a little more frantic than she had wanted.
“Everything all right?” he asked her.
“Yes,” she replied. “I just got bubbles in my nose.” She held up the glass, hoping he would take that as an excuse.
“Where’s Grant?” Walter asked. “I want us to go to the foundation headquarters before Jack leaves. Did you tell his assistant we wanted to swing by?”
“Yes, they know. I sent out a calendar invite in the car on the way over here.”
Grant came down the stairs as she was talking to Walter.
“Ah, there you are, Grant. All set? Were you able to rest?” Walter asked. Grant didn’t look like someone who had just been in a marathon sexcapade with his father’s employee, and Kate hoped Walter didn’t sense anything amiss.
“What types of activities do you think Grant should be engaging in with the foundation?” Kate asked Walter in the elevator.
He was thoughtful for a moment. “I was thinking something to do with veterans. That seems like the obvious solution.”
“The Holbrook Foundation mission is to develop data-driven results for the problems we face in the world,” she reminded Walter. “Your brother, Jack, won’t let Grant simply run around begging money off of people; he needs to use data to solve a big problem. I was thinking he could do research into the types of programs that are most likely to help with PTSD and which are most effective at helping veterans reintegrate into society. That’s data-driven enough that Jack can’t nitpick it, but still feels relevant.”
“Perfect,” Walter said. “Did you hear that, Grant?”
Grant gave a grunt in response. As they walked toward the car, Grant bent down and whispered in Kate’s ear, “I’d rather just research the best way to make you come.”
Kate felt wet between her legs, and her mouth went dry. She hoped she wasn’t flushed as Grant helped her into the car.
Chapter 14
Grant
The ride to the foundation was bumpy as they were caught in stop-and-go traffic. Grant tried to pretend he wasn’t in a car. He kept expecting it to be ambushed. He also wasn’t sure he wanted to think about what he and Kate had just done in his biological father’s penthouse condo. He wondered if she felt anything for him. She kept saying she didn’t want to ruin her life. Did she just not want to be with a no-count marine? Was he too lowbrow for her? Was he just going to be her dirty secret?
It figured. He found the perfect woman, and she didn’t want to have a real relationship with him.
No,he told himself,think positive.Maybe she had had a bad experience. He needed to convince her that they should be together. He felt for the first time in a long time that she was the only good thing in his life—her and Gus. It couldn’t be a coincidence that they had come into his life within a few hours. Maybe it was all in his head. It wasn’t too late to reenlist. The Marine Corps still wanted him to, even with the black marks on his record.
He shook his head, earning a look from his father. Grant wondered if he knew what he was thinking. He felt suddenly trapped in the car and fought an ugly battle with himself not to throw open the door and dive out onto the pavement.
