“Please tell me those are happy tears,” he murmured and kissed herforehead.
“Don’t leave meagain.”
He framed her face in his hands and kissed her. “Never again. You. Are. Mine. And I am yours for as long as you’ll haveme.”
One tender kiss erupted into an explosion of passion. Then, she unleashed a decade of bottled up emotion and he devoured everything she gave him. Crockett Wilde had finally gotten his GothGirl.
In the aftermath, he wrapped her in his arms, stroked her back, kissed her. She draped her leg over his and ran her fingers over his chest. Peace settled overthem.
“We’ve got a full plate,” she said, breaking the longsilence.
“We’ll get through everything together,” hemurmured.
“It’s alot.”
“Nothing we can’thandle.”
“The club is still closed.” She sat up, snatched her phone from the night table, and tapped thescreen.
“You’re so worried about Sage,” he said stroking herthigh.
“I can’t help it. She’s been on mymind.”
“Honey, she’s a grown woman. She can take care of herself.” He propped his pillows and leaned againstthem.
“Yes!” she said. “The club is having a grand reopening this Friday. Black tie masquerade party. Reservationsrequired.”
Her fingers flew across the phone screen. “Reservations for two under Electra…in case you forget the name of your date.” Her saucy grin fell away “I hope Decker finds time to hunt for rejuvenation thisweek.”
“If he can, hewill.”
“Between that and your work, I feel like all we’re doing is chasingghosts.”
“I know, babe. Chasing ghosts isn’t gonna get us anywhere.” He broke eye contact.Chasing ghosts…ghosts…ghost code!“Alex, that’sit.”
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Ghost Code
Though exhausted,Crockett knewhe had to return to work, even if it was four o’clock in the damnmorning.
Alexandra tossed off the blanket and rose. “C’mon, you can do it.” She extended her hand. “A shower will wake youup.”
With entwined fingers, he followed her into his bathroom. “You gotta joinme.”
She turned on the faucet. “I’d love to, but you don’t have time to foolaround.”
“Like hell I don’t.” As the jets pummeled his aching back, he pulled her into his arms and smiled through thekiss.
On his way out,shehanded him a plastic grocery bag. “Breakfast sandwiches for you and Decker. Goodluck.”
“Thank you for taking care of me.” He kissed her. “I’ll text you later. Bolt yourself in.” He stepped into the hallway. She leaned out, kissed him and shut the door. He waited for her to flip the lock before striding toward theelevator.
After pulling out of the parking garage, he punched Decker’s number on hisphone.
“Hey,” Deckerrasped.
“You still in theoffice?”
