Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 14080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Her eyes shoot open, a sheepish smile dancing on her lips. “You’re right. The last place I want to spend the night is in the library. I’m here enough as it is.”
I quickly gather her backpack, sling it over my shoulder, and follow her to the door. She places her hand on the doorknob and shakes it before glancing at me over her shoulder.
She continues to tug at the door. “Rett, the door is stuck or jammed.”
“I’m sure someone will come by to check all the rooms. I haven’t placed my guys on campus security yet, but I’m sure the current security detail will check. We have to be patient. I’m sure we’ll be out of here in an hour, tops.”
Winter’s gaze darts to her watch and then to the floor, lingering there and refusing to meet mine. “The library has been closed for over an hour. How did we not notice the time?”
I fumble in my pocket, pull out my phone, and send a quick text to Mike.
Me: I need you to get to the library and open it up. I’m stuck inside.
Mike: They said they’ll contact the security guy but can’t get there for a few hours.
Me: Why don’t we have all the keys?
Mike: A few buildings don’t transfer over until Monday. The library is one of them. How the hell this company held the contract for so long is beyond me. Bunch of lazy assholes.
I look at Winter. “Looks like we’re stuck in here for a while.”
CHAPTER 4
Winter
Iturn to Garett. “What now?”
“We wait.”
I step away from the door, move to the circular table, and sit down. I scan the room before my gaze lands on Garett. “Why are you staring at me?”
Garett looks away before his eyes move back to me. They roam my body, and unlike other times, he doesn’t hide the way he leers at me. “Sweetheart, I’m always watching you.”
My body freezes. I’m not sure what to do or how to say it. Do I flirt back or avoid the subject altogether? When I made a move in the past, things didn’t work out the way I hoped. All it did was leave me with the bitter taste of frustration when Garett found an excuse to run from me.
I drum my fingers nervously on the table, realizing that, at this moment, there’s nowhere for Garett Nichols to escape. So I decide to be brazen. Could this backfire? Yes. Tomorrow, I might want the ground to split open and swallow me whole. I might be so embarrassed that I’ll avoid this handsome man forever. Both scenarios are possible, but I know I’ll never get another chance if I don't try.
I bite my lower lip. “Yeah, I feel that. Everywhere.”
His eyes cut from my face to my hardening nipples. There’s no way Garett Nichols doesn’t want me like I want him. There is no planet where my brain is that deluded.
My heart throbs and my fingers tingle as every part of me aches for him. I slip from the chair, moving to the side of the table closer to him but hovering just out of his reach.
His eyes flash up and down my body before he grunts softly and yanks me into his lap. “You’re acting like a bad girl about to play a very dangerous game.”
My arms wrap around his neck instantly. “Maybe you should show me what happens to bad girls and punish me.” I lean forward and hover my mouth over his before adding, “Daddy.”
Garett wraps one arm around me, and I can’t help but notice the bulging muscles under his black dress shirt. His eyes capture mine as his hand moves up my thigh, making me wish it were summer so I didn’t have the denim between us. My heart beats so frantically that I’m concerned Garett will hear my desperate need for him.
“There’s nothing I’d like more than to teach you a lesson, baby girl,” he murmurs against my lips as his hand expertly unbuttons my pants. “But I’m gonna need to hear you tell me how much you want to learn.”
“Yes, Garett. I’ve wanted you for so long. I’m ready for anything you’re willing to give me.”
My frantic wiggling only intensifies my frustration as I desperately try to free myself from the confines of my jeans.
Garett’s chest rumbles as he lets out a deep chuckle. “Anxious, Winter?”
Aggravated by his torturously slow movements, I grip the top of my jeans and yank them down to my ankles before kicking them off my feet. Garett’s eyes swoop up and down my figure, giving me the go-ahead. I pull up my shirt and drop it beside my discarded jeans on the floor.
“Like what you see, Daddy?”
Garett’s eyes widen. He looks adorable. His doubt vanishes as quickly as it appears when he pulls me flush to him, splaying his fingers across my lace-covered ass.