Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
My mind flashes back to the kisses, the way his hands feel on my body, the way I want to give every bit of my virginity to him.
“I’m going to make us something to eat and check my security system. I don’t like people walking up to my door without an invitation. I must have forgotten to arm the motion sensors before I left last night.”
“Is dealing with guys like Lorenzo normal for you and Owen?” What happens if this isn’t the only hiccup? The only psycho criminal with an ax to grind against their lawyer?
Rex shakes his head. “Not for me. I like my life to be simple. I’ve told him more than a few times about taking on clients who aren’t worth the risk. When he told me about Lorenzo, he swore it was simple business deals he was helping Lorenzo negotiate. Owen’s logic flies out the window when there’s a lot of money involved. I’m not going to pretend it hasn’t been essential to my firm’s success, but this time, it’s gone too far.”
“So Lorenzo’s the only client with an issue worthy of hurting Owen like that? What did he do?”
“Owen said he mismanaged some money, which is practically a death sentence when it comes to people like that. I don’t want you to worry, baby girl. I’m going to make sure that Owen gets this straightened out and keep you safe.”
He closes the distance between us, wrapping me in a hug. His strong arms make me feel safe, and I don’t want him to ever let me go.
“When’s the last time you took a bath?” he asks.
My eyes widen in horror. Do I smell?
Rex chuckles before pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry, baby girl. I didn’t mean like you need one. I meant like you need to relax, and I have a large tub if you want to soak. I noticed your apartment only has a shower.”
Damn. He’s being sweet, and I’m not going to turn down his gesture of kindness.
“That sounds great, actually. I don’t know the last time I’ve been able to just soak in a tub.”
“Perfect,” he says, tipping his head to kiss me. The way he easily parts my lips with the slightest prod of his tongue turns me on in ways I didn’t know were possible. Every pass of our lips over each other makes me lose every sense of reality. When his hands reach behind me to grab my ass, I melt against his body.
He moans as he kisses me, scooping me into his arms so I wrap my legs around his waist. Rex carries me into his bedroom and sets me down on the bed, breaking our kiss.
“Mmm, Daddy. Don’t stop,” I plead with him, grabbing his shirt along the sides to keep him between my legs but standing in front of the bed.
He grips my chin, holding it firmly before leaning down to suck on my lip. “Be patient, little girl. Go on and relax. I’ll be back up here when I’m done to finish this. You need to be sure that’s what you want. I’m not here just to keep you safe or to take that gift between those legs. If I give you this cock, it’s yours…forever.”
“I don’t want it any other way, Daddy.”
7
REX
The words off Raina’s lips make me want to stay in the house with her, but there’s a lot to do if we’re going to stay in Colwood. I give her one more kiss. It’s quick and leaves us wanting more, but I leave her alone in the bedroom.
It only takes about 15 minutes for me to make my way around the house and property lines. There are few homes on this side of town since it leads away from the town’s center. A ranch is located across the street but the house is at least five minutes away from the main road.
The property next to mine has at least half an acre of grass between our houses. The open space is one of the reasons I put in the motion detectors. Criminals, animals, and vagabonds just passing through are the types I’d like to know are on my property before seeing them.
After checking the security system, I head to the garage where there’s a cabinet for my guns—well, the larger ones. There are a few others in a gun safe near my bed. I like to be prepared.
My phone rings with a number I don’t know flashing across the screen. I answer it, hoping it’s Owen.
“Where are you?” I ask, assuming it’s him.
“Mr. Remington?” a soft voice asks from the other end of the line.
“Yes?”
“This is Detective Mercedes Petrov. I’m with the security guards at the Lloyd & Williams compound. Your firm’s office has been broken into. We’d like for you to come down to take a look at the damage.”