Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
I’m dashing toward Winston and to a young woman who has my heart doing flips. I want to say it’s because she’s hurt and I’m worried, but no, there’s more. My chest aches, and it’s not from the burn.
“I’ve got you,” I grunt, scooping her up in my arms, cradling her to me. She’s tiny, barely weighing a thing, but I feel like I’m holding onto my entire world. Something about her soothes the angry lion with a thorn in his paw. It’s as if she pulled it out and suddenly made it better. She has a couple of scraps on her knees from hitting the ground and I feel like a bastard for being the one responsible for her injuries.
I jump back into the seat, sitting down with her in my lap. I brush her long dark brown hair out of her face so I can see those gorgeous eyes. They’re a shade of blue that I can swear has a hint of purple in them. “Talk to me. Tell me your name.” She sighs for a moment and I’m worried that she’s hurt worse than she looks.
Chapter Three
Violet
“Let’s get her to a hospital. Fuck. So sorry, love,” he shouts as the driver closed the door. I’m sure he’s said something else, but I can barely hear him with the pounding of my heart in my ears.
“Oh my goodness. Is she okay?” I turn to see a beautiful woman in a tight fitting business suit looking too sexy for a meeting. Then my eyes move back to my shirtless beast, trying to gather my wits. When I steal another glance I know the concern is just an act. The woman’s worried expression is faker than the cubic zirconia ring I usually wear to dissuade drunk men at work. I look down to see that I left without it, but apparently my brother snatched that too. He’s gonna be pissed when he finds out it’s not a diamond.
“I’m fine. Just a little shaken,” I say, but I’m looking at the man who refuses to let me go.
“Good, then you should go home. I’m sure you’ll be compensated properly,” she huffs while a low growl rips from his chest. I suppose I ruined her good time alone with the guy and he’s now in an extremely uncomfortable position.
“You can set me down now,” I tell him, giving him a little push, but I end up brushing his broad chest.
Another grunt escapes his lips and then he says, “No the seat’s wet.”
“Damn, rich people are really kinky.” I arch my brow, getting grossed out that he has his hands on me after having them on her. I give him another push, but he only tightens his hold.
A rich chuckle and a smirk come from him. He tips my chin with his thick thumb that I want to swipe into my mouth. What has come over me? “Sweetheart, that’s my hot coffee that spilled all over me when the limo hit you.” I look at the soaked white dress shirt on the seat next to us and see it’s dark stains.
My eyes move to his chest again, knowing I’m to blame. It’s my fault he’s shirtless and in pain and yet, he’s still holding me. “Oh, sorry about that.”
He kisses my hand. “Don’t be sorry. I just need to make sure you’re okay.”
“Yeah because she’s going to try and sue you later, Micah. Buttering her up isn’t going to work.” I feel him tense around me.
He extends his arm and presses a button. “Winston, when we arrive at the hospital, have a cab ready for Ms. Jones to be escorted to the hotel and then airport.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I thought we were going to the meeting together,” she exclaims. I sense a meltdown coming. Something about her makes me think she’s unaware of the precarious situation she’s in. Micah, as she called him, tightens his hold on me, tension radiating as he glares at her.
“I’m not going to any meeting, and you’re fired,” he bites out. Did he just fire her while I’m on his lap? Oh shit, he’s hard everywhere, including the bulge under my ass. I try to adjust myself, but he gives me a gentle squeeze, keeping me in place.
“What? You can’t fire me. I’ll sue you for sexual assault. Look you have your shirt off and—” She grabs the top of her dress and rips it. This bitch is crazy.
“Ha. You are not only stupid and incompetent but fucking evil too. There’s a camera right there. I always have it recording when anyone other than me is in the vehicle. Nice try.”
She lets out a ridiculous scream just as we pull into the hospital. Micah doesn’t wait for his driver before he carries me out of the limo. “I really can walk.”