Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Sleep, bombshell. I’ve got you.” I feel safe in his arms and I trust him completely, so when he says everything is going to be okay I believe him and let go. Sleep washes over me and I have a much better dream this time.
I don’t know how long I’m out, but the next time I wake up I’m pissed when I realize I’m alone. I jerk back the covers on the empty bed like somehow that will make him appear.
“He better not have…” I huff as my feet hit the floor.
I reach for my robe and stop for a moment when I catch sight of my naked body in the mirror. Small bruises mark my hips and I’m hit by a vision of his fingers digging into me as he thrusts in and out. My face flushes red and I pull my robe tight around me and tie it closed.
Jensen is going to stop sneaking out of my bed. I know I have a fight with my family ahead of me about this, but I don’t care anymore. I’m not letting them control my life another moment. I love them, but I’m being punished for a crime I didn’t commit and it’s time we all moved on. My family has been suffocating me, and whatever nightmares I might be having are from the stress they’re putting on me. This might blow up in my face, but Jensen is worth fighting for.
Chapter Ten
Jensen
I walk quietly down the hall and to the door before I slip inside. It’s a feat considering my hands are full of to-go bags, but I’m hoping to make it back into bed with Sage before she knows I’m gone. And if I come with food, we won’t have a reason to leave the bedroom for quite a while.
My legs are sore and my cock is drained, but all I can think about doing is crawling between her legs and humping her until I give out. After last night I have no idea when that will be because I’ve never been so desperate for anything in my life.
I take two steps inside and come to a halt when I see Brian standing in the kitchen with a pissed off Sage. I look at the situation and my hackles rise. I don’t like how he’s got his arms folded across his chest or how she’s glaring at him.
“What’s going on?” I say as I walk into the kitchen and lay the bags down on the counter.
“Why don’t you tell me?” Brian says, turning his anger my way. Good, I don’t mind if he wants to kick my ass, but I won’t let him talk to Sage like that. “Is there a reason my sister is walking out of her room like she’s been up all night, doing, well, whatever it was she was doing?”
Brian can’t even look at her as he waves a hand in her direction. He’s red in the face and I see him grow more irritated as he looks me up and down.
“Sex, Brian. I had sex, but there’s no reason you have to act like an asshole.” Sage throws her hands up in the air, and before Brian can turn his anger on her again I move and step between them.
I also notice that Sage is only in a bathrobe that’s showing off more than I’d like. It’s clinging to her generous rack and I can see it slipping open a little more each time her hands go up. At this rate it won’t take long for it to come undone.
“You were supposed to be my business partner. I brought you here because you didn’t have anywhere to go on Thanksgiving. And this is what you do the second you have her alone. Do you have any fucking clue what she’s been through? Did you see the scars on her back?” There is pain in his eyes as he gets closer to me. “I respected you and I trusted you and now you’ve lost both.”
“First, you need to calm down.” I look over my shoulder and nod at Sage. “Why don’t you go get dressed and come back out here?”
She glares at me for a second before I look pointedly at her robe. She gets the hint and looks down to see it coming open at the top. She grabs it on both sides and pulls it tight before she looks around my wide body to her brother.
“I’ll be right back,” she says before I hear her stomp out of the room.
“You don’t get to come in here and make the rules. This is my fucking house,” Brian says, and he’s so angry right now I can see the vein on the side of his head pop out.
I’m not putting up with his shit, but it’s clear he’s worked up over more than this.