Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 107661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Fused into a single soul without bars.
Lost and found.
Locked up and freed.
Together, they became an unbroken forever.
Bogotá, Colombia
One month later
The clinking of dishes and the scent of grilled meats accentuated the tranquil ambiance in the elegant dining room. Ricky savored the last bite of his syrupy, spicy tri-tip steak, but not as much as he savored the two people at his table.
Tula sat across from him with Martin at her side, their postures distinctively dissimilar as they stared at him.
Tension tightened her shoulders. Her fingers curled into the linen tablecloth, and her pouty lips made him so fucking hard he had to cover his lap with a napkin.
Martin reclined in his seat with imposing confidence, his bright green eyes fixed on Ricky as he subtly worked his hand between her legs.
The dining room hummed with conversations. Servers in black suits glided from table to table. Restaurant patrons whispered and laughed softly among themselves, and around the perimeter stood a discreet security detail, provided by Matias Restrepo.
During their few days in Phoenix, he and Martin had taken her to restaurants, movie theaters, strolls through the park… They fit in as many dating excursions as they could before boarding Matias’ private jet. When they arrived in Colombia, they moved her into the suite he and Martin shared at the Restrepo headquarters.
The three of them spent the past month helping Luke and the others follow up on the information Tula had compiled in her journal. With Cole Hartman’s assistance, they think they located the main headquarters of Hector’s sons and their human trafficking operation.
Tula’s sister hadn’t been found yet, but one of Cole’s informants claimed Vera had been recently spotted with Hector’s sons.
Luke, along with a team of Matias’ men, were in Mexico now, checking out the alleged headquarters. Ricky, Martin, and Tula had flown there with him to drop him off. On the way back, they stopped in Bogotá to give Tula a proper night on the town.
“Why can’t we just sit here and have a nice meal together?” Her gaze darted through the dining room as her cheeks heated with the quickening of her breaths.
From Ricky’s angle, it looked like Martin’s hand was just resting on her lap beneath the table. But her restless shifting and breathy little noises were dead giveaways. Martin’s fingers had found their way beneath her dress and deep inside her cunt.
“If you wanted to just sit here, you should’ve picked a couple of boring guys.” Ricky leaned across the table and arched a brow.
“I didn’t pick you. You picked me.” Her nipples hardened beneath the burgundy satin of her cocktail dress.
“Is that how you remember it?” He looked at Martin.
“I succinctly recall,” Martin said, adjusting his black tie, “Tula coming to us and asking to be our friend.”
She made a gulping sound and gripped Martin’s arm as he played with her pussy. “I liked your American accents.”
“That’s not the only thing you like.” Ricky turned in his seat at the sound of music.
Across the dining room, a man sat behind a black piano and tapped the keys into a slow, hypnotic song. Couples floated to a small dance floor, swaying to the melody.
He and Martin had coaxed her into dancing a few times in the privacy of their bedroom. She’d been reluctant at first, but they were determined to replace her memories of Hector with new experiences.
Ricky waited until his erection calmed down. Then he stood and offered her his hand.
Martin slid his touch away as she glanced at the dance floor and sucked in a breath. And another. Straightening the front of her dress, she slowly stood and accepted Ricky’s hand.
Burgundy satin hugged her body from tits to thighs. Her long black hair fell in sexy waves around her arms, and a touch of smoky color darkened her brown eyes.
She was the most gorgeous creature he’d ever seen, standing beside the man who loved him as deeply as they loved the woman they shared.
Ricky didn’t know what the future would bring beyond her sister and the Freedom Fighters. But it was their adventure to take. The three of them together. Hand in hand.
So he laced his fingers with hers, met Martin’s eyes, and took the next step.
“Let’s dance.”