Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Last night, when he first found himself completely alone inside his bedroom, the grief of losing Cash was too intense. It took a couple of hours to examine the unstopping pain. It wasn’t for Keyes or his sweet little girls. He’d take care of all three of them. What hurt Dev the most, what made him show his ass in front of the camera, run naked around his room, jack off to the sketches he’d drawn of Cash was the knowledge he’d lost the man he wanted most in his life.
A tide of needy warmth overtook Dev. He kept the kiss slow and soft. He let the kiss show Cash’s apology, at least his soul took Cash’s sweetness that way.
How easily he forgave this man when he had never offered another human being the same consideration. Dev wrapped his free arm around Cash, circling his back, keeping the man flush against him. Cash followed the hold, wrapping his arms around Dev in return. The hand at Cash’s neck trailed to his cheek and jaw, caressing the light stubble. He let himself just be inside Cash’s strong arms.
Cash was the first to break the kiss, but not the moment. He reared back, drawing a deep breath. His hooded gaze locked on Dev’s face. Dev didn’t move. Instead, he memorized the tight hold Cash held him in and the hard as steel cock pressing near his own. Cash’s massive chest heaved in another shuddering breath. A blank canvas of flesh he’d love to decorate. The word Taken would be the first thing he tattooed right across Cash’s heart.
The faint buzz of the fluorescent lights penetrated his bubble. The tap of fingernails hitting the cash register buttons came in next. Reality slammed back in place. As with everything, Dev’s dark side pushed the desperate sense of love—he refused to even think the word—aside. He furrowed his brows and stepped away, giving a critical stare down the length of Cash’s beautiful body. His gaze lingered on the outline of the hard cock.
“Happy to see me?”
No. His heart begged him to ask Cash to give them another chance. To let them figure out the club problems together. To open to the idea of Dev being the man by his side.
A defiance he’d been born with wouldn’t allow his mouth to utter those words.
“About as much as you,” Cash muttered after several long moments. “How do I look?”
No matter how many buttons Dev tried to push, Cash acted like he knew exactly what Dev was doing. After several seconds, Cash dismissed Dev, turning toward the cashier, having to know Dev wouldn’t be honest.
“You look good,” she said with a giant grin and a nod. The customer being checked out nodded her approval too.
After he had their answer, Cash turned back to him and tried him again. “What do you think? Do I fit?”
“No,” Dev answered honestly, shaking his head. The clothes were fine, but Cash was never going to shake the good off. “No, you’re not gonna fit. You’ll see. Change and buy your shit.” Dev patted the stack of clothes on the counter. “It’s probably about twenty-five bucks. Could you hurry? I gotta go get my sled.”
Something close to a crestfallen look crossed Cash’s face. Those strong shoulders dropped a degree or two. He had no idea what the disappointment meant. What did the pretty boy even have to be disappointed about? He’d fucking won in every way. Even now, Dev had to fight the urge to drop to his knees and blow the guy with as sexy as he looked in those tight-fitting jeans.
That pissed Dev off too. He dismissed Cash, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. “Take off the tags before you change, I’ll pay.”
“No, I’ll pay,” Cash said as haughty as the King of England, then pivoted around, taking long strides back to the dressing room.
Fuck it, if it wasn’t just as nice to watch Cash leave as it was to watch him come. Come. Coming. Dev shook his head, trying to clear the image of Cash’s orgasm painting his belly as he unloaded in Cash’s ass. His cock hardened so fast it physically hurt.
Dev rolled his eyes then his shoulders, deciding to give this one to Cash. He left the store, going out to the sidewalk and pacing the length of the parking lot while he waited. He had to snuff out these feelings. Unload them.
He reached for his phone and palmed the device. Only then did he remember it was the new cell, the one given to him by the feds. Hate and anger seeped out of every pore in his body. He wanted to do nothing more than lash out in some violent way. His hand squeezed around the cell phone. He couldn’t even check on his kids without the entire federal government knowing what he was saying.