Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 73043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Thirty seconds after my order was issued, she had my cock free, and I was slamming into her.
Everything about that feeling was right. Her smell. The way she fisted around my cock. The tightness. The slippery mess we were making. The way my balls pressed perfectly against her ass.
Every. Single. Fucking. Thing.
And, moments after that thought occurred to me, my memory returned with a vengeance.
Everything came back to me in a rush. Everything.
Our years we spent playing cat and mouse. The last nine months. Our first kiss outside her gate. The first time I felt myself inside of her. The way I came so hard I thought I’d died. Then began the betrayal.
Me losing my memory. Elspeth saying she was my fiancée when she most certainly wasn’t. And then Janie moving on when she found out—even though they were lies. Big fat fucking lies.
Janie finding someone. Janie moving on despite her obvious love for me.
And her not saying a goddamn word about us.
My kind hand turned punishing. My anger at her. At the situation. At Elspeth and at her stupid fucking husband.
***
Janie
“Why?” he grated out. “Why would you lie? To me?”
And, just as suddenly as he’d been there, he was gone.
I had his release and mine dripping down my leg, and I couldn’t get my head on straight.
But one thing I was absolutely sure of. This wasn’t the end. He knew something. Had figured something out. I could see it in his eyes, and I would never make the same mistake twice.
Today, just now, something happened. He became mine, and I became his. And there was nothing either one of us could do about it.
Chapter 14
I like when you laugh. Your tits jiggle. Giggle Jiggle Tits.
-Janie to Kayla
Janie
“You have two seconds to get the fuck out of my hotel room before I throw you out myself,” I heard Rafe’s voice raise on the other side of the door.
Lucky for me the door hadn’t closed all the way, and as I pushed through it moments later, I realized that Rafe had done that on purpose.
I found out why when the door opened, and he pointed at me with his finger, though he wasn’t actually looking at me.
“Get out. Now,” Rafe repeated.
I saw Elspeth standing there looking upset. “But why?”
She hadn’t seen me yet, and before she could, I backed away and hurried toward my own door.
My door was actually connected to his suite, meaning if I went into my own room, I’d be able to hear everything that they were saying. Especially with the way their voices were raised.
I slid my key card into the slot and threw the door open to my room, hurrying to the door that separated my suite from Rafe’s.
How in the hell we’d gotten two rooms directly next to each other, I did not know. But I thanked God that we did.
“Out. Now,” Rafe repeated.
Moments later, I heard the door slam, and Rafe start pacing.
I bit my lip and scooched closer to the door, pressing my ear to it.
Then he started talking, I assume, to someone on the phone.
“I hope you know that you just fucked me over so spectacularly that I don’t think I can ever forgive you,” Rafe said. “If there was one thing in this world that you could have done in this whole nightmare to screw me over, not telling me about her was it. I’ve wasted months. Months, Raven. You’ve had so many chances to tell me that I can’t even begin to count, yet you kept quiet. Goodbye.”
Then I heard something hard hit the floor next to the door, and I realized he’d thrown his phone.
I hurried to the door of my room, peeked through the peephole, and grinned.
Elspeth was pulling her suitcase behind her, angrily looking over her shoulder as she did.
Her glare at the door made it clear that she was pissed.
I waited until the elevator doors closed on her before I opened my own door and headed out.
My hand was hovering over the wood of his door when I came to my senses.
This wasn’t a good idea. Not at all.
He may have remembered, but I was a freakin’ mess.
I’d left…
“I shouldn’t have done that.”
I startled and looked up, finding the door open.
When had he opened it, and how had he done it without making any noise?
“Uhhh,” I hesitated. “You shouldn’t have done what?”
“Told her to leave.”
“Why?”
And why the hell was my heart hurting?
“Because I had a job going, and I need her exactly where I had her,” he answered. “If she’s not there, she’ll stop informing on the man I have you keeping a cyber eye on, and this case will slip through my fingers. I’m so fucking close I can taste it, but I couldn’t stand her lies anymore.”
“What lies?” I breathed.
I’d get to the job part of it later.