Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 31081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
She nods and eats another piece of fruit. “It’s strange, huh? Not expecting something so intense and real and then it just—”
“Lands in your inbox like a present you didn’t even know you wanted, but now desperately need.”
“Did you think I was crazy sending you that email? Be honest.”
“Crazy? No. I worried about you…whoever you were.”
“I can handle myself,” she says, her chin lifting and eyes flashing.
“And sometimes it’s nice when someone else handles you.”
“I like you too,” she admits. “I didn’t expect all this.” She waves her hand around at the venue, then me. “I didn’t expect you.”
“I’m usually into blondes,” I say, as she says, “Typically, I go after guys like Mr. Black.”
“Blondes?” she groans.
“Who the fuck is Mr. Black?”
We both laugh.
“I want to do more of this.” Her eyes twinkle with happiness. “It’s fun. You’re fun. I feel…safe.”
“I want to do more of this too.” I flash her a devilish grin. “I want to do more of the unsafe stuff too.”
“You like to chase me.”
“I’m a wolf. And you like to get bitten, Little Red.”
“I could fuck you right there,” I tell her, pointing down a dark alley. “Anyone walking by would see.” I grab her ass over her dress. “What do you think about that?”
She laughs and shakes her head. “They’d hear me screaming. Wouldn’t understand our kink. You’d be sitting in a jail cell by morning.”
We continue to walk.
“I guess that idea’s out,” I deadpan.
She stops and smirks. “I can’t have you locked away. Someone needs to give me countless orgasms.” She stumbles slightly.
“Hey,” I say, growing serious. “How are you feeling? Did you have too much wine?”
Brief panic flashes in her eyes, and I hate that I put it there. “N-No.”
I tug her to me and embrace her. “Look at me, Little Red. Even if you were black-out drunk, I would take care of you. Understand.”
“I understand,” she whispers, nodding her head up at me.
Sliding my fingers into her silky hair, I kiss her deeply, making her feel that promise with every heated swipe of my tongue.
“We could go to that alley,” she taunts against my mouth.
“Don’t worry, bad girl. We’ll catch a cab and continue this show at your place.”
She shakes her head. “Take me to yours.”
“You sure?”
“Trust, Joshua. I trust you.”
Her words fill up my fucking soul. I won’t let her down. Not ever. That, I know for fact. This woman swooped into my life unexpectedly, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t fucking ready for her. I’ve been ready my whole life for someone like her. Mr. Graham set me unwillingly on my course when I was a kid, but eventually, I learned how to navigate the waters on my own. I just needed a hot co-captain with a dark thirst that matches mine.
I hail us a cab and take her a few streets over to my loft apartment overlooking the city. It’s swanky as fuck. I love it. As we push through the door, I remember my goddamn brother has been squatting here until he gets back on his feet after a nasty breakup.
“Yo, assho—lyshit, it’s Quinn. My Quinny.” He stares at us in astonishment as we come through the door.
“She’s not yours,” I growl out. “She’s mine.”
“Technically,” she chides, swatting at me, “I belong to no one, but I’ll allow your alpha caveman crap because it’s funny watching Rocko squirm.”
He gapes at her. “You were in the club…I thought you were fucking lost.”
“Nope. Found exactly what I was looking for.” She looks up at me and smiles. “Joshua is really good at his job.”
Rupert holds up both palms. “Yeah, I’m going to stop you right there. I get it. You two are a couple sex freaks. And together. You’re not so innocent, Quinny, I can see that. More power to you.” He tugs Quinn to him for a hug. “Honestly, I’m happy for you. I know you went through a rough time for a while there.”
She nods and hugs him tight before pulling away. “Thank you. I know…” she trails off and sighs. “Sometimes life is shitty and it’s hard to talk about.”
“I’m always here in case you need an ear,” he tells her with a gentle smile. “I’m going to bail now. I can’t stomach the idea of hearing my brother make sex grunts. You two good?”
I appreciate he’s looking after his old friend and making sure she’s okay with the situation. My brother is a good guy. He’ll make some woman happy one day.
“Peachy,” she assures him. “Get lost now so the sex grunts can commence.”
He grabs some shit, then bails, clapping me on the shoulder on his way out. My stare finds hers. I rake my gaze down her hot body. Curvaceous in all the right places.
“Little Red, you better run. I’m giving you to the count of three to hide, then I’m coming for you. I can’t wait to sink my teeth into you.”