Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Yes.”
“In your house?” I can hear the surprise in his voice.
“Where else would she be?” I half-growl into the phone.
“I don’t know. You hate people.”
“I don’t hate them.” Hate is a strong word. They just annoy the shit out of me.
“Right,” Ace mutters dryly. “You’re off.”
“I know.” I don’t bother trying to argue. He’s right. I am off. “I need your help."
“You never have to ask for my help, Garrett. You know I’ll be there. Whatever you need, brother.” I do know this without a doubt. Ace can be overbearing at times, and I can be a dick, but we always have each other's backs.
“I know, but my emotions are getting involved now.” I toss that out there too, because when that shit happens, you can make mistakes, and I know that. I want my brother to be aware of this as well, so he can remain vigilant.
“You like this girl,” he says in awe.
“She’s mine.” Might as well get that shit out there too, so it’s clear.
“Well, fuck me.” I can hear the smile in his voice before he snaps back to the task at hand, knowing it’s important to me now. “We can’t go to the sheriff.”
“No shit.” I have no clue if anyone local is involved, but I’m not going to find out the hard way. “I have to get the sister out.”
“All right, I got you. I'm going to go do some recon while the storm is still going on.”
“I’m going to have Snow make a map of the buildings and such. I’ll send it over to you.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Thank you,” I tell him. I knew I could count on him.
“Thank me when we get the sister back.”
“I’m burning that place to the ground, Ace.”
“Trust me. I know that. I’m sure when I get a peek inside, I’ll have the same gut response myself.”
“We don’t have to play by the rules. If we get our hands on this Joseph guy, it might be less messy.”
“I was thinking the same,” Ace agrees with me.
We go over a few more things before I end the call and check my emails to see I have a couple.
“Breakfast is done,” Snow says, poking her head into my office. “Is that a computer?” Her eyes light up. I push my chair back to make room for her when she comes around my desk. Like she’s done it a thousand times, Snow drops down to sit in my lap.
"Is that about Heaven's Temple?" she asks, seeing what is up on my computer screen.
“Yeah.”
“Can I see it?”
“I’m not sure what might be in the email, Snow. That’s from a friend of mine, Zero. He’s a computer whiz, so who knows what he might have found. It might be shit you don’t want to see. Some things never leave you.”
She peeks over her shoulder. “Kind of like you saying I should be careful of the questions I ask you?”
“Yeah.” I wrap my arm around her, slipping my hand under her shirt so I can rest it against her stomach, wanting to be skin against skin. “I was in the military. Did other things after.” I give her a taste of my past.
“I want to see.”
“All right.” I nod toward the computer. A small smile pulls at her lips when she touches the mouse.
“I have only ever seen someone use a computer before.”
“You can use it anytime you want. I can teach you the basics, but we’ll see about getting you a tutor.”
“A tutor?” Snow turns to face me more.
"Sure, there are a bunch of things you might want to learn.”
“I want to learn everything.” She says this with such hope and awe.
“Then you’ll learn everything.” Snow’s hands come to my face as she plants a kiss right on my lips. She twists her body farther to straddle me. “You want to come again, baby?”
“Yes.” She wiggles her ass in my lap. “But this time I want to give you pleasure too.” I’m about to tell her we can worry about me later. I want to take care of her, but when she slips her hand between us to stroke my cock over my pants, I know there is no going back.
I only have so much willpower when it comes to my snow angel.
12
WINTER
All Garrett has done since he found me is fill me with happiness and pleasure. I want to do the same for him. The whole time I cooked breakfast, all I could think about was what he’d done to my body. I had no idea that kind of pleasure was possible. I desperately want to give that to him.
"You don't have to do this because of the tutor thing, Snow. I want you to know you don't owe me anything." I think I owe him my life, but I won't tell him that. I'm not sure he'll want to hear it. It will make him feel guilty, and he might stop me, and that's the last thing I want.