The Enigma (Unlawful Men #2) Read Online Jodi Ellen Malpas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Unlawful Men Series by Jodi Ellen Malpas
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Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 151469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
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I growl to myself and take some shower gel, furiously swiping my hands across my wet skin, washing away the blood and heavy scent of sex embedded into every pore. I shampoo my hair, rinse, and by the time I’m squeaky clean, James still isn’t here.

I shut off the shower, wrap myself in a towel, and pluck a toothbrush from the holder. I scrub my teeth, comb through my wet tresses with my fingers, and rub the towel all over to dry myself.

Still no James.

I enter the bedroom, set to go find him, but stutter to a stop when I see him standing in the middle of the room, his hair wet, all blood gone from his face. He’s dressed too. And he’s showered.

But not with me.

He looks up as he threads his belt through the loops of his jeans, the same belt he tied me up with yesterday. I give him questioning eyes. He looks away. “I have to be somewhere,” he says, going back into his dressing room and appearing moments later pulling on a jacket. “We’ll talk when I’m back.”

“Is everything okay?” I ask. He seems tense. I don’t like it.

His smile of reassurance is feigned terribly, and I’m not sure if my ability to read his persona so well is a good thing. He comes to me, snakes an arm around my waist, tugs me close. “Everything is fine.” A small kiss on my lips. “Will you be here when I get back?”

“How long will you be?” I ask. I need to find Nath. But I also need to talk to James.

“I’ll be an hour, tops. Okay?” He looks at me with imploring eyes.

“Okay,” I breathe. I’ll call Ollie just as soon as James leaves. See if he’s found out anything about Nath. I can easily say I won’t leave because . . . where will I go?

He presses his lips to my forehead and holds them there, breathing through his kiss. He must feel my frown because he pulls away, rubbing his thumb across my brow, smoothing out the lines. “Back soon,” he says, turning and walking out.

And I’m alone.

Alone with only my mind, which is about ready to detonate with the questions filling it. I look down at my towel-wrapped body. Then around the bedroom. What am I going to do, other than kick my heels, waiting for James to talk? What will he tell me?

I shake my head and formulate a plan to keep myself busy until he gets back. I’ll call Ollie. Then I’ll go to James’s office and distract myself with some painting, given I’ve still not finished what I was here to do in the first place.

Hurrying down the stairs, I find my cell on the floor and call Ollie. It rings twice before he answers. “Did you find anything?” I ask, pacing at the foot of the windows.

“Nothing out of the ordinary.”

“Nothing at all?” I ask, stilling by the window.

“Beau, are you going to tell me what this is all about?”

My lips press together. “I’m just worried.”

“I think sometimes you forget I lived with you and know you inside out.”

He used to know me. Ollie doesn’t know me anymore. I hardly know myself. I pull my phone down and check the time. It’s only eight o’clock. It already feels like I’ve been up all day, and I barely got any sleep last night. I start pacing again, and my muscles pull, as if to remind me why I didn’t get any sleep last night. “I’ll keep trying him.”

“Listen, Beau, he’s probably just crashed into bed and slept through. You know what it’s like after a tough call out.”

I close my eyes and try to allow Ollie’s reasonable explanation for Nath’s absence settle. He could be right, of course, and I would have accepted that, had I not got Nath’s odd call. “Yeah, I know.”

“Fancy a coffee later?”

My eyes flip open. “A coffee?” I parrot like an idiot.

“Yeah, you know, that brown stuff people drink over chitchat.”

“Chitchat?” I murmur, and Ollie sighs loudly.

“I want to see you, Beau.”

Oh God. I can’t tell him how much that isn’t true. He won’t listen.

“I heard your dad’s been in touch,” he goes on.

“Oh.” Ollie knows of the contempt I feel toward the man who played a part in bringing me into this world. “I’m fine.”

“Sure,” he mutters. “Sure, you’re fine.”

I should never have cried on him. I should never have contacted him about Nath. I should have called someone else. I feel like I’ve given him false hope, and I take no pleasure in dashing that. Although, I kind of did already outside the store. I thought he got the message. “I’m seeing someone.” I startle at the sound of my words, immediately wishing I could grab them from the air and stuff them back in my big fat mouth. I kick myself around James’s apartment, cringing.



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