Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 114820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 574(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 574(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
On that, Jaeger turned to Lucinda. “How about this? I check into the hotel, and you got more coverage?”
Fabulous.
The ex on the scene.
Rus’s phone vibrated again.
“I can’t stop you, Jaeger,” she replied. “So, if that’s what you feel you need to do, do it.”
“You take her to school, I’ll pick her up,” Jaeger started bargaining.
“That works, but she has plans tonight with Rus and I.”
Jaeger’s beard jumped at his jaw.
He didn’t like that.
Rus beat back laughing again. He’d been in your face and claiming already, laughing would take it over the top.
“Fine,” Jaeger bit out.
“Is there anything else you need from me?” Rus asked.
“Thanks for the honesty, Rus,” Darragh said.
Knowing Rus had things to do, Lucinda’s father reapproached with his hand up, firmly putting an end to this. This meant it might have been a double team, and Rus figured it was, but he’d gotten what he needed from Rus, hopefully in more ways than one.
Rus took his hand, shook it, offered his to Jaeger, who did the same.
“Thanks for coming around,” Jaeger said.
He was in it for Cin, but he loved his daughter. He saw what was happening with Rus and Lucinda.
And Rus was relieved he wasn’t going to be a dick about it.
He jerked up his chin to the man.
“I’ll walk you out,” Lucinda offered.
She took his hand when she made it to him, which was good, since he was going to take hers.
She walked him to the elevator.
“I’m sorry I had to take your time with that,” she said. “You have much more important things to do. But to them, other things are more important.”
He totally got that.
“This is part of my job,” Rus assured. “I’ve never been sleeping with one of the locals when I’m trying to keep others who have concerns calm. Other than that, I’ve been here before.”
She shot him her sly smile, but it faded before she replied, “It was escalating to an argument. Dad was worried too. I sensed he was going to side with Jaeger. I don’t like arguing in front of Madden. I thought you might be the easiest way to end it, and I’m afraid I used my new guy’s position of authority to do that.”
They stopped at the elevator, Rus tagged the button and replied, “I think we’ve established I’m there for you when you need me. There’s payback to be had for candlelight dinners and blowjobs, and I’m here for it.”
She laughed softly.
“I had to be honest,” he told her.
“Of course you did. But if you’d given them a song and dance about how you had everything handled, not only wouldn’t they believe you, they’d not think very highly of you.”
He grinned. “So I passed?”
She leaned into him. “You passed.”
He kissed her.
The elevator doors opened.
He kissed her again quickly, let her go and walked in.
He winked at her as the doors closed.
She was still smiling.
He pulled out his phone to check the text that came in, and saw it was Moran.
Know you’re doing something important, but soon’s you can, get back to the station.
That had already been his plan, so he’d asked the valet to keep his car close.
He drove to the station, did some greetings to deputies as he walked through, and hit Moran’s office.
Dickerson was in there with him.
Moran didn’t even say hello before he flipped his laptop to facing Rus and shoved it closer to the top edge.
Rus felt something he didn’t like crawl up his spine.
There was a black and white still on the screen.
He stopped in front of the desk and saw it was an angle from behind a register of what had to be a sex shop, considering on the counter was a ball gag, the boxed dildo medical staff extracted from Michael Mitchell’s ass, and a few other things.
“Hit play,” Moran said, his voice strange.
Rus didn’t even look at him.
He hit play.
The man on the other side of the counter had a baseball cap on.
Washington Nationals.
Rus’s team.
His face was obscured.
Then it wasn’t when he reached up, took off the cap, set it on the counter, then looked, dead at the camera, lifting his hand…
And he gave Rus a salute.
FORTY-ONE
Ride It Out and Keep Sharp
Lucinda came in his mouth, but he didn’t give her a break.
He sucked hard on her clit, earning a mewing cry and her nails digging into his scalp before he got up to his knees.
He flipped her to her belly and ordered roughly, “Up.”
She slid her knees in.
He positioned his cock and drilled her.
Her taste on his tongue, her ass in his hands, her cunt soaking wet, he wasn’t going to last long.
She went for him again anyway before he buried himself deep and shot deeper.
He slid out, put pressure on her hip, she dropped to the side, turned to her back, and he rested on top of her, weight on a forearm.