I would’ve answered her.
Really, I would have. But I was busy coming.
I threw my head back, but no sound came out of my wide-open mouth.
“She’ll be there in five minutes,” Will growled, sounding pissed.
He wasn’t pissed, though.
He was coming, and speaking out of clenched teeth.
“Uh-oh. Are y’all fighting?” Betty asked, sounding happy.
I dug my nails into Will’s shoulders.
Will snarled at her, and the door closed.
I held on for dear life, my nails digging in deep, and knew that the orgasm I just had wouldn’t be the only one that I had that day.
I was proved right a minute later when the pounding thrusts of his cock into my slippery pussy wrung another one from me.
I flew.
There were no other words for it.
I was so consumed with what I was feeling, that I hadn’t realized my voice had wrung out until I came back to myself with my throat raw and my fingers cramped.
I blinked, surprised to see and feel Will’s forehead leaning against my own.
“You’re probably going to get fired,” he chuckled. “I wasn’t about to put my hand over your mouth, and you just yelled out pretty loud. Sorry.”
“Not sorry,” I snickered. “Worth it.”
He groaned and pulled away, the wet slick of his release leaving right along with his cock.
I felt the fluid hit my thighs, and made an awkward run toward the bathroom where I quickly took care of business.
Will joined me a few seconds later, looking more relaxed and put together than he had when he’d arrived that day.
He also had a sheepish expression on his face.
“I hope that I didn’t just get you in trouble,” he said as he watched me pull on my pants.
I laughed out loud.
“Will, I assure you, that was a lot of my idea. I just…ugh. This place drives me freakin’ nuts. I hate the job. I hate my coworkers. I hate my bosses. I hate everything about it. For once today, I actually enjoyed myself. So yes, I might get in trouble, but I honestly don’t care. I promise.” I walked to him, then placed a kiss on his cheek. “Don’t worry.”
He brought his hand up and cupped my face. “If you hate it so bad, quit.”
I sighed. “I might.”
He chuckled. “What’s holding you back?”
I thought about not telling him for a second, then realized that was just dumb.
This man meant the world to me. Not telling him my reasoning for staying in such an unhappy job was ridiculous on my part.
“When I was being held…I had this one thing that I wanted to do. That was have a life. Finish my degree. Be able to be free to do what I wanted, when I wanted. And this job was part of my dream. So I’m sticking with it, even though I’d rather not,” I told him honestly.
He curled a stray lock of hair around my ear, and then dropped his mouth to my forehead. “I have to go. I had to go ten minutes ago.”
I knew that.
His phone had been vibrating since he’d started kissing me.
Needless to say, he probably did need to go to work.
The phone started to vibrate again, stopping only for a short second before
He finally reached for the phone in his pocket, getting pissed when he looked down at the caller ID, seeing it was Brianna. “What?”
The growl in his voice should’ve been warning enough, yet she didn’t heed it.
“There’s been a shooting,” I heard from his broken phone. “And it all has to do with that girlfriend of yours. Also, your dog is out.”
CHAPTER 16
You know you’re over thirty when you clean the house to the same music you used to dance in the club and get drunk to.
-Cannel to Will
CANNEL
When Will had called to tell me he wouldn’t be able to pick me up, or even make it at six o’clock to my brother’s house, I understood. Especially after hearing that I’d been part of the reason someone had gotten murdered.
He was a detective. Detectives worked long hours.
What had surprised me was the text I’d gotten from an unknown number saying that ‘I wasn’t good for him.’
It really didn’t take me long to figure out that it was Brianna.
Why had I figured it out so fast?
Because she signed her damn text with her name once I’d ignored her text.
Rolling my eyes as the fourth one rolled through, wondering what in the hell she was doing texting me when she should be working like Will, I walked into my brother’s place to find almost my entire family there.
The only one missing was my dad, who I assumed was on the back porch grilling something if the smoke filling the back door was anything to go by.
“Where’s your man?” my biggest big brother asked.
I looked over at Haggard. “Not now, Haggie.”
His brows lifted almost instantly. “Haggie? Not Thief? What did I do wrong?”