Carter Reed 2 (Carter Reed 2) - Page 41

I let out a silent breath.

I loved him so much. I wanted to wake him, but I also didn’t at the same time. He looked like a little boy, all his guardedness gone. His eyelids were soft, the lines around them a little smudgy from sleep. I knew all that would go away when he woke. He’d become alert and ready to take on the world. He would become a predator.

But not yet. For now, he was just mine.

Then, after a moment, his eyes opened, and my heart skipped a beat. It was cheesy, but it was real. And I laughed because of it.

“Hey, you,” he murmured, lifting a hand to tuck some of my hair behind my ear. His hand lingered on my cheek, and his thumb brushed back and forth.

It was such a loving gesture. I felt warmth fill my body, all the way to my toes. This. I loved this about him, along with so much else.

“How are you feeling?”

I shook my head. “Nope. I’m not answering that because I haven’t moved. If I don’t move, I won’t feel any pain, right? Then I can just stay here and look at you, and everything’s okay.”

He laughed softly, then sighed as his hand fell away from my face. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” And I wasn’t going to cry. I’d done enough of that. “Where were you?”

He sighed again. “I had things to do, but I’m back. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.”

“Nope. We’re not talking about it. Not moving. Not talking about it. Just staying here in bed all day.” I sent him a blinding smile. I knew it was ridiculous. It wasn’t going to happen, but of all days to hide away from the world, this was the day. And he was finally back.

“I really am sorry.” His voice deepened, and I heard the emotion there. “I had to get things ready, for this war.” He hesitated before adding, “For your sister.”

My sister. My mouth fell open. Why hadn’t I considered that before? “I saw her.”

“What?”

“Outside the club last night. She was there. She saw me.” She’d been crying. “I think she felt bad. She was across the street, part of the crowd watching everything.”

“What?” He sat up, staring down at me now. “She was there?”

I nodded, and fuck—that hurt. “Yeah. Carter, she looks just like me. I thought it was me for a second. I was confused, but now—it was her. I know it.” I thought for a moment. “I might’ve been recognized when I went in. Maybe? It’s not that long of a trip from home. One hour on plane. Maybe…” But that felt odd. She was crying. I couldn’t get that out of my head. “Carter, she looks just like me.”

I couldn’t get her out of my head.

Then I noticed the wall—it was gray. The walls at Noah’s place were tan. I kept looking around. A closet. A fireplace across from our bed with a television mounted on the wall and a desk built in. There was a door that I assumed led to a bathroom or a closet, or both. I didn’t know, but I turned back to Carter. “Where are we?”

“My place.”

“Your place?” The one he’d kept a secret.

He nodded, hesitating for a moment. “I brought you here to be safer.”

“I wasn’t aware you had a place,” I lied.

He grinned. “Yeah, you were. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything before. I meant to, but I was renovating it. Better security measures.”

“Better security measures?”

He nodded.

Someone knocked on the door. “You have a phone call, Mr. Reed.”

“I have to go.”

I rolled my eyes. “I thought we were going to have passionate mad sex here.”

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