Chapter Twenty-Nine
Candace
The buzz of Dominic’s phone pulls us apart.
It’s morning again.
He moves away from my lips and picks up his phone on the nightstand.
I sit up and pull the sheets over my breasts, holding my breath when he looks at the screen.
Every time his phone rings, I wonder if it's someone with news of Richard.Or news of Jacques. I know Dominic is investigating him too, although he hasn't told me so.It makes sense he would, and it's a good thing.
“I’ll be back in a bit,” he says and walks out of the room.
I wait eagerly and mull over what's going on.It's now Tuesday and I feel more like I've been on a mini break.Being here in this awkward situation has thrown me off tangent but I think I might have needed the downtime.
God... it's crazy. All of it.I'm here because Dominic won me in an auction, but it's like I'm automatically giving him that second chance.Sure, I am bound by a contract I foolishly signed to do as he says but giving him another chance is a matter for my heart to decide.Not something he can tell me to do, even if he has, and even though I've been having sex with him.
My brain burns when I think of all the things I've done with him.I'm embarrassed that it feels like I've hardly put up a fight when it's not that at all.When it comes to Dominic, I'm fighting against what my heart wants.
Despite the reasons that brought me here, telling him about Richard Fenmoir has made me trust him again.Especially knowing he'll specifically be making time to help me outside of everything else going on.
When he comes back into the room, my heart does a flutter and my nerves hitch.
He's wearing that expression of worry again.He looked like that earlier when I woke.
“I have to go out for a little while, but I’ll be back later,” he says.
“Where are you going?”
“It's business.”
“Oh. What kind of business?"
The look he gives me is one I’m used to.It’s the look the brothers all give me when they’re off to do something dangerous, and I’ve asked a question I shouldn’t.Or one they can’t answer.
"The kind I don't want you worrying about.I just have something important I have to check out."
"Okay." I tuck a lock of hair behind my ear.
He moves back to me and brushes his thumb over my cheek.“I’m still working on Richard Fenmoir, so don't worry.I did some digging around last night when you went to bed and didn't find much, but that's not something you didn't know.It's gonna take time, but I promise I'll keep you updated every step of the way."
"Thanks, I really appreciate that."
“I know you do.” He straightens."Cory is going to stay here with you until I get back.”
“Shouldn’t I just go to work today?”
"Nope, you can relax and make sure you eat." The corners of his lips turn up into a sexy grin.
"I can't just stay here and relax and eat." I chuckle.
"Yes, you can because you have to do as I say.I'm a tits and ass kind of man.I'm obsessed with yours. You didn't eat much yesterday and I don't want you to lose weight or go fading away on me.In case you didn't notice, my new favorite hobby is exploring your body."
While I turn crimson, he simply laughs.
I don't think I've ever met anyone who could switch between personalities so effortlessly and seamlessly, and creatively.He manages to shock me every time he speaks.It was the same when we were kids and he'd talk about something he was scheming.His crude sexual language and dirty mouth are, however, miles different from his childhood plights of trouble.