Even when he handed her into the waiting car, he merely nodded before backing off. As she rolled away from the stately mansion, she wondered about her two mystery lovers. Leaning her head back against the seat, she closed her eyes and relived those erotic moments when their mouths and hands worked over her body. Shed had good sex before, but this? This went beyond a quick, sweaty fuck, or even the more sensual lovemaking shed indulged in. And she couldnt figure out why.
Sure, it was a new experience, and damn, but she knew what sweet little Faith saw in the kink. But her first lover . . . he was something special. It hadnt just been sex to him, and it galled her to be so damn girly right now and say mushy shit like that, but the man hadnt fucked her. Shed been around enough to know the difference. Lover number two had fucked her and fucked her hard. Lover number one had made sweet, bone-melting love to her, and damn, but she wanted to know why.
Chapter 8
“So are we ignoring what happened?" Micah asked.
Nathan cast him a disgruntled look as the two headed into Malone and Sons.
"Work aint where I want to talk about it," he muttered.
And yeah, ignoring it worked for him just fine. He was still reeling from the experience, but that didnt mean he wanted to gush on about it like a damn girl.
"Look, I dont want to recap. You just seem kind of weird about it. If its going to mess things up, then Id rather call it quits now. Just remember, it was your idea. "
Nathan was prevented from replying as they entered Faiths office. The smells of fresh coffee and doughnuts made his mouth water. Damn, but the woman took good care of them all.
"Morning, sweet thang," Micah said as he kissed Faith smack on the lips.
Nathan shook his head. It amazed him that Micah hadnt gotten his ass kicked by a jealous man yet. He went through life loving women, and didnt much give a shit who else loved them.
"Morning, you two," Faith said. "Whys Nathan so grumpy?"
Nathan frowned and slouched in a chair with his cup of coffee.
"PMS," Micah offered. -
"Morning," Connor drawled as he walked through the door.
He stopped long enough to ruffle Faiths hair, which started an immediate argument between them. For two people who had absolutely no blood relation, theyd gotten the sibling squabbling down pat. Even though Pop had adopted Faith, Nathan swore she looked enough like Connor to be his real sister.
"Wheres your man this morning?" Connor asked Faith.
She scowled. "Just because Im wearing his ring doesnt mean I have to keep up with him every minute of every day. "
"Quit giving her a hard time," Micah said mildly. "I dont want her to threaten to cut off our coffee again. "
"Dude, you are one pussy-whipped son of a bitch," Connor said with a laugh.
Micah arched one eyebrow. "You say that as if its a bad thing, my friend. "
Connor slung one leg onto Faiths desk and slid over until he was sitting on the edge, coffee in hand. He reached for the doughnut box and rifled through it until he picked up one with sprinkles.
Nathan cracked up. "Speaking of pussy. Youre eating a doughnut with sprinkles, man. "
Connor looked down and frowned then shrugged and stuffed half the doughnut in his mouth. "More sugar," he muffled out.
He pinned Nathan with a stare. Uh-oh, here it came.
"So, you catch up with Julie yet?”
Heat crept up Nathans neck, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Yeah, Nathan, you catch up with Julie?" Faith asked, her eyes gleaming with unholy glee.
"Leave the guy alone," Micah said. "Hell work things out with Julie in his own time. "
Connor chuckled and wiped sugar from his chin. "He has to catch her first. "
Gray strode through the doorway of Faiths office, his blue eyes stormy. Ignoring the others, he stalked to Faiths desk, slapped his palms down on the surface and leaned over until his eyes were level with Faiths.
Nathan exchanged surprised looks with Micah and Connor. This had to be worth the price of admission.
"Why the hell did you cancel our wedding?" Gray demanded.
Connor eased from his end of the desk and took a step back. Micahs eyebrows shot up and Nathan studied Grays tense body language, but none of the men made any move to give the couple their privacy.
Faiths cheeks lit up in a blush. "Not here, Gray. "
Gray didnt even look around. His gaze never left hers. "Why?"
"Because its not private!"
He shook his head. "Thats not what I meant, and you damn well know it. "
Nathans brow crinkled. Faith and Gray having problems? Gray was head over ass in love with the girl. It was killing him that they hadnt tied the knot yet, and now she had canceled the wedding?
Or maybe all the women of his acquaintance were just nuts. Serena was balking over Damons wedding proposal, although Nathan didnt entirely fault her for that. Serena seemed to be an intelligent woman, and maybe she had reservations about all the female flesh Damon dealt in.
A scowl crossed his face just thinking about the idea that Damon might have seen Julie naked.
Hell.
"You dont trust me. "
Nathan looked up to see a look of hurt cross Faiths face as she launched her accusation. Uh-oh. If she teared up, he was out of here. He was positively useless when it came to a woman crying. Micah didnt look any more comfortable. Connor was scowling, though, and had taken a belligerent stance, legs apart, arms crossed over his chest.
It seemed the entire world had gone mad. Maybe Jupiter was out of alignment, or Mars or Venus, or whatever the fuck the planets did when people lost their minds.
"Trust? Trust? This has nothing to do with trust and everything to do with you pulling the rug out from under me. Damn it, Faith, whats going on here?"
And if Faith was hurt, Gray looked terrified. It was a fascinating thing to see this big man, an ex-cop, brought to his knees by a sweet, shy woman like Faith. Nathan remembered just how devastated Gray had been when Faith had been kidnapped. Hed never forget the terror in the other mans eyes. Love did some freaky shit to a man, no doubt.
Lust might make a man stupid, but love made him vulnerable.