A Forever Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 1)

He chuckled, pulling her into him, so her back pressed against his chest. Together, they watched as the water danced and spun to music and light. It was magical.

“Should I be looking for anything special?” she asked, hoping she wasn't missing something important.

He laughed. “I don't think it can spell someone's name or anything. It's just a special show, just for you.” He dipped his mouth to kiss the curve of her neck into her shoulder. “But if it could, I would do it for you.”

A happy warmth filled her, and she leaned back into him. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around her as they watched their personal water show. This definitely had been a night to remember.

Chapter 19

Carter

Carter stretched out in the darkness and felt warmth beside him. He looked over to see Mia still sleeping peacefully beside him. Her hair was spread out across the pillow just like he'd imagined so many times. Heat twisted in his belly, a desire to feel her touch yet again, but he didn't want to wake her. She looked so beautiful and peaceful that he almost didn't dare to breathe for fear he might disturb her.

For the first time in his life, he had everything he ever wanted.

His phone chirped with a message, and he quickly scrambled to silence it. He read it his blood ran cold.

Urgent security issue. Need to speak to you immediately.

-Brian Cards

Carter glanced once more at the sleeping beauty next to him and sighed before getting out of bed. Brian wouldn't message him unless it was very important. He sighed once more, rolled out of bed, and slipped into one of the pre-heated robes from the closet.

He texted Brian to come into their suite as he closed the door to the bedroom behind him and went to the kitchen. A full breakfast was already laid out, complete with french toast, pancakes, waf

fles, fruit, eggs, and other breakfast delights all on heated trays and ready whenever they wanted. Carter went for the coffee first.

He had just sat down at the table with his cup of caffeine when Brian walked in. The big man's face was dark and dangerous.

“What happened?” Carter asked, taking a sip of coffee.

“The ranch garage was set on fire,” Brian said, sitting across from him. Carter nearly spit out his coffee.

“What?!” Not only did Carter have some of his favorite cars in there, but he also had several of his projects including the newest car he showed to Mia. It was all backed up on cloud storage, but the loss of the garage would be a blow to his creativity.

The fact that it was fire made his stomach turn to stone.

“The fire system caught it before it did any damage,” Brian quickly added seeing Carter's panic. “But there was a message burned into the side of the wall.”

Brian set his tablet on the table and pushed it toward Carter. A picture of the garage was on the screen. The words “YOUR FAULT” were burned into the side of the building, along with some blackened edges and scorched wood along the beams.

Carter was glad he was sitting down. His blood wasn't pumping right, and he was having difficulty staying calm. If he had been home and not on this trip, he would have been in that garage. It was where he spent all his time, and he often slept in there when he wasn't working with the horses. He would have seen the flames again.

He carefully took another sip of coffee, using the motion to buy him some time to think. His mind was lost to the flames for a moment before calming himself. It wasn't the same as before. Still, the fear gripped him. He'd never been so happy to be in Vegas.

“Are there any leads?” he asked after a moment.

“We have a possibility, sir.” Brian reached for the tablet and swiped to another screen. “It's been a lot of leg work. The messages seem to indicate they blame you, and we've been exhausting all legal issues related to the cars. We've got a couple of possible suspects, and the police are working closely with us. We're cross-referencing it with everything we had from the office bombing. With any luck, we'll have answers soon.”

“Thank you, Brian,” he said. There wasn't much evidence to the office bombing to compare anything to, unfortunately. Every part of the bomb was available at a regular gas station, and they had no video footage. The cameras were blocked, so nothing usable was recorded. Carter sighed and took another sip of coffee. At this rate, he was going to need another cup soon. “Is everything still good for today? I want to show Mia the high roller experience.”

“Yes, sir,” Brian said with a nod. “The hotel security has been a pleasure to work with, yet again. I hope we managed to stay unobtrusive last night?”

Carter nodded. “I don't think she even realized you were here. Good job.”

“My pleasure, sir.” Brian stood from the table. “Is there anything else you need, sir?”

“No, thank you.”