Entangled Heart (Ashby Crime Family)

“You’re early. By a lot.”

I glanced down at my phone screen and groaned. He was right. I was early by at least three hours. “Yeah well, maybe I was just that excited to see you.”

It was a cop out, but for as fast as I flew here and as angry and hurt as I felt, I wasn’t quite ready to talk about it.

“I can live with that,” he said with a smile before yanking me inside and pushing me up against the door with a low growl. He flashed a dark, hungry grin, and then his mouth crashed down on mine, and instantly he was devouring me. There was nothing slow or timid or hesitant about the kiss. It was full speed ahead, rushing me right past foreplay and into white-hot-I-need-you-now-sex.

His tongue dipped inside my mouth, and the heat of it had my pussy clenching in my white, cotton panties. His hand cupped my ass, and I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my body up against his like that move could satisfy the heat pooling low in my gut. His other hand went to my ass and lifted me up, sandwiching me between the door and his body, his cock hard and insistent between my thighs, all while his mouth feasted on mine.

Too soon, it was over, and I was back to thoughts of Molly basically abandoning me. I grunted as my body slid over every hard angle of Jamie’s until my feet hit the floor, and I took one more gratuitous feel of his hard abs just because I could.

“Hello to you too, Officer.”

His lips kicked up into a grin and Jamie took my hand and led me to the sofa where I’d deepthroated his cock just a week ago.

“What’s wrong?”

I shrugged and dropped down on the sofa with a grunt. “Who says anything is wrong? Maybe I was just in the neighborhood, and I wanted to stop by and say what’s up.”

“Cut the shit, Madds. What’s going on?”

Did it make me a slut that his tough words hardened my nipples into tight little beads? Did I care? No.

“It’s Molly. She called today and pretty much told me to stop calling her. Can you believe that shit?”

Jamie sighed and nodded. He fucking nodded like he could understand. “She’s been through a lot, Maddie. I know for you this whole search has been difficult, but think about when a grown man, who you’re supposed to trust, betrays that trust and then threatens them and their family if they say anything? She’s probably been programmed to stay quiet. I mean, we don’t know what she’s been through.”

Fuck. That was the last thing I wanted to hear or think about. Of all the bad shit that Molly had been through, I never once considered that shitty pervy priest or the people she went to work for had threatened her to stay quiet. “Thanks for that.”

Jamie laughed and dropped a hand on my thigh. “My pleasure.”

I turned to face him and sighed. “I’m sure she’s been to hell and back, and no matter how hard I’ve tried not to think of the details, I can’t stop. I know she’ll be different. I get that, but I still want her back.”

I sighed again, feeling frustrated that my words wouldn’t come out right. “I’m so angry at Mueller, goddammit. I wish I’d been the one to put that bullet in him.”

It was a petty thought when the asshole was already dead, but I couldn’t help it. The man had taken my sister from me, and it looked like I might never get her back.

“I get that feeling, Maddie. I do.” Jamie let out a long, slow sigh, and I froze, pulling back to get a good look at his face.

“What?”

His dark brows dipped low in confusion. “What?”

I shook my head and gave his chest a shove. “What do you want to say that you don’t know how to say?” It wasn’t like Jamie to keep his thoughts to himself; he was brutally honest. An open book. “You want to stop fucking me, is that it?”

“What?”

“Don’t say what like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Jamie. Just spit it out. We agreed that when this stopped working for one of us, we would just say it and go back to being friends. So, just…fucking say it.”

It was the last thing I wanted to hear, but if that’s where this conversation was going, then I’d rather know now. “Well?”

Jamie stood and shoved his hands deep in his pockets, jaws clenched with his gray eyes glaring down at me. He was pissed.

“I’d tear your clothes off and fuck you right now if I thought it’d knock some sense into you, because clearly you are out of your fucking mind.”

“Just say what you have to say, Jamie!”