Ride or Die (Rejects Paradise 4)

Colton grabs me around the waist and rolls us so that he’s hovering about me. “Have I ever told you how much I fucking love you?” he murmurs, dropping his lips to mine and kissing me deeply. “You’re the most selfless and incredible woman I've ever met, you know that, right?”

I grin against his lips. “Incredible? Yes, but selfless … that’s not a word I’d use to describe myself.”

“I would,” he tells me, rolling us again so that I straddle his waist and look down at him. He reaches up and brushes my hair off my face. “You’re everything, Ocean.” I can’t help but stare as I look down at him, feeling his warmth spread right through me. “Are you serious about starting a foundation?”

I nod. “I’ve been thinking about it since you first told me about Luca. It’s been on my mind ever since, and every day that need to do something just gets worse. I have to do it. I just don’t know how to make it happen.”

“Then I’ll get it set up for you. We can start it right now and get the best technology and detectives in the world fighting for this cause. You could have a rescue team, an office team. Everything. You can overlook everything as it builds from the ground up, and once you finish college and have the degrees you need, you take over and flourish.”

I shake my head. “I can’t ask that from you. That’s too much. What if I fail, and it’s all a big waste of money?”

“If you have the right people on your team and the best technology there is on offer, then you won’t fail. Not having this shit at your back is only going to hold you back.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, Jade. Besides, having the Carrington name attached to a project like this is only going to improve my brand. We both win here.”

I narrow my eyes. “So, does that make you a business partner, a sponsor, or my boss?”

“It makes me a boyfriend who wants to see his girl fly.”

I roll my eyes but can’t help the wide, beaming smile that tears across my face. “That was cheesy,'' I tell him, holding back a laugh. “So, we’re really doing this? We’re saving the world one kid at a time?”

“Hell yeah, we are,” he says, grabbing hold of me and pulling me down until my lips are on his.

My phone rings on Colton’s bedside table, but we ignore it, way too caught up in our moment until it rings a second time and then a third. I groan and roll over Colton until my hand curls around the phone, only to find Christian’s name flashing on the screen.

Is this what my life is going to be like from now on? Interruption after interruption.

I bring the phone to my ear with an annoyed groan. “What?” I say, deciding a cheery good morning isn’t called for right now.

“Where are you? I’ve been calling you over and over again.”

“Bed,” I snap, not needing to explain myself to him. “What’s going on? You didn’t burn the place down while I was gone, did you?”

Christian ignores my jab and gets straight into the reason for his call. “We got him,” he declares.

My eyes widen. “Really?” I rush out. “Already?”

“Yep. Now get your ass down here and tell us what you want done.”

Christian ends the call without another word and as I turn to look back at Colton, I find him watching me with a curious stare. “What’s going on?” he murmurs, taking in the calculating expression tearing across my face.

“Come on,” I tell him, pulling myself out of bed and dragging him up behind me. “You’re not working today. I need you to come with me.”

“What? Why?” he asks, letting me pull him up.

I glance back over my shoulder and meet his eyes. “You have a threat to come through on and I’m about to make it happen.”Chapter 27“Why are we here?” Colton asks as I tell him to pull up outside the Wolf Den. He glances around nervously, even more so when I reach into his center console and pull out his gun.

“Just trust me,” I tell him, handing it over and watching as he expertly takes it and checks just how many bullets are in it. “I have a feeling you’re going to be pissed if I was to do this instead of giving you the pleasure.”

His brows crease, looking back at me with so much more than just confusion on his face. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he grumbles, opening his door before sliding out.

I follow suit, climbing out of the Veneno, meeting him around the front, and slipping my hand into his. “They’re not going to like that I brought you here.”

“You think?” he scoffs. “Maybe you’ve forgotten that it was only two days ago that I stood with the Widows and blasted bullets towards their heads. I highly doubt that they’ve had enough time to forgive and forget.”