Page 66 of Possess

He nodded. “Nothing hurts.”

“Everything hurts in a delicious way.” She grinned at him. “I’ve never climaxed that hard.”

“Are you giving me a challenge?”

“No, Sir. Just stating a fact.”

Zeke chuckled. “Rest for a bit.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her eyes closed, and she relaxed in his hold.

Zeke blew out a breath. It wasn’t the first time he had a sub safeword on him, but hearing it from Allyson’s lips was different. He’d have to be more careful next time. Because there would be a next time.

* * * *

A week later, between the home remodel and the new library, Zeke was about to pull his hair out by the roots. Rudy was being a pain in the ass. Zeke pulled up to the library to see his foreman and Rudy arguing.

“Zeke, thank goodness. Would you explain to him that we’re not required to file for a new permit for every little change?” Larry drew his hand through his graying hair.

“I’ve got it, Larry.” Zeke sent his foreman on the way and then looked at Rudy. “What is the issue now?” There had been nothing but issues with Rudy.

“The foundation isn’t up to code,” Rudy said, rocking on his feet.

“I can assure you it is.” Zeke pulled up the paperwork on his tablet. “Right here, it’s passes every single test you demanded, and the information was passed to your office.”

“But you didn’t file that there was a new concrete company used.”

Zeke fought to keep his temper under wraps. “Because I’m not required to. My regular guy was booked. I used another company so we could get this done on time. I made sure everything was up to code.” And then some. He hated that his normal guy couldn’t fit him in, but understood.

“This is going into my report. Also the green replacement isn’t sufficient.”

“Really?” Zeke knew it was. This guy liked throwing things in the way. “Why don’t you write up what you think is missing, because I’m aware of how much green space we removed and how much we’re adding.”

“I’ll do that. I won’t allow you to cut corners like you did with Allyson.” Rudy flipped through his paperwork. “By the way, the plans for the Wilkins’ remodel have an issue. They’re someone else’s design.”

“Excuse me?” Zeke’s fingers curled into his palms.

“I said they’re someone else’s designs.”

“They were done by the architect on record. Maybe you should talk to him.”

“That’s your job.”

“Who is this accusation coming from?” Zeke wanted to tell Gabriel and see what was going on.

“Starr Construction,” Rudy muttered.

“Figures.”

“Here’s the information. I’ll watch for the new plans.” Rudy handed him several pieces of paper and then walked away.

Zeke pulled out his cell phone. “Gabriel, we have a problem. Meet me at the office in twenty.”

Anger churned in his gut. Starr construction. It figures. Zeke was beginning to wonder if Rudy was in their back pocket. First, he had to figure out what was going on. Jumping in his truck, he started the engine and drove to the office.

He didn’t have a fancy office like Starr did. No, he rented a small office space in one of the downtown buildings that held an office for him and one for Gabriel. They had a community conference room they could use when needed. Instead of a receptionist, Zeke used a service if he or Gabriel didn’t answer their phones.

Unlocking the door, Zeke went to his desk and started pulling up information on his computer. Gabriel walked in ten minutes later.

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