Page 129 of Recklessly Rogue

“Okay, let’s talk,” I tell her.

She hugs me again, then pulls back. She smiles at me and lifts a hand to my cheek. “There’s nothing more to talk about. I love you, Henry. I just want to be with you wherever you are.”

“I love you too. And I just want to be with you. I was on my way to the airport from here. I said goodbye to Cian, Scarlett, and Mariah last night. I was going to be with you tonight.” I squeeze her thighs. “For good.”

She stares at me. “Really? For…good?”

“Do you really think you can get rid of me now?”

She smiles. “God, I hope not.” She suddenly flings her arms around my neck again. “Oh God, Henry! I love you!” She pulls back just as suddenly. “But I’m not going to make you leave Cian.”

“Well, we can stay here if you really want to but…”

She arches her brows. “But?”

“I think we’re going to be bored here.”

She laughs in surprise. “What?”

I nod, my grin growing. “We did too good of a job. They’re all fine. They’re taking care of each other. They don’t need us.”

She seems to think that over. “Oh. Well, that’s good. But we could stay here and just… relax?”

I snort. She grins.

We are not the type to relax. Not for longer than maybe a week on a gorgeous private beach somewhere.

“We could,” I say. “Or we could go to a new city and find some new people who need us.”

Her eyes get a little shiny, but she nods. “Yeah. We could do that.”

“I think weshoulddo that.”

“That sounds really good.”

“Let’s go to our new apartment, Gem. Right now. I want to fuck you in every single one of those roomstonight.”

I feel the little shiver that goes through her.

“Okay.”

“Come on. Let’s go get your stuff and leave. My bags are already in my car, and the plane is on standby.”

“My stuff?” she asks.

“Your suitcase.”

She spreads her arms. “I didn’t bring a suitcase.”

“What?” I laugh.

“I called Jonah and asked if he could get me here. He said yes, he could get me a charter, but I had to get to the airport right away. So I called Sammy and he came to get me. It was super early this morning. You know I’m not a morning person. I just got in the car and then got on the plane.”

I love that she knew she could call Jonah. I love that he made this happen. I love that Jonah didn’t tell me that she’d called him for help. Then again, it had to have been around three in the morning. “You went to the airport in your pajamas?” I asked.

“It’s a private plane,” she says with a shrug. “And I was coming straight to the house to see you.” She laughs. “I didn’t think I’d be in public.”

“This bar with those people out there isn’t really public.”

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