Page 147 of Prey

I rubbed it in one arm, then the other, before moving to her shoulders. Her mouth gaped open when I got to her tits, and I played with her nipples a bit, smiling a little at the flush on her cheeks that was already making its way down her chest.

I rubbed some more on her stomach, gliding my hands down on the outside of her thighs and stopping when I got to her foot.

She closed her eyes and let out a small moan when I massaged the arch, her toes curling to indicate her pleasure.

I could feel myself getting hard again.

Fuck, but I didn’t think there would ever be a time when I didn’t want her.

“You know I love you, don’t you?” I asked, letting my hand slide up her legs, stopping around the sensitive part behind her knees.

Her shoulders sagged. “Yeah, I know.”

Her voice was soft, but it was one of those rare occasions that I didn’t know what, or how, she was feeling.

“You know I would do anything for you, don’t you?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

“So let me take on this pain for you. Let me take care of you.”

She looked off to the side, not saying anything. For a moment, I really thought she wasn’t going to, but then her voice came out, soft yet somehow loud in this quiet room.

“My dad’s dead, Roman.”

I took a deep breath.

“I know, baby.”

“And he’s… He’s not who I thought he is—was.”

“I know.”

“I still love him.”

I climbed on the bed and pulled her into my arms. “As you should. There’s no reason to think he was a bad father to you just because he had done some things wrong in his life. I’m not a good man. Do you still love me?”

I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath until she answered, “Of course I do.”

I nodded. “Then that’s all that’s important.”

I looked her over, hesitating, but I knew she deserved to know.

“You know Kai’s in the club, yeah?”

She looked confused over the sudden topic change, but nodded slowly.

“A part of his initiation was to do something for the club. He snuck into Mayor Gallagher’s office and got the insurance file he kept on all his associates.”

Her eyes widened. “My dad—”

I nodded. “Your dad’s in there. We have decided to turn the information over to the press and let the cards fall where they may. But your dad’s name is on there, along with a lot of damaging details that tie him to the Mansen Brotherhood. He’s being hailed a hero right now. This will damage his reputation.”

She didn’t say anything for a moment, and a part of me wished we had never got the information in the first place. But it was only a brief moment, before I remembered the flash drive had been the only reason that bastard, Gallagher, gave us the location to save Ryleigh.

“It has information on other men?” she asked quietly.

“Thirty-two by my count.”

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