Page 69 of Hushed

Chapter 13

Gage

Once again, Gage found himself pacing Kenzie’s living room, unable to shake the anger and fear that came with the realization that she was in danger.

After his middle of the night shower, he came to the bedroom to find her sleeping, so they napped instead of having sex. It was intimate in a way he hadn’t realized he needed until it happened.

As he planned his approach to the situation he faced, she consumed every thought. The mission from the White House took a back seat to taking care of her, but he couldn’t forget about his mission entirely. He would need to split his time in order to accomplish both objectives. Unfortunately, he hadn’t counted on having to deal with the police or Evie’s crazy ass the second he’d landed yesterday. All his careful planning seemedpointless since he was flying blind until he figured out what the hell Evie was up to.

“What’s wrong?”

He turned at the sound of Kenzie’s voice, and his pulse sped up when he found her leaning against the door frame of her office, still in her pajama shorts and a tank top so thin he could clearly see her jewelry. One tug on the straps with his finger and her perfect nipples with their pretty piercings would spill out for him to admire. “What makes you say something’s wrong?” he asked, clearing his throat to hide the arousal he was suddenly overwhelmed with.

Her laugh held a hint of sarcasm as she waved a hand in his direction. “The way you’re prowling my living room like a caged lion? Or the way you haven’t unclenched your fists since we got up this morning?”

He looked down at his hands. Sure enough, they were balled into tight fists. “It’s nothing. I don’t like that someone is harassing you. Especially when it’s someone from my past. That isn’t fair to you.” He flexed his fingers and motioned her to him.

His phone rang, and he jerked it out of his pocket as she approached and wrapped her arms around his middle.

“This is Gage,” he barked.

“Mr. Allard, it’s Nathan Hudson from the health department. We appreciate your call about The Cage.”

“What are you doing about that dump?” His professionalism was slipping, but he didn’t care.

“We’ve sent an inspection team out, and if things are as bad as you say they are, we’ll be shutting them down pending further investigation.”

“If you don’t find enough to shut them down, I will take matters into my own hands.”

Kenzie ran her hands up and down his back and cupped his ass and squeezed. He frowned at her and pulled the phone awayfrom his mouth, putting a hand over the mic. “Behave, little imp.”

She grinned up at him but kept her hands where they were.

“Mr. Allard, I can’t encourage you to do anything outside of legal channels.”

Gage let out a sinister laugh that had Kenzie shuddering against him, and he slipped his free arm around her as he exhaled and tried to respond calmly.

“I’m not going to do anything illegal. But I do have a lot of connections, and I’m not above using them to make sure these people are shut down and never get another business license in this city again.”

The man on the other end of the call didn’t seem impressed with his connections and reiterated that Gage had done enough, and the health department would take care of it.

He said a terse goodbye and tucked the phone back in his pocket.

“What are you doing, little imp?”

Her grin got wider, and she squeezed his ass again. “You’ve been here for more than twelve hours, and you haven’t made me come yet.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Is that so? Have you earned an orgasm?”

She bit her lip and lifted one shoulder. “I sure hope so. I’m a cum slut. Don’t cum sluts always deserve orgasms?”

He let out a short laugh as his dick came to life. “Is that what you are?”

She flashed him her signature grin. “I came across the term on Fetlife the other night. And now that I’ve figured out how to orgasm during sex, it definitely fits.”

“And why haven’t you shared your Fetlife profile with me yet?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

She shrugged. “It never occurred to me. But we can be friends.”

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