Page 130 of Tell Me All Your Lies

“Cara was here for the party idea. Nothing more, nothing less. I don’t know what the fuck you have going on here, but I’m the card guy. That’s all.”

“Got it.”

“Good,” Grant huffs out.

“Cara, my love, get dressed. I need to take you home and fuck you again.”

“Yes, sir.”

I scramble to get my clothes on, knowing that somehow Fred believes Grant and, more importantly, I’m about to come all over again back home.

NINETEEN

Grant

“I don’t knowwhat came over me,” I whisper into Cara’s hair.

“I liked it.” Cara giggles.

“No one gets to see you naked again. No one but me.”

“I think you liked claiming me in front of Fred.”

“You make me feel crazed. Unhinged. A different version of myself that’s been dormant came out.”

“I like that I do that to you.”

She traces shapes absently into my chest with her fingertips.

We’re snuggled together at home on our shared bed. After we got back from Fred’s house, we fucked in the living room and then the kitchen before ending up in here, where I made her come two more times.

I felt like a madman watching Fred try to take advantage of my wife. I knew she could handle herself against a man like Fred, but my normally easygoing side went out the window when I saw his proximity to her.

If Cara hadn’t intervened in the hallway, I would have killed him and covered it up. Then again, when she reminded me that Icouldn’t kill him while I made him watch me fuck her, I realized that we had to be Ace and Cara Weston, not Grant and Cara Sinclair.

What a fucking mess all of that was.

I really believe that Fred thinks I was just trying to get ahead and throw a party in his name as an excuse to impress Taby.

“Are we okay?” I ask.

“Yes. Well, you tell me?”

“Yes. I just don’t want that to become a habit.”

She nods her head against my chest in agreement.

“I love you, Cara. I would say fuck this whole mission if it were up to me. Run away and keep you safe.”

Cara sits up and rests her head in one of her hands and keeps the other on my chest.

“Grant. This is the job. We were able to get carried away because of the job. I don’t want to be with anyone but you. Did I find that incredibly hot? Yes, I did. And I know you did too.”

I let out a long sigh.

“I did.”

“Let it be one of many moments that will make up the story of us.”

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