Page 86 of Tattered Souls
I looked at Chance and said, “Do me a solid, go get Tatum. Tell her I need her.”
Chance jerked his chin.
Moments later, Tatum had her smaller hand in mine, and there we stood as Chief Klein climbed out of his cruiser and walked over to us.
“I regret to inform you that Lance Goins passed away in his sleep last night. Apparently, he Oded. We found copious amounts of insulin in his system.”
Chief looked at me, then at Tatum, and nodded.
Then he looked at me, “You two have a good rest of your day.”
And no, I didn’t miss his smug smile as he walked away.
“He’s gone?” she asked.
I looked down at her and nodded. “Yeah.”
That was when I knew she got it.
She took my hand and led me into the office.
Since Dom and I shared it, she said, “Not to be a bitch, but can you get out right now?”
He looked up and at her, and where her hand was clasped in mine, grinned and nodded.
Then he got up and walked away, nodding.
Before he closed the door, he said, “Think it’s about time to have the garage remodeled. We need two offices.” And with that, he closed the door, whistling the entire way.
Then my woman let go of my hand and dropped to her knees.
Fucking hell.
“Love you, Tatum.”
She looked up at me with so much love and passion in her eyes it was unimaginable, and I knew she meant it when she whispered, “Love you more, Garrick Lucas Griggs.”
And with that, she untied the coveralls from around my waist, lowered them, then pulled my boxers down.
Since it was her, and my cock knew he belonged to her; he was ready and waiting.
The moment she wrapped her beautiful lips around my cock and swirled her tongue; I had to close my eyes.
Holy. Fuck.
I braced my forearms against the wall after she sucked every last drop of cum from my body.
Then she carefully tucked my cock back inside my boxers, pulled my coveralls up, tied them at my waist, leaned up on her tiptoes, and then she pressed a kiss on the underside of my jaw.
And I watched her go, thinking to myself... I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
‘I’m not jealous, I’m territorial. Jealousy is when you want something that’s not yours. Territorial is protecting what’s already yours.’
– Quote Tatum read that explains Garrick.
Chapter 17
Tatum
