Page 89 of Knot a Tie
“Seven.”
Silence.
“Mm-hmm.”
More silence.
“Okay.”
She hangs up. “Apparently that was some task force commander. He’s redirecting his team this way.”
I nod, appreciating the efficiency with which that all just happened.
“Please don’t leave me,” she whispers.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I murmur, pulling her into my arms.
“Sorry you got stuck with babysitting me.”
I snort. “Nowhere I’d rather be.”
She looks up at me, fear in her eyes, her heart hammering in her chest. She kisses me, dropping her phone as she crawls into my lap.
“Rayne,” I murmur, intending to push her away. “This isn’t the best time…”
Her hand on my cock stops me from making further complaints for a moment, until my senses return. I know she is looking for a distraction, but we really need to keep our wits about us. I can’t protect her with my cock in her pussy and my head swimming with sexual thoughts.
“After,” I mutter, following my rejection up with a soft kiss.
She sighs but doesn’t get off my lap. She snuggles into me. It’s the best feeling in the world. She is so soft and warm and delicious.
“While I’ve got you here,” she whispers in my ear. “What is it you do?”
“For work?”
I see her nod in the dim light.
“I own property. I flip houses, mostly but have several I rent out.”
“Oh,” she says. “That’s awesome.”
“It works for me. I have a team, so I don’t have to go out and people.”
She giggles. “People are overrated.”
After more snuggling, she asks, “I’m thinking of going back to studying.”
“You should, if that’s what you want to do.”
She tightens her hold on me. “Did you go to university?”
“Oxford.”
“English Lit?”
Startled, I pull back. “How did you know?”
“No one reads Shakespeare in the middle of the night unless they’re trying to bore themselves to sleep.”
