Page 52 of Sugar Baby
Cesca’s eyes narrow. “Remember who you’re threatening, Nico.”
“Not a threat. I’m protecting her.”
“From her own mother?” Her flash of incredulity is genuine.
“From everyone. Leave.”
“You can’t…”
“Leave,” I growl. It’s deep and fierce, and to my surprise, it tames the omega who was about to rear up and claw my face off to get to her daughter. But, no. Not even Francesca will get near her now. Sophia was caught in the middle and harmed because of her and Enzo's rift.
She lowers her eyes and hands up, she backs out.
I don’t think for a second that this is over. She will make me pay in ways that I can’t even imagine, but I don’t care. My only job now is to keep further harm from happening to Sophia.
“Thanks,” Sophia mutters, startling me as I thought she was asleep. “I couldn’t deal with her drama right now.”
I smile and stash the gun in the back of my pants. “Figured.”
“You know me so well. Why have I never noticed that before?”
Her green eyes pin mine.
It sends a bolt of lust straight to my cock.
“This thing between us is…”
“Is what?” She interrupts me, sitting up before I can finish my thought.
With a sigh, I admit, “I don’t know. Fun, I guess.”
“But you want it to be more?”
“I know my place.”
“Don’t say that,” she whispers. “Come to me, Nico. I need to feel your strong arms around me.”
“Don’t, Sophia, please. I can’t.” I implore her with my whole being, not to toy with me. It will devastate me to get close to her now, and then have her dismiss me.
“I want you,” she purrs, getting to her knees.
“You have suffered…”
She shakes her head. “I’ve been fine. I’ve been trying to tell you the whole time.”
“You are in your heat.” I’m making every excuse I can think of not to do this, so my heart doesn’t get ripped out.
“Sort of. It was, and I think it’s over, maybe. I’m not sure.”
I give her a confused look, not following.
“Please, Nico. I’m not asking you to shag me. Just hold me. Can you do that?”
Her plea, coupled with the slight pout she has pulled her lips into, is more than I can bear.
I give in and go to her. “Yes, I can do that.”
She lays back down and opens her arms for me. I climb on the bed, and it sinks under my weight. It jostles her over to me, and I wrap my arms around her.
