Page 4 of Triple Power Play 3
I need you to be safe for me, princess.
Three dots pop up, and a smile replaces my unease. It’s not normal—or helpful—to be this excited over a simple text.
Angel
Everything okay?
It will be. Be good and stay with the guys.
Angel
I’m always good
I might be imagining things, but that response feels a little flirty.
Liar. Why are you awake?
Angel
I haven’t been feeling well. Spent most of the day in bed.
It’s likely anxiety, her worrying about Jax, but her being sick only adds to my misery. They’re too preoccupied to care for her properly. I bet they didn’t even check her blood pressure.
Where’s your harem?
Angel
Sleeping. We have an early flight tomorrow.
You need me to take care of you? Say the word, and I’ll be there.
Angel
Go to sleep, Viking.
Nope. Not flirting. Damn.
Yes, princess.
I fall asleep with a stupid grin.
Her scream echoes in my skull. I bolt upright and grab my pistol from the nightstand. I’m shirtless, only in a pair of black boxer briefs. My weapon out in front of me, my heart pounding, I navigate through the suite, finding it empty.
I spin in circles as flashes of lightning fracture the darkness. Only Aurora is here, shaking and frightened. I place my gun down and draw her into my arms. “It’s just a storm, angel. You’re safe.”
She peers up at me, her expression full of fear. “Can I stay with you?”
I hesitate, knowing she’s too much temptation to have in my bed.
Her eyes turn pleading. “Please, Reece.”
My name escapes her lips, and steals my restraint. I lift her, carrying her to the sofa, her soft, silky legs encircling my waist.She straddles me and lays her head on my shoulder. Thunder crashes, and she shivers in my arms.
“Shh. I got you. I’m here.” I grab a blanket from the back of the couch and wrap it around her.
“You can’t want this.”
Why does that sound familiar?Andwhy can’t I want this? I do. I want her so fucking bad. My erection is harder than it’s ever been, throbbing underneath the weight of her perfect ass. “I want this. You know I do.”
