Page 99 of Triple Power Play 3
I carry her to the door and set her on her feet, then I pull my shirt over my head. Her gaze wanders over my bodyshamelessly. Our eyes connect, and she bites her lip in a failed attempt to conceal her grin.
“So needy.” I playfully slap her ass. “Go get changed.”
When I enter my room, Charlie is lounging in front of the dual-sided fireplace separating my bedroom from the sitting area—or whatever rich people call it. His feet are kicked up on the ottoman as he scrolls through his phone. He glances up. “I didn’t think you’d want me in the security room.”
Thesecurity roomis an impressive setup: fortified walls, a reinforced door, monitors, flatscreens, and plenty of space for us to work. All areas of the property are monitored except the bedrooms and bathrooms.
I take back everything I said about Jax being a stalker—although he is. I’d do the same if I had his enemies. If I were traveling as often as him, I’d sure as fuck want to know if Kyle or Hugo decided to stop by.
“Nothing happened, but thanks.”
“I’ll admit, I laughed my ass offwhen you fell in the pool. You’re losing your touch, going soft.”
I grab my bag and head to the bathroom. “She’s coming in, so behave.”
An hour later, Charlie and I are reviewing Jackson’s list when she graces our presence. She’s in tiny sleep shorts, an off-the-shoulder cable-knit sweater, and matching tall sweater socks—is that a thing? Wool socks, maybe? Her dark hair is loosely braided, and she clutches a mug piled high with whipped cream.
I cock my head and glower. “There better not be caffeine or sugar in that; it’s after nine.”
Lately, she’s constantly craving sugar. I’m asking the doctor to check her glucose level at the next appointment.
She disregards me and shifts her attention to my partner. “Charlie, would you like some hot chocolate? I have sprinkles and cookies,” she singsongs.
He blushes and caves. “Yes, please. Thank you.”
“Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup, you want one?” Feigning innocence, she sips her hot chocolate and licks the whipped cream from her lips.
I give her a sharp glare, and a tinkling giggle erupts from her.
“I will spank you.” Yeah, right. I doubt I could hurt her, even if she did like it.
My dick argues otherwise.
She giggles harder and spins on her heel. “At least you’d be touching my ass.” Always flirtatious.
I watch that ass walk away and sense Charlie’s stare burning into the side of my face. “Don’t open your mouth.”
“Reese’s Pea?—”
I pick up a pen and hit him square in the forehead. “If youeverrepeat that, I’ll strangle you.”
She returns, balancing three mugs of hot chocolate topped with whipped cream and sprinkles and a plate of thick chocolate chip cookies, setting them on the coffee table. The way Jax cooks and eats, I’m destined to gain a hundred pounds. I can’t miss a day at the gym.
Charlie grabs a cookie and immediately starts munching. “We should work here all the time.”
I guide Aurora onto my lap then grab a blanket from the basket between the chairs and cover her. “I’ve got a few more hours. You wanna sit with me or lie in my bed?”
“I can leave and let you work.”
“That wasn’t an option.”
She rolls her eyes, but I know she loves it.
“I’ll finish my drink, then read in your bed.”
For the rest of the night, Charlie and I plan one of LA’s largest raids while sipping hot chocolate and eating cookies.
Life ain’t so bad.
