Page 116 of Heartless
“Okay,” I whispered.
After she’d let me go, Camila held me against her.“At least twice a week,” she murmured in my hair.
My voice was a little stronger.“I promise.”
Then, Silas wrapped his big hand around my nape, yanked me to his hard chest, and kissed the top of my head.He did all this without saying a word.
Through all this, Jake had stood close.
I waved goodbye with shaking fingers until the doors of the elevator shut.Watching the empty space where my friends had just been, I took a deep breath.It was going to be okay.It was just another step toward being free from freaking Nigel Morrison.A positive step.God, in the last few weeks, I’d been propelled to one place after the other.Places that just happened to me.
Jake’s arm wrapped around my middle.He closed the door and carried me to the sofa where he sat me on his lap.As he cupped the back of my head, I buried my nose in the crook of his shoulder.
“It’s going to be okay, baby,” he said in my hair.I nodded and burrowed deeper.
He held me for a long moment, and when I lifted my eyes to his, he curled his warm hand around the side of my neck and placed a soft kiss on my lips.I needed his tenderness.I opened my mouth, and Jake’s tongue caressed mine in unhurried strokes.His hard penis poked my hip, but we kept kissing as if we had all the time in the world.When I broke from the kiss, we were both panting.The pad of his thumb grazed my temple.
“I’m here, baby.”
“Okay,” I whispered back.
On one last tender lip touch, I sat up.Three sets of keys were lying on the small coffee table.My apartment’s, Jake’s penthouse, and my car keys.Silas had organized my car to be driven into the underground parking lot.
My phone vibrated from the confines of my purse.Since I’d gotten it back, it had rung, chimed, or beeped with information I hadn’t missed.Nigel had sent more than a hundred texts and voicemails.I’d ignored them all.
After retrieving it, I sat beside Jake.“Joel wants to have lunch the day after tomorrow.”
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Jake
News of our return to the city had gone fast.Joel had been the first Morrison Sile and I had targeted but we hadn’t found any pressure points.The man lived on the other side of the world and was basically estranged from the motherfucker.Sienna liked him.But he was a Morrison.
“I’ll go with you.”
Sienna’s curls swayed when she shook her head.“I like Joel.He’s not like Nigel, and I want to hear what he has to say.”
“Sienna—”
She threw her leg in a sexy arc over my lap, and once she was facing me, she placed a soft hand on the side of my face.
“When you said you’d be what I need, did that change because we’ve had sex?”
I slid my hand under her top and caressed the soft skin of her back.“No, baby.”
“I need you to let me do this by myself.We’ll be in a public place.If Nigel shows up, I’ll text you.If anything freaks me out, I’ll call you.”
I pulled her closer.“Sienna—”
“Besides, you have a life, and I’m not expecting you to drop everything for me.”
“You want your independence and autonomy, I get it.But you need to get that you’re no longer on your own.You’ve got us, now.”
“I’ll meet with Joel, and I promise I’ll call you if anything happens.”
The quiet stubbornness of her expression made me hard.“Anything.You call me.”
On a soft sigh, she nodded.Then, her brows knit.“Did you buy the furniture and the kitchen stuff?”
