Page 145 of Out on a Limb
And all the payments were behind.
“You think that’s what he maxed everything out to buy?”
Collette nodded again.
We’d spent more than a few dinners discussing what might have been going on.
And this exact scenario was one of our most likely options.
“Maybe you’ll get some of the money he stole from you then.”
“Maybe.” She said the word slowly.
Like there was something she wasn’t telling me.
“What?”
She rubbed her lips together. “Maybe I should consider buying the lot.”
I dropped her wrists. “You want to buy the lot?”
I knew it was something she’d pushed for when it sold initially, but right now we were still trying to get the garden back on its feet. Expanding didn’t seem like a great idea.
“Not by myself.” She rocked onto her toes the way she did when she was excited about something. “I have a potential business partner.”
“You want to bring a partner on at the garden?”
“No.” Collette’s hands went to the waistband of my jersey shorts. “Just the property behind it.”
I was trying to keep up, but the brush of her fingers so close to my dick was stealing most of my attention. “Two separate things?”
“Two separate things.” She came a little closer as she worked the shorts lower.
“What would go behind the garden?”
“The same thing that was going there before.” She shoved the wet shorts past my hips, freeing my already straining cock. “Houses.”
“That would be ironic.”
“Ugh.” Her head tipped back. “We’re going to talk about the definition of ironic.”
I pushed against her, kicking off my shorts as I shoved her down the hall. “You’re telling me that you getting to do what Alan was willing to fuck you over to accomplish isn’t ironic?”
“He was willing to do more than fuck me over.” Collette grabbed on as I hefted her up and against me. “He was willing to—”
I covered her mouth with mine, dragging her down to the bed we shared every night.
I couldn’t hear it again.
The threat Alan made seconds before I managed to get one good punch in.
I couldn’t stand the thought of it.
Because Collette was mine. Every crazy, brave, wild part of her.
And if anyone tried to take her from me I’d go straight to plan C.
Murder.
