Page 113 of Falling Into Forever
His lips curl at the corners. “I’m sort of particular about sofa cushions. And when I got here, they were all messed up like someone had slept on them, so I checked the security footage. He went through my home office too, which means he also went through the one at Ascendancy.”
“Did he take anything? What does he want?”
Dante leans back and rests his head on the back of the sofa. He lifts the phone so I’m looking down at him.
He’s so freaking beautiful. Half of his face is hidden in shadow, but it turns his features into a work of art. His thick brows lift as I stare at him, and heat creeps up my neck. I was so lost in staring at him that I forgot to listen.
“Oh, crap. What did you say?”
“I said it doesn’t matter what Trent wants. And now I’m telling you that I miss you, but this time it’s different. This time I know I’m going back to you, and it makes me so angry that I’m wasting time here when I could be there, holding you.”
“You’ll be home soon.”
“Not soon enough,” he grumbles.
“What’s your plan?”
He sighs, and it’s so heavy I swear it kisses my face from across the country. “Tomorrow, I’m going in to talk to my employees. I’ll figure out what kind of packages I can offer them. I have a pretty good idea of who betrayed me, and I have a program working through our servers now that will give me confirmation. I’ll turn that over to the police.”
“I’m sorry you have to do that.”
His smile is sad, and obviously for my benefit because it shows off the dimple that I love.
“Dante?”
“Hmm?” Lines of exhaustion appear on his face that I hadn’t noticed before.
“Are you sure this is what you want to do? You worked so hard to build that company into what it is today. You want to just give it all up?”
“Saylor.” It sounds like a scolding, and I suppress a grin. “I promised myself a long time ago that if I ever got the chance to love you again, that’s the only thing that would matter. And honestly, selling lies for misbehaving celebrities was never my goal. It happened because I was too heartsick to figure out what I did want.”
My palms itch, but I don’t clench my fists.
“I’m not heartsick anymore, sweetheart. And those misbehaving celebrities paid a pretty penny for me to rehab their image, so now I’ll have the chance to figure out what else I want in my life. But my life begins and ends with you, so the sooner I get home, the sooner we can get our HEA.”
I raise my brow, but a snigger escapes anyway. “HEA? Have you also been researching romance terms?”
“You know I did. And I’ve got to tell you, there’s a lot I’m willing to try, but RH isn’t one of them.”
I laugh so hard my stomach cramps. “You’re not into a reverse harem story?”
“No, you misunderstand. I’ll read the shit out of that, especially if you write it, but there’s not a chance in hell I’ll share you with anyone. Ever.” His tone has dropped dangerously low, and I swallow past the nerves.
“Never?” I squeak.
His eyes darken, and I swear his gaze teases every nerve ending in my body.
“I’ll give you anything you want, but no, I’ll never share you.” His expression is hard, and his lips press into a thin line. Oh shit. Now I’ve done it. He’s angry, and I can’t help but find it funny.
“Well, that’s good,” I wheeze, sucking in laughter. “I’ve never been very good at sharing either.” My entire body melts into my chair, and I press my thighs together. “I wrote a sexting scene today,” I blurt.
Dante’s face morphs immediately from borderline anger to white-hot need.
“Tell me more,” he groans.
Using my notebook, I fan my face. I don’t even stop when he chuckles.
“This is going to be a long couple of weeks,” I mutter.
