Page 34 of Unburdening His Heart

“Well, I guess the rest of you is pretty cool, too.”

He laughs as he rolls onto his side and props his head on his hand to watch me. I turn my head, looking over at him. I’m still trying to catch my breath from the hottest sex of my life.

“Let’s do that again…soon,” I say playfully, but I’m dead-ass serious. I want to do that over and over with this man. My core and neck are sore in the most delicious way.

He reaches out to take a lock of my hair and wrap it around his fingers. “So, you want to do more of that?” His expression is serious.

I nod and whisper, “Yes.” Yes, a million times yes.

A giant grin overtakes his face. “I think that can be arranged, Ms. Reed.”

I smile back, relieved by his answer. For some reason, I expected him to pull away again. This is a new side to Andrew. To be honest, it’s one I really, really like. It’s also one that scares the shit out of me because I’m feeling more for him.

I glance at the clock. “Oh, shit! I’m late!” I jump out of bed and hurry around the room to grab clothes for after my shower.

His deep chuckle draws my eyes back to where he’s laid out on my bed. His beautiful dick is on full display and still at half-mast. I sigh a little, unsure when I’ll see it again.

I don’t have time to have that kind of conversation with him, either. I’m not even sure if I want to hear his answer. I want to keep seeing him, but I’m unsure how he feels or if he’ll turn into a complete dick again before going back to ignoring me.

I push all of that out of my head as I go into my bathroom to get ready. It might make me a coward, but I don’t know if my heart can take him walking away again.

Chapter Eleven

Andrew

The drive to Jack and Andrea’s is short. All is quiet and calm in Fraser, unlike the shit show I left in Sacramento. I’m worried the press will come here soon. It’s too big of a story for them not to. Which means that there is one more thing I need to talk to Jack about.

I’m meeting with him while Andrea is at work to discuss our game plan for the rest of this trial. Andrea knows I’m in town this morning and that I’m going over to see Jack. However, she doesn’t know anything that’s happened during the trial over the last few days. Charlie did as I asked and steered her clear of any news information.

I’m unsure how I’ll talk to Jack about Morales and manage to avoid exposing what I have on Malcom. Everyone will know eventually, but now isn’t the time. I won’t tell Jack because he’ll want to be honest with Andrea, which I respect, but she is definitely not ready for all I’ve uncovered about our father.

No one is.

I pull into the driveway. I barely get the car in park before Jack opens the front door. I rush to get my suitcase and laptop bag. Jack’s expression is rather angry and tense. He looks stressed. This should be a big celebration of their love for each other. But instead, the shadow of this fucking trial looms overhead.

I finally make it to the front door; Jack holds it open for me. “Morning,” I say with a nod.

“Morning,” his tone is harsh and unrelenting.

I brace myself for this conversation. Jack must have already seen the news coverage and the testimony. Pissed doesn’t even describe the feelings running through me. My guess is I’m not alone in that, and I have a feeling mine pales compared to his.

I set my bags down and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry.” I rake my hand through my hair, frustrated at the whole fucking situation.

“We kept Andrea away from the news. It wasn’t easy, but she doesn’t know yet,” Jack says.

We both take a seat in the living room. “That’s good. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you two could pull it off, but well done.”

“How the fuck did this happen? How did you not know?”

His anger bleeds through his voice, its very energy filling the room and enveloping us. I don’t blame him. I’ve beat myself up enough as it is. I should have seen it coming, but for some stupid reason, I didn’t think Christopher would stoop this low. I’m the idiot for misjudging him…again.

“He was a last minute add to the witness list. Yeah, I should have been prepared for it, and I’ll have to live with that. Unfortunately, that doesn’t matter now. All that matters now is that we need a plan.” I sigh in frustration and regret. What’s done is done.

He stands and paces back and forth. Jack is normally a pretty calm guy, but when it comes to Andrea, he’s fiercely protective. As he should be. I understand why he’s angry at me, but this wasn’t completely within my control.

“What do we know about this Morales bastard?”

I need Jack to calm down so we can work through this together. He can be pissed at me later. “So far only that he has a shady past. Nothing terrible, but he has a prior for lying under oath. That could work in our favor. That dings his credibility.” I sigh, steadying myself. “And…”

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