Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 131799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
Our kiss turns desperate and his fingers drop to swipe through my flesh.
“Mmm,” he moans as he circles them deeper. “This beautiful cunt of yours is dripping wet.”
My eyes close and his hands take my jaw, turning our kiss desperate.
We turn into animals and kiss like there’s no tomorrow. I tear his jacket over his shoulders as he rips his tie to loosen it. I unzip his pants and slide them down his legs. I move to the buttons on his shirt. I can’t get them undone fast enough.
Quick, quick!
I grab his shirt and take it off. He stands before me, naked except for his tie. I grab the tie and drag him to me to kiss him with everything I have.
His cock is hard and I can feel the pre-ejaculate smear on my stomach.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he growls as his eyes flicker with dangerously high arousal.
I kneel on the bed and drop to my elbows as my heart beats hard in my chest.
Tonight, I’m all his and I’m living the army dream.
Prepare for combat.
I wake to the sound of Ben in the bathroom. It’s early and still quite dark.
I roll to my side and watch him. He walks out into the bedroom, unaware that I’m awake, and picks up his pants to rustle around in the pocket. He digs out a napkin, reads it and then walks out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.
Huh? I frown.
What’s he doing? What was he doing with that napkin?
I lie in the dark for a moment as I think. He was reading something. Who gave him a note at last night’s function, and why didn’t he show it to me? I troll my brain for an answer.
Nicole.
“You don’t know him like I do… I would be insecure if I were you. Ben and I go way back.”
I lie in the dark and think. I didn’t feel insecure at all last night when I saw her. I felt cherished and respected, and I’m normally a very confident person. But why did he sneak out in the dark and close the door behind him just now if he has nothing to hide.
I roll over, annoyed with myself for feeling like this.
Stop it, we’ve been through way too much to be together for him to fuck it up now.
Imagine that, though. He comes back and snaps his fingers and I drop everything to fall back into his arms… all the while he’s still hooking up with his long-time booty call.
My stomach rolls.
Stop it.
He wouldn’t, I know he wouldn’t. That’s not who Ben is.
A little voice from deep in my psyche whispers a disturbing thought. You thought you knew him before. Will you ever really know this man?
What is real and what is a façade that he’s created?
Stop it, stop thinking of this shit. It’s not true.
It’s just not true. I know him. I know I know him.
I rustle around in bed as I try to make myself go back to sleep.
Is he out there, calling her right now?
If I don’t go out there now, I’ll never know.
Fuck this, because I do need to know. I throw the blankets back angrily and sneak out of the bedroom.
He’s at the kitchen counter in the dark with his laptop open. The light from the screen lights up the space.
I fold my arms defensively in front of me. “What are you doing?” I ask.
His eyes flicker up and he snaps the laptop closed, looking guilty. “Nothing. Just checking emails. I couldn’t sleep.”
“Bullshit,” I reply.
He picks up the computer and the napkin. “What are you talking about, Bridget?”
“What’s on the napkin?”
“Nothing.”
“Liar.” I hold out my hand. “Show me.”
He screws up his face. “What?”
“You heard me. Hand it over.” I open and close my hand.
“You’re being ridiculous,” he snaps as he brushes past me, heading back into the bedroom.
I storm after him as I begin to see red. “Did one of your girls write you a love letter?” I yell.
His face falls in surprise. “No. They didn’t!” he yells back.
“Don’t you yell at me!” I yell.
“Go to sleep, Bridget.”
“The only place I’ll be going is the airport if you don’t tell me what’s on the napkin.”
“Work stuff. And don’t fucking threaten me. I don’t lie to you! I’ve never lied to you!”
“What work stuff?”
“You’re impossible. Leave it alone.”
“Ben,” I say calmly. “Show me the napkin, please.”
He glares at me and hands it over. I open it.
If something happens to me
Safety deposit box 1190
Strawberry Hills
Code –33996425
I glance back up at him. “Who gave you this?”
He clenches his jaw. “Jason Steele.”
My eyes widen and I feel like a fool. “Oh.”
He brushes past me, into the bathroom, and turns the shower on before he quickly hops under the water.
Fuck. I just carried on like a two-year-old.
I walk into the bathroom. “I’m sorry.”