Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
“Why would you do that?”
“So I can eat your pussy,” he said like that was a normal thing to say. He tugged on her hand. “I’ll tell one of the subs to deliver your bag and boots to the locker room. They’ll be thrilled.”
She tugged back. “But if we march through the dungeon, everyone will know.”
He stopped, those gorgeous eyes of his narrowing. “And that’s a problem why?”
He wasn’t thinking. “Cooper, I told you I wasn’t angling to be your girlfriend. We don’t need all these people in our business.”
“Are you ashamed to be seen with me?”
It was time for her eyes to narrow. With irritation. “No. I don’t want people talking about me.”
“You don’t care if people talk about you. You roll your eyes and walk away. So this is about me. I don’t care if they know. I’m going to ask how this is supposed to work because the team is usually in pretty close confines. Hence your father’s regular bouts with hysterical blindness. Are we going to go to seedy motels? I’m not against that. It can be sexy, but again, I thought we were all about expediency. We’re not going to be doing it in whatever safe house we find ourselves in? What’s the point then?”
She hated that he sounded so practical and that he was using her own argument against her. Did she care? Did she care if everyone knew she finally got into Cooper’s silky boxers? Didn’t they all already think she pined for him? When they broke up, it could really be over. Or she could tell whoever asked they could bite her ass and it wasn’t any of their business. Because it wasn’t.
She looked down at the hand on hers. Would she be able to come back here after it was over? Able to watch him with some sweet sub who would give him everything he needed?
Was she doing this to break with him or to break with everything in her life and start over? Was the idea of splitting off and working for someone who hadn’t been there when she was born playing around in her head?
If she left, she could be free. Free to be whoever she truly was. Lou didn’t need her anymore. Her sister was going to end up with that Canadian operative. She would have to watch them all settle in and become something she could never be.
“Okay.”
The hand around hers softened, and she realized he’d been holding on pretty tight. Had he thought she would run? He seriously underestimated how shitty her knee was.
“Okay? Okay, we can go to a privacy room or okay, we’re not doing this?” Cooper asked, his gaze intense on her.
“Privacy room,” she whispered. “And anyone who has a problem with it can kick dirt.” She thought of another positive. “Hey, they’ll probably start betting on us, and since we’re not really together except for the sex stuff, we can control it. We can make some money off this.”
Rent wasn’t cheap, and it was good to multitask.
He huffed and then did something completely unexpected. Kala thought she was pretty good at tactical maneuvers, including figuring out what her opponent’s next move was in any fight. She knew Cooper’s style, and he was laid back and patient.
This man was anything but patient. He leaned over and shoved his big, stupid strong arms under her knees and lifted her against his chest.
She hadn’t been picked up since she was a kid and her dad carried her around. Well, not when she was conscious anyway. “What are you doing?”
“Saving myself time. You’re right. I’m incredibly horny, and now I have a fuck buddy. Also, there are a bunch of stairs between us and the privacy rooms. I’m thinking of your knee.”
Good. She could go with his reasoning. It also felt nice.
He managed to get the door open, and immediately the industrial thump of music was all around her. And sex. She could hear the sounds of sex and pleasure, and was she about to find out what that really meant?
She needed this. She would be a better operative for doing this, and no one ever had to know how afraid she’d been all these years.
She heard someone gasp as Cooper strode by the main stage and then felt every damn eye on her. He stopped when he found Mattie at the edge of the crowd, looking up at a big guy with wide eyes. Flirting. He was a lot more flirty after a good thwacking. If he got some tonight, she’d done her job.
Mattie turned and stopped, staring at them.
“When you get a chance, deliver the Mistress’s kit and boots to the locker room. Her sister is in there, and she’ll store them for her,” Cooper commanded. “They’re in the red room.”
Mattie nodded. “Yes, I know which room and yes, I will.” He put a hand over his heart. “Are Mommy and Daddy actually going to do it this time?”