Thousands Read Online Pepper Winters (Dollar #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Dark, Drama, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Dollar Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 120995 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
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There wasn’t one perfect fix for everyone. Each person was different. Some needed chemical help. Others just needed to talk. Some needed a new environment to heal. Others just needed loved ones around them.

My mother, despite her flaws, was good at her job, and her motto was simple:

Literally S.I.M.P.L.E.

Sometimes

Impossible

Mostly

Probable

Largely

Explainable.

She meant that the impossible cases normally came with probable reasoning and those explanations could be used—if not to find a cure, then definitely to grant an easier way of life for the suffering.

She studied all walks of life to understand and focus on her clients’ strengths and not their weaknesses—even if those weaknesses included crime.

Elder had a weakness; there was no denying that.

But he also had so many, many strengths.

And those strengths might be the key to sleeping with me without trying to kill us with an obsession that could never end.

One, two, three…

Repetition was his strength.

Could it work in the bedroom?

Was it conscious or unconscious?

Deciding to test my theory, I raised my glass of water and toasted him. “To my gracious host and for everything he’s done for me.”

His cheeks darkened in a suspicious masculine blush as he copied me and held his glass aloft. With a regal smile, he clinked with mine then held it to his lips.

I sipped once.

One time.

Like a normal person would in a toast.

Then put my glass back onto the table.

Elder, on the other hand, took another sip, followed by another before placing it down.

That could’ve been a coincidence. He could’ve been thirsty.

Needing another experiment, I pulled out what I’d been able to scrounge up this afternoon. I’d felt terrible asking, but boredom made me look for other ways to entertain myself. When a girl I’d become friendly with came to clean my room, I’d asked with flaming red cheeks if she had any one dollar bills.

She’d raised an eyebrow but hadn’t asked why. It wasn’t like a dollar could buy me freedom if that was my intention. Instead of giving me the single I’d asked for, she’d passed over a small handful and smiled. She’d given them as a gift even when I told her I’d pay her back…even if it meant dismantling my upcoming origami creations and ironing the bills to return to her.

I’d intended to teach myself from unfolding one of Elder’s. I had visions of creating a perfect crane and giving it to him like he gave currency animals to me, hopefully making him as happy as he made me.

But no matter how many hours I’d tried…I couldn’t do it. The folds didn’t work, the creases didn’t compute in my brain. I’d become far too frustrated and ready to tear up the money rather than create art with it.

This was Elder’s expertise, and if I was to learn, I needed the master to teach me directly. It didn’t matter that this lesson came with other intentions as well—veiled and secret research into him as a person.

Smoothing out the creases from my failed attempts, I deliberately placed four notes on the table and pushed them toward him.

His shoulders stiffened. His hands unwrapped from around his knife and fork. “What’s this?”

“I want you to teach me origami.”

“Now?”

“I’m not really hungry.”

He looked up. Our eyes glued together, and once again, that nasty tingly tension sprang into awareness.

Please let this work.

I needed a kernel of hope if I was ever going to attempt seducing Elder again.

Seduce?

That word…what a foreign word.

What a strange concept that I could even think about seducing someone.

Pride immediately followed my surprise. How far I’d come from deploring sex to scheming ways in which to earn it. How quickly I’d braved my past to clutch onto the passion Elder made me feel.

I ought to be embarrassed for orgasming on his leg yesterday; instead, I found myself sitting taller. He’d given me that release, but if I hadn’t wanted it, no way could I have achieved it.

I wanted sex.

I want sex.

My jaw slackened as I finally came to terms with such a strange epiphany.

I was a woman, and Elder was a man, and I loved him and lusted for him.

I needed to know everything there was to know about the way his mind worked before I did something that put us in danger.

We were a recipe for gunpowder…with our fuse growing ever shorter and more volatile.

Besides, all of this was because of him. My world was in an upheaval thanks to falling in love. And I liked to think his life was in an upheaval because of me, too. I would take responsibility for ruining his peace, but it didn’t mean I wouldn’t do my damnedest to find a cure that would work for both of us.

“All right…” He pushed his plate away and fisted the notes. If I wasn’t watching for a purpose; if I wasn’t peering at him like he was an experiment, I might’ve missed it.


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