Page 66 of Promise Kept

I basically jump out of the SUV before it comes to a complete stop.

I run.

Anyone who sees me probably thinks I have to use to the bathroom.

It’s not quite that at all.

As soon as I get into my apartment, I shut and lock the door and rush to my bedroom.

I jump into bed, take my pants off and slip my right hand down the front of my panties.

I touch my wet skin and cry out with a long awaited sense of relief.

With my left hand I grab a pillow and bite at it.

I shut my eyes.

I picture it’s Ellis and I in that room, fucking like crazy… not caring who is watching us…

11

The Whole “Warm Gooey We Crossed the Line” Thing…

ELLIS

The next day we have a meeting.

Damien sits behind the large desk with his feet up, hands behind his head.

Aron and Devyn, on each side of him.

I’m on the other side of the desk.

Henri and Julian kind of lingering near me.

This has the vibe of a war.

As though Damien and I are about to go to fight.

“Intentions?” Damien asks with a smile.

“With what?” I ask.

I’m the one putting myself on trial here.

It’s my thoughts. These fucking thoughts…

About Larissa.

Heston’s daughter.

I grit my teeth.

Heston is supposed to be here. Well, he should be here. We would not be meeting without his death though.

“Hard to make decisions without everyone here,” Damien says.

“Missing one,” Devyn says.

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