Page 41 of Escape You

“Your guess is as good as mine.” I panted, running my thumb over her lips. She caught it with her teeth and ran her tongue along the pad. I slid my hand down to her pussy and buried my wet finger there. I felt myself spiral down the abyss that was Mia, intense and all consuming. She quivered along with me, then came on my palm. My own orgasm rippled through me as she rubbed against my erection.

“The comfy bed was an improvement.” She rolled off me. After a few breaths, she cuddled next to me. This was something we didn’t get to do last time.

“I don’t know. We made good use of that bar counter.”

She barked out a laugh. “Next time you’ll take the bottom, then.”

“There will be a next time?”

“I don’t know.” Her cheeks turned red, and she sat up, suddenly in a hurry to cover herself.

“Hey.” I pulled her back, holding her face so she’d meet my gaze. “I want to be with you. This right now, right here, has nothing to do with Jac and his bullshit agreement with you.”

“Okay.” She rested her head on my chest. “Let’s not ruin this. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

“Agreed.” I pulled her close to me and lay there like an idiot, smiling at the ceiling. Mia was here with me, and for now that was enough. I closed my eyes and immediately drifted off to sleep.

After what felt like a short minute, my eyes flew open. My body tensed, sensing danger. In the dimly lit room, Rossi stood at the edge of the bed holding Mia’s ripped dress with a nasty grin on his face. The clock on the nightstand said I’d slept for two full hours. I gently pushed Mia off me, making sure to keep the sheets over her chest. I didn’t like Rossi’s greedy look on her.

I slipped into my boxer briefs and gestured for him to follow me out. What the fuck was wrong with him? As soon as he exited, I closed the door behind me. “What are you doing here?”

“Just making sure you did your duty.” He showed me the dress. Something about it pleased him. “I figured she’d put up a fight. If it weren’t because we need to keep the bloodline going, I would’ve taken her for myself.”

Acid burned at the pit of my stomach. If a hundred innocent people were not on the line, I would beat the shit of him right now. I hated that he assumed we were the same. That I would force myself on any woman. But I needed him to think I was like him. I needed his trust. “You have your answer. Now would you let us be?”

“Of course.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and offered me a kind smile, which I found extremely creepy given my current condition. “You are a grandson worth waiting for. Tomorrow take your young bride home. You want her crew to know who’s in charge now. Do you understand?”

I nodded. “That’s a great idea.” Any plan that included getting Mia out of here would have worked for me. “Good night.”

“See you, son.” He ambled down the hallway back to the party downstairs. By the sounds of loud laughter and bottles tipping over, only a few drunks remained.

I slipped back into the bedroom. Thankfully, Mia was still fast asleep. Shit, Rossi wanted to start work on the Jersey crews right away. My phone in my tuxedo buzzed. I locked the door and darted to the sofa where I’d undressed earlier tonight. I glanced at the screen. Clifton had sent a coded message. He wanted status on the Rossi files he’d ordered me to get from Mia. Jesus fucking Christ. Could they give us just a damn minute?

13

Temporary Insanity

Mia

Temporary insanity. That was a thing, right? Dealing with pissed-off Chase was so much easier than dealing with half-naked Chase. My arms, my legs, my heart—they’d all acted of their own accord when he took off his shirt. I hadn’t realized how much I wanted him until then.Dick of a demigod?Who the fuck talks like that? The memory made my skin blush from my toes all the way to my cheeks.

Chase stirred next to me, his whole hard body caging me in. I snuggled closer. What the hell did I do last night? Falling for Chase had not been part of the deal. But he’d been so much like the stranger I’d met at bar. For the life of me, I couldn’t explain what Chase did to me, how I felt when he was near.

I scooted away from him, one inch at a time, until I was free. As I padded to the bathroom to wash off, my gaze fell on the planes of muscles that ran from his shoulder blades down to his butt and thighs. A part of me wanted to go back to bed for another round of temporary insanity. I shut the door and locked it. When I turned around, I caught a glimpse of myself in the large framed mirror. Well, if that wasn’t the definition of well fucked, I didn’t know what was.

Leaning against the door, I let the images of last night play like a movie trailer in my head. Jesus, the guy was a walking turn-on. I trudged to the shower and ran the water. Once it was warm, I stepped in and let it wash away whatever crazy ideas I’d gotten about Chase during that mind-blowing orgasm. A tiny voice in my head whispered the same question it’d been asking since I watched Chase walk out on me at the bar. Why couldn’t I have him?

The answer was always the same. That night it’d been because I couldn’t be distracted. My crew, my family, they came first, and they needed me now more than ever. Fast forward to our wedding, and the reasons for staying away from him had multiplied. Chase’s grandfather was the boss of the New York faction. Rossi had forced his own grandson to marry me so he could begin a domino effect to take over Jersey, starting with my crew.

I cradled my stomach, letting the shower rinse the lavender body wash and Chase’s touch off me. Staying focused would be key. Now that we were married, Rossi would move in quickly to take over my crew. No doubt Chase already had his orders.

Vic and I had expected that, and we were prepared. All our arms deals and side jobs had been moved to a secret server, along with Rossi’s files. God, we were lucky to have a couple of computer whiz kids on our side. Those guys were loving being the center of attention these days. I had to be careful, though. Now that the FBI was on our tails, the Rizzo brothers needed my protection now more than ever.

A light knock on the door nudged me back to reality. “Mia, are you okay in there?”

“Yes, I’ll be out in a minute.” I shut off the water and grabbed a towel off the rack. After I dried off and brushed my teeth, I went in the walk-in closet to look for something to wear, one of Chase’s shirts maybe. My clit reacted to that idea immediately. What the hell was wrong with me?

“Mia, you can’t stay in there all day?”

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