Page 47 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

My fingers massaged his taut abs. “I’d do anything for you, Ritchie.” The words felt sour on my tongue as they fell past my lips.

His lips left my neck. I wanted so much to have that connection between us. Ritchie’s lips on my skin felt like wildfire skating over my skin.

“You mean almost anything?” Ritchie scooped up a forkful of grits, then shoved the food past his pink lips.

“Almost anything.” My eyes moved to my lap.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

I peered at him from under my long lashes.

“Work with your therapist. Hopefully, they’ll create exercises that will allow you to visit the new home I’m in the process of buying for us in Jersey. And the second home.”

My lips parted as my brows rose. “Second home?” I asked as my heart fluttered in my chest.

“We’ll visit the house in Evanston before I return to Jersey.” He smiled.

My huge grin returned. “I can’t wait to see them both.”

“In the meantime, I have a surprise for you,” he said before slipping a sausage link into his mouth.

I placed a sheet of paper towel on his lap after climbing off.

“You don’t have to do anything else for me, Ritchie.” I grinned.

“I’m happy just being here with you,” I stated.

He sat the plate on the nightstand and slid the paper towel over his lips.

“Tori, do you understand you’re the only woman who can tug on my heart strings and make this big ass man melt under your gaze?”

I chuckled uncomfortably. “Ritchie.”

He stood on his knees, peering down at me. The pad of his thumb slicked over my cheek. “Rage burns in my gut when I think about how the men in your life let you down. How you can’t see what we have is real.”

I kissed his palm. “It feels like a dream. Ritchie, I love you so much.”

He stared into my dark brown eyes. “I’m madly in love with you, Tori.”

It feels like a group of tumblers whipping through my belly, causing chaos. “With me, Ritchie? The independent woman. The woman who runs shit in the Chi. The woman who has a mind of her own.”

The biggest smile lifted his lips. “Oh, yeah, baby. Your bad girl ways definitely makes me hard as a rock every time.”

I dove into his arms. “Oh, Ritchie. I love us together.”

His big strong arms held me tightly. “Just me and my fucking woman,” he growled.

I pressed my lips against his in a bruising kiss. As I pulled back, I held his gaze. “What’s the other surprise?”

His eyes darkened as he sank against the headboard. “It’s upstairs. Don’t go overboard, but don’t go lethal either.”

I visibly swallowed.

He pointed a finger at the ceiling briefly. “There should never be any doubt in your mind about the lengths I’d go to for my woman. You’re my queen. I’ll burn it all down every time to keep you safe.”

I pressed a kiss to his lips again. “Thank you, baby. It’s time for me to have some fun. Eat. And rest up.”

“Don’t hold back,” Ritchie snickered as he grabbed his plate, not wasting time devouring his delicious meal.

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