Page 70 of Reignite

I nodded. “I need you to do something for me.”

“Name it.”

“One of my… friends, has gone missing, and I think Foster had something to do with it. Can you use your resources to find him?”

“Ilario?”

That surprised me. “Yes. I know he wasn’t working for Foster like the FBI says. He would never do that to us.”

She fiddled with her sunglasses and moved toward the door. “No. He wouldn’t have, and he didn’t.”

I was seriously going to have to kill this woman. “Wait. You know where he is.”

“I do, and so does Gray. I’ll let him talk to you about it.”

That was a too ominous sounding for my liking.

“I have to go. Gray, you should stay under the radar for a few more days, at least until my staff sorts out the files on your death.”

Gray raised an eyebrow. “You mean hack the databases and make it look like I was never gone.”

“Something like that.” Serena left, and strangely, the doorway camera I’d kept even after I’d fired the bodyguards showed her in the hall one minute, and then nothing, the next.

I cared about that for less than a millisecond. I had a big, dominant, sexy, love of my life to spend my time caring about.

“I’m still mad at you.”

He pressed his forehead to mine. “That’s fine, as long as you allow me to spend the rest of my days making it all up to you.”

“You’ve got a lot of missed time to make up for, mister.”

“Then we’d better get started.” Gray lifted my shirt and kissed his way across my chest, across the scar from the bullet in my shoulder.

His lips on my skin felt like a dream. Not a fantasy, but a dream I’d had so many of the nights he’d been gone.

I reached behind my body and unhooked my bra, then slid it off my arms. My hands were in Gray’s hair faster than a blink and I pulled him to my breast.

He licked and sucked, nipped and tugged on my nipple with his teeth. “You’re fucking beautiful, Angel. You have no idea how many times I imagined exactly this. How much the denial of your soft skin made me shake with need.

But I did. “I do know. As often as I dreamed of you.”

Gray moved me off his lap and laid me on the couch. In not so much as a minute he had us both naked.

I ran my hands across his chest. There were new scars there too, one that ran all the way from his ribs to his collarbone. “Are these from the explosion?”

“Yes. But the bigger one is the one you can’t see across my heart. It tore bloody damn shreds into me each day I had to be away from you.”

I took Gray’s hand in mine and pressed it against my sternum. “I have one that matches.”

“I know you do. I intend to love you hard enough that every day the pain will fade.” Gray pressed his lips to the skin above my heart and then worked his way up my neck until our mouths locked.

I would never get enough of kissing him, feeling his body pressed to mine. Not as long as we both would live.

I broke the kiss and held his face in my hands. “Gray, will you marry me?”

He smiled and gave me a quick peck on the mouth. “You’re stealing my line, sweetheart.”

I’d make a happy thief. “But have I stolen your heart?”

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