Page 164 of Beautifully Reckless

“If I break your leg, you won’t be able to go,” she whimpers into the crook of my neck, and a chuckle rumbles from my chest.

“I’ll be back for Easter next weekend,” I remind her but she shakes her head against me like nothing but me staying will be good enough.

Fuck.

I want to stay.

I really fucking do.

I don’t know how the fuck I’ll concentrate while away from her.

“I can’t even call you. I don’t even have a phone,” she whispers, which makes me grin.

“About that. I have something for you.”

She leans back,not even bothering to hide her wet, red eyes anymore.

“Is it my own helmet that I’ll get to wear on the back of your motorcycle when you take me with you?”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “No, not that. But, I got you a phone. Lewy set it up. It has all your friends’ numbers in it, and a secure group chat app that you can use to chat with them and me. And Tahli.”

Her eyes light up. “I can chat with Tahli?”

I nod. “You can still use the game, but also, Lexi helped her set up the secure app on her iPad so you can also video call her.”

Her breath catches. “I canseemy sister?” she cries, and I nod again.

“I mean… you can also video call me… if you want.” I shrug, and a devilish grin spreads across her face.

“Will you have clothes on?” she asks, and I throw my head back laughing.

“If other people are around, then yes. But if I can be alone, then I’ll take every last piece off, just for you.”

She nods, clearly satisfied, before her eyes widen and I feel a nudge against my gut.

“Oh.” She smiles, her caramel eyes filled with joy. “Little zucchini doesn’t want you to go either.”

“More like little zucchini wants us to stop talking about possible phone sex scenarios.” I laugh, and she giggles, reaching out to graze her fingers over my beard.

For a moment… She’s happy.

The loud rumble of JD’s hog starting up outside ruins the moment, my Angel’s face falling instantly.

Fuck!

I swear the sight has my heart fucking cracking right down the centre.

Standing with her in my arms, her legs instantly wind around my hips, and I carry her to the bathroom where we take a quick, wordless shower. After we’re out and dried, she watches me dress, wrapped in nothing but a towel, silent for so long it makes me uncomfortable.

What’s going through that mind of hers?

“Was Wendy right?” she asks after a few tense minutes of brooding, and I sigh, sitting on my bed to lace up my boots, realising exactly where her mind went.

“We’ve been through this, Angel. That bitch was trying to plant poison in your head, and this is exactly what she wants. You doubting me.”

Rising from the bed, I close the distance between us, taking her face in my hands, tilting it back until those stormy eyes are locked on mine.

“You aremywife.Myold lady.My side piece. Every fucking thing a man could ever want is all inyou.” Leaning close, I press our heads together, breathing in her sweet scent, knowing I’m going to miss it like hell.

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