Page 84 of We Own Tonight
“Unreal, Ran, we’ve been played by ourwomen.”
Randy smirks at his wife and kisses her. “She’s been playing me since we werekids.”
“Mommy!” Daria comes running in wearing her pajamas, her hair still dripping from her bath. “Will you read me astory?”
Savannah hoists her daughter up and gives an apologetic smile. “It’s that time,Randall.”
“We’re going to hit theroad.”
“Don’t be a stranger, you’re welcome here anytime,” Savannah says and pulls me in for a hug. “He doesn’t need to be present, we don’t like him muchanyway.”
Eli snorts and then we all say ourgoodbyes.
Today was a day I’ll never forget. It was a family welcoming me without knowing me at all. I had worried before that meeting Eli’s family would remind me that I was alone in the world, but instead, it showed me the opposite. Once again, Eli provided me with something I didn’t even have to askfor.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Heather
“Idon’t fucking care,then fire me!” Eli yells into the receiver. “Film what you can without me. I’m not leaving Tampa until I’m damn good and ready.” The phone falls to the floor, and he grips his hand. “Fuck!”
I move over quickly as he presses his thumb to his palm. “You okay?” I ask as I pick up the phone. He winces in pain, shaking out his hand. “Eli?”
“Yeah, give me a minute to finish the call.” He grabs the phone and moves into the other room. I’ve never seen him this angry, but he’s livid. I hear him continuing to fight with whomever is on theline.
I sit at the kitchen counter, picking at the fruit that his chef cut up. I took off the rest of this week and the next when Eli said he wasn’t in a hurry to go back. I want to spend as much time as I can with him before our entire relationship shifts. We discussed the fact that he was in breach of contract, but he was relentless in telling me not to worry aboutit.
It appears that I should’ve trusted my gut inworrying.
Eli returns to the kitchen about fifteen minutes later and tosses his phone on the marble countertop. He pulls the fridge open, mumbling about asshole directors and egos. I try not to laugh, but he’s so cute when he’s pissed that a short giggleescapes.
His eyes shift to me, he slams the door shut, and then he moves to me so quick I gasp. Then, his lips are against mine and I have to grip his arms to keep from falling back. The brute force of the kiss shocks me. This last week has been all tenderness. This is anything butthat.
He hoists me out of my seat with one arm, lifting me so my ass is now on the counter. My hands move to his neck, holding him now that we’re even in height. He pushes himself between my legs, and I wrap them around hiswaist.
As much as I love the gentle Eli, I really missed the sex-God.
“Ellington,” I say as I break away forair.
“Say it again,” he commands. His lips suck at the skin on my neck, and I hold his hair. “Say my name,Heather.”
“Eli,” I moan as he starts to movelower.
“No, baby, tryagain.”
I know now what he wants. Eli Walsh is the man I share. Ellington is all mine. I pull his hair back so he looks at me. “Ellington.”
I watch the fire burn in his gaze, and I melt for him. “That’s who I am to you, baby. Onlyyou.”
“Kiss me,” Irequest.
He seems to struggle with moving, but I don’t let him pull away from me. I’m not breakable. Eli made sure that, no matter what, I had what I needed, and now he needsme.
Instead of letting him decide, I push my lips back to his. He moans against my tongue, and it’s the sexiest sound ever. There’s nothing I love more than driving him to the edge. To have influence over this man isexhilarating.
He stops quickly, taking two big steps back, both of us breathing heavily. “Why did you stop?” Iask.
“Fuck!” He bellows as he looks to theceiling.
