Page 18 of Barely Breathing
His comment mimicked her unspoken one far too closely, and a shiver went down her spine.
“Are you cold?”He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tighter to him.His body was a furnace.There was no way she was cold, but she’d let him think so.
“What time is it?”Focus on the day.She’d never had to remind herself of that before him.Griff Daniels was fucking up her world and knocking it off its axis.If this was her response after less than twenty-four hours with him, how would she feel tonight when they returned to his bed?Or tomorrow?Shit.She was in big trouble here.It said a lot when she feared her feelings for her lover more than she feared the man trying to kill her.
“We’ve got another hour before we need to head in to meet Jack.”His hand ran up and down her spine, brushing over the curve of her ass before skimming back up.
“I should probably hit the shower.”
“Mmm, sounds good.”He shifted beneath her.
“Alone,” she added when it seemed as if he might want to take one with her.
His sigh made her chuckle against his chest.No man should have so much energy.He’d come three times.
“Go ahead.”He cupped her ass and held her close as she pushed her upper body off him.“I’ll get coffee and start some breakfast.”He leaned up and nipped her jaw before kissing her softly on the lips.“Thank you, Honor.”
She was befuddled for a moment.No one had ever thanked her for a blowjob.What did she say?
“Maybe later, I can return the favor.”His brows wiggled, and he gave her a smack on the ass before lifting her off him and getting out of bed.
His cock hung soft between his thighs, but he did nothing to cover it.He opened the bedroom door and went out, whistling something.
She was so out of her element with him.She recalled her last thought before falling asleep last night, that she could easily fall in love with a man like him.Who was she kidding?There were no other men like Griff, and she was afraid her toes might already be teasing the edge of the line.
Chapter Six
“I did a little research last night.”
Honor didn’t miss Jack Madigan’s exasperated sigh at her confession.“Research that’s going to bring more trouble?”
“No.”Technically, no.Vince was already after her.
“Let’s start from the beginning.Tell me everything you know, and be honest.I need to know all of it to be able to help you.”Jack crossed his arms and sat back in his chair.She took a breath as she darted her gaze around the room.
When she and Griff had walked in, she’d expected to be led straight to Jack’s office.Instead, Griff had taken her to a conference room, got her another cup of coffee then left her there to get comfortable while he “rounded up everyone ”.Everyone was apparently Mr.Madigan, Griff, Chetan Donavan, and Roman Davis.It was a little intimidating, especially when they all looked at her so intently.Plus, she wasn’t sure how comfortable she was talking about the man she’d been duped by and almost slept with, not in front of the guy she was currently having sex with.As if her life wasn’t complicated enough.
“When Stace left my dad, I was forced out, as well.”
“Why?”Roman asked.
She shrugged.“My dad decided it was a good time for me to have a normal life.Date, get married, have kids.All the things he says are normal.”She didn’t look at Griff, who sat beside her.It was bad enough she felt his body heat washing over her.
“Your dad wanted you safe.”Jack nodded as if it made perfect sense to him.Which, considering he had a daughter, might.
“You can’t raise a person to be one way then expect them to change because you’ve decided they should.”
“Very true,” Roman agreed.
“Thank you, Mr.Davis.”
He chuckled.“Roman.No one calls me Mr.Davis.”
“Roman.”
“Let’s deal with names first.I’m Jack or Midnight, if you prefer.Chetan, Roman, and you met Griff last night.”She fought not to blush as Jack made quick work of the introductions.Oh, she’d met Griff last night all right.And again this morning.Twice.She bit her tongue to hold back the sigh.Fuck!She would not sigh about it.
“Thank you.”She managed while she ignored the way Griff’s hand found her thigh under the table.His fingers made lazy circles over her jeans, and it took all she had not to purr and shift closer to him.Double fuck.The man was lethal.
