Page 15 of The Perfect Lie
Holding back the truth, I decided instead to find out how much she knew about Reyna. “I do.” Taking hold of her other hand, I lifted them to my lips and kissed them. “I want to ask you something. Did Crosby tell you anything about adopting another girl?”
Pulling her hands from my grasp, her expression went from lost to irritated. “I know of the adoption. I also know that you have been protecting her. My father said that you have…” Gwen broke off before she said what was in her mind. “Are you in love with her?”
Shit.How could I possibly tell her the truth, given her state? All I wanted was to question her about her abduction, and now she was asking me questions. “Let’s not focus on Reyna. Let’s focus on you. You said that you were with Rui Salko in New York. Where did you stay? Do you remember?”
Nodding her head, she replied. “We stayed at his home in Brooklyn.”
“Do you remember where in Brooklyn? Do you remember the street or the address?”
Rising to her feet, her hands were at her sides in a clenched fist. “Rui said you would ask. He said you would try and get it out of me so that you could seek him out, only to kill him.” Walking toward the door, she pulled it open and stood with her eyes locked with mine. “I think it is time for you to leave.”
If I wanted Gwen to trust me, I had to do the one thing I hadn’t done in five years. “Gwen, close the door and fall to your knees.”
My voice was demanding. Closing the door, she turned to face me and fell to her knees with her head lowered and her hands laced in front of her. Lifting her chin, I gazed into her eyes to find a tear had escaped. Brushing it away, I said, “You need to trust me, princess.”
I could have stopped what happened next, but in the back of my mind, I didn’t want to. I took her hands and helped her stand. Gwen pushed to her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around my neck. The minute her lips met mine, she controlled every ounce of my willpower. Pulling her closer, I slipped my tongue between her lips and parted them before dipping inside her warmth. Memories of how good she felt in my arms stormed inside my body and consumed everything I shared with Reyna. What I was doing wasreprehensible, but in another breath, I didn’t want it to end.
As I deepened the kiss, I found myself lifting Gwen from the floor and hauling her to the queen-sized bed less than ten feet away. Pressing her body to the bed, I continued assaulting her soft lips. Reeling in her sweet flavor, it was as if there weren’t five years between us, and it was back to the way we were. The attraction between us was unmistakable. Breathing in her scent, I snaked my hand between us and pulled the sash to her robe loose. Her breasts fell free, and her moans of arousal filled the room. “Davian, please take me.”
Bracing my body above hers with one hand, I used the other to knead her breast between my fingers. I lowered my head and flicked my tongue across the taut bud. Her response was just as I remembered. Her legs fell open, and without hesitation, I glided my hand down her firm stomach to the apex of her sex. Palming her mound with my hand over her lace panties, I already felt the moisture coming through. The thought of being balls-deep inside her left me questioning my actions. The small voice in the back of my mind told me that this was so wrong, but the dominant voice told me something different. With a brush of my finger, I had the access I needed to her warmth. Her folds were slick, and I plunged one, then two fingers inside her.
Gwen’s breath turned into pants, and I knew her orgasm was near. Her body moved against my fingers in perfect sync as I thrust them deep inside her. Curling my finger to find her sweet spot, I knew soon she would be sent over the edge until her release emerged. No one knew her body better than I.
Coating my fingers with her juices, with one last thrust, I commanded, “Come for me, princess,” Satisfaction splashed across my face knowing that her arousal was still mine.
Allowing her to come down from her release, I pushed from between her legs and stood at the end of the bed. My eyes never left her sated body as I worked to remove my trousers. No sooner than I had my belt undone, my cell vibrated inside my back pocket. Pulling it free, Patton’s number appeared on the screen. Stepping away from the bed, I headed toward the suite door, so Gwen wouldn’t be able to hear the one-sided conversation.
“What do you have for me, Patton?” Before Patton left the Four Seasons for the warehouse, I requested he contact me as soon as he had any information on Crosby McCall, no matter the hour. I just didn't think it would be this soon.
“You aren’t going to believe this, but the information I found on the McCall Agency suggests that Crosby McCall is using it as a front for something much bigger than providing employees for large corporate offices. I think there was a reason he didn’t hesitate to adopt Reyna. I don’t have the proof we need, but I believe he had something to do with her kidnapping. He might have had something to do with Gwen’s so-called death as well.”
When Patton mentioned Reyna’s name, guilt filtered through my veins, and my hypnotic state with Gwen ended. Overwhelmed with my own betrayal, I fell against the door. “Fuck.”
“Davian, is everything okay?” Concern spread across Gwen’s face as she appeared from behind the wall that separated the bedroom from the small sitting area, her eyes still glazed over from her recent orgasm.
Regret and anger consumed my thoughts, and my only recourse was to lash out at her. “This is not your concern, Gwen.”
I should have felt guilty for causing her to flee to the bathroom, but all I could think about was Reyna and how I betrayed her trust. I pulled the door open a little harder than needed and stuffed my cell in my pocket. Sean’s eyes fell to my waist. It was then I realized that my belt was still undone. “Not a word, Sean.”
“What you do is none of my business, sir,” he replied sarcastically.
Just like the other men ofThe Society,he knew my relationship with Reyna. I knew exactly what he thought because I was thinking the same thing. I was an asshole for treating my relationship with Reyna like it meant nothing. What happened between Gwen and me was a mistake. A big mistake. If Reyna ever found out, it would break her heart, and she would never speak to me again, let alone trust me. Everything we shared would be over.Fuck, what have I done?
~10~
Reyna
I locked myself in my room, wallowing like a lovesick teenager, until I heard a knock at the door. Stumbling off the bed, I hobbled to the door. Concern was written all over Kenzi’s face when I pulled the door open, and I didn’t have the courage to tell her what was going on. She didn’t know about Davian going to the Four Seasons to talk to my father and Gwen. The fact was, Kenzi didn’t even know about Gwen or that I have a sister.
Just the thought made me lose control, and tears fell that I didn’t think I had left. Kenzi pulled me into her arms and began rubbing my back. “It’s okay, Reyna. Whatever has you so worked up, we will work through it together. You are like a sister, and it kills me to see you this way.”
Kenzi was like a sister to me too, and the only person I could trust. Maybe she was right. Keeping the information about Gwen to myself was too hard to handle alone. “I don’t know what to do anymore,” I sobbed, clinging to her for comfort.
“Come on, let’s sit so you can tell me about it.” Kenzi pulled me toward the bed since there wasn’t any other place in the room to sit and talk.
Once we took a seat, I spilled everything. “Five years ago, Davian was engaged to a woman, Gwen McCall, to be exact. For five years, Davian thought she was dead until she showed up a few days ago.” Wiping my hands across my cheeks to clear the tears, I pulled my shoulders back that were slumped in defeat. “That isn’t the worst of it. I’m almost positive that the McCalls adopted her, just like they adopted me. Even if she wasn’t adopted, in reality, she’s still my adoptive sister.”
“I know what you’re thinking, Reyna. You have to get those thoughts out of your head. Davian loves you more than anything.” Kenzi squeezed my hand, reassuring me. “So, you have a sister. Sisters are a good thing, right?”
