That night, we have sex with the desperate tenderness that comes from knowing you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. He touches me like I’m precious, like I’m home, like I’m the best decision he’s ever made.
And for the first time in my adult life, I let myself be completely present. Not thinking about what comes next or what I should do differently. Just here, in this moment, with this man who sees me clearly and chooses me anyway.
Just real.
Chapter44
Hunter
Icheck the invite again as we step under the glowing arches of Chihuly Garden and Glass.The Seattle Havoc Foundation cordially invites you to the Annual Winter Benefit Gala to support Youth Arts Programs in Washington.I just hope we don’t have to be here too long. Crowding in a building to rub elbows with other rich people doesn’t sound nearly as good as going home and peeling Juliet out of her fancy dress.
Her ass is tempting and I’m sure I don’t see any panty lines. Is she commando or does she have one of those lacy little thongs on? I growl as I follow her through the heavy glass door.
The building itself is a work of art, all glass walls and impossible curves, lit from within so every surface gleams. Inside, the sculptures immediately catch my eye; they are massive explosions of color that look as if they originated from the ocean floor or the core of a star. Chandeliers made of twisting blown glass hang overhead, catching the light and scattering it across polished concrete floors. Beyond the main gallery, the Glasshouse rises in a cathedral arc, a wall of glass opening onto the Space Needle framed above us. The whole place hums with money and spectacle, every corner staged to impress.
Juliet turns to check that I’m still with her. I reach out and grab my girl, pulling her to me. She wrinkles her nose, entertained.
“We won’t be here forever.”
“Good. I’m more interested in having you naked and riding my face than being here.”
“I know, Hux.” She smiles as she smoothes a hand over my lapel. “But you look very handsome in this tuxedo.”
“I look better fully naked with my head between your legs.”
Her eyes heat. “I won’t argue with that. Now come on, let’s socialize for a few minutes. See, be seen. Then you can take me home and fuck me.”
God, this woman. I press my half-mast cock against her hip and she gives me a knowing look. Taking my hand, she tugs me into the crowd.
We do the meet-and-greet thing. I let her lead, the way I always do at these events. Pose for a few photos with donors and team executives. Listen as she explains who’s who in the crowd.
Juliet’s gaze flicks across the room. “That girl over there? The brunette in black by the Havoc execs. Is she the new trainer?”
I follow her line of sight. Scout Nash. And handily, Silas is standing twenty feet away, pretending not to stare holes through her. What the hell?
That’s twice I’ve caught my brother glaring at her. What did she ever do to him?
“Yeah,” I murmur. “She just started last week. She’s married to Enzo Morelli.”
“The agent, right?” She purses her lips. “As I remember, he was an all star on the Havoc roster a few years ago.”
“Yeah, that’s Enzo. Public cheating mess, splashed everywhere. Honestly, I feel bad for Scout.” I shake my head. “He’s a bad person and a brilliant agent. Can’t imagine he’s a decent husband. But he makes me a lot of deals.”
She blinks. “He’s your agent?”
“Yeah. I hate the guy, but he’s really aggressive about getting me the most money for every single deal. Rude, but lucrative.”
“Mm. I feel bad for Scout. She looks like she could use a friend.”
“You should go rescue her,” I suggest.
Juliet’s brows lift, but before she can say more, her posture shifts. She goes rigid in a way that makes my protective instincts flare.
I follow her gaze across the room. A polished woman in pearls and a steel-gray dress is moving toward us with predatory grace. On her arm is a tall man with thinning hair who looks like he’d rather be anywhere else.
Her parents.
Juliet goes completely quiet, which is never a good sign. I step closer, my hand finding the small of her back.