Page 90 of Never Again

“I know,” she mumbled sadly as she thought about all those things that they needed to talk about, everything that was happening at Haven Technologies, her game, Kelly, and the fact that she wasn’t ready to let him go.

“Baby, look at me,” Quinn said as she felt him pull away.

“It doesn’t end well for the bodyguard in the movie,” Bailey pointed out as she opened her eyes to find him watching her.

“Nothing’s going to happen to me,” Quinn promised, his gaze softening as he leaned back in and pressed his lips against her forehead again.

“Promise?” Bailey mumbled sadly, hating that he’d been dragged into this mess.

“Promise,” he said as she worried her bottom lip between her teeth while she debated asking him the one thing that she’d been wondering about for a while now, but…

“I can feel you thinking,” Quinn murmured against her forehead.

“What happens when this is all over?” Bailey asked, forcing herself to ask the one question that she wasn’t sure that she wanted an answer to.

“How did it end in the movie?”

Frowning, she pointed out, “You were there when I watched it.”

“I was busy glaring at you,” Quinn said right around the time that she decided to get more comfortable.

“Fair enough,” Bailey said with a firm nod as she reached over and shoved him onto his back.

“I’m going to need you to enthrall me with that ending,” Quinn drawled as he reached over and helped her crawl onto his lap.

“Prepare yourself,” Bailey said as she dropped onto him with a satisfied sigh when he released a pained grunt that put a smile on her face.

“Consider me prepared,” Quinn drawled as he waited for her to finish getting comfortable.

“Well,” Bailey said, folding her arms over his chest so that she could rest her chin on them to make it easier for him to look at her adoringly, “after he saves the day by being shot-”

“Of course he did,” Quinn muttered as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Why are you interrupting my heart-wrenching story?” Bailey asked, blinking at the incredibly handsome man who was making her crave all those things that she’d never thought she’d want in her life.

“My apologies,” he murmured absently as he leaned forward and gave her one of those achingly sweet kisses that she was quickly becoming addicted to.

With a sniffle, Bailey said, “I suppose I could forgive you.”

“That’s very generous of you,” Quinn said, brushing his lips against hers one last time before settling back against the pillows.

Nodding as though that was a given, Bailey said, “After he almost died saving her, they showed that she already had a new bodyguard and of them saying goodbye before she got on a plane and was forced to leave him behind.”

“And he let her go?” Quinn asked, looking thoughtful.

“He really did,” she said with a sad shake of her head and a heartfelt sigh.

“He was an idiot,” Quinn said as he ran his hands over her back.

“Why’s that?” Bailey asked, shifting forward so that she could kiss his chin.

“Because I never would have left you,” he said, earning a glare.

“I would have preferred that you said that you never would have been hurt in the first place,” she pointed out.

“That just went without saying,” Quinn said as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers again. “We need to talk about that other thing.”

“What’s the other thing?” Bailey asked, terrified by just how much she loved this man. She’d never felt this way about anyone before, never even came close, and for the first time in her life, she wanted something more than her work.

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