Page 86 of Never Again

“From what I’ve been told, it was her work laptop,” Tristan said.

“And you’re sure that it was her work laptop?” she asked as her gaze flickered between Tristan and the file that apparently proved that Kelly was behind everything.

“Yes,” came the answer that had her absently nodding as she said, “Then, it can’t be her.”

“Bailey,” Tristan began, only to pause to share a look with Quinn before he continued, “everything points to Kelly.”

“I know it does,” Bailey said, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth as she glanced back at the iPad as she thought over everything and-

It was too easy.

“And those text messages point to you,” Bailey said as she glanced back at Quinn to find him watching her through those cold gray eyes that she loved so much.

“Tristan?” Quinn said, keeping his eyes locked with hers as he gave up running his fingertips over her thigh so that he could reach up and cup her face in his hand.

“I’ll see what else I can find out,” Tristan said as he pushed away from the desk and headed for the door while Bailey thought over everything they’d said and-

None of it made sense.

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“She didn’t do this,”Bailey mumbled absently, looking completely lost as Quinn caressed his fingertips along her jaw one last time before he dropped his hand away so that he could pick her up and place her on her feet.

Never taking his eyes off her, Quinn took her hands in his as he stood up and stepped away from the chair and kept moving, leading her into the hallway and towards their room, noting the way that she worried her bottom lip between her teeth, looking lost in thought and-

He couldn’t fucking lose her.

“You scare the hell out of me,” Quinn admitted as he backed her into their room, watching as her expression turned confused.

“What?” Bailey asked as he reached back and closed the bedroom door behind them.

“You’re a pain in the ass,” Quinn said as he locked the door, watching the way that her beautiful blue eyes narrowed on him. “And you drive me fucking crazy,” he said as he reached up and cupped her face in his hands.

“I do that to everyone,” Bailey pointed out with a solemn nod, making his lips twitch as he ran his fingertips over her jaw as he leaned down and pressed his lips against her forehead.

“I’m really not surprised,” Quinn whispered against her forehead before he pulled away so that he could turn his head and kiss her cheek.

“What else?” Bailey asked as she reached up and covered his hands with hers and pulled them away so that she could entwine her fingers with his.

“I can’t stop thinking about you,” Quinn murmured softly as he pulled back so that he could turn his head and kiss her other cheek.

“That’s because I’m irresistible,” she assured him, making his lips twitch as he turned his head and brushed his lips against hers.

“Yes, you are,” Quinn said, groaning softly when she moved her lips teasingly against his.

“What else?” Bailey asked as she released his hands so that she could reach up and place her hands against his chest.

“I want you,” he admitted, wondering if she had any idea just how fucking much.

“And?” Bailey asked, smiling as she gave him a gentle push that had him moving until his back was pressed against the door.

“And,” Quinn said softly as he slowly brushed his lips against hers, “I’m beyond fucking terrified that this is all a dream.”

“Am I your dream, Quinn?” Bailey whispered against his lips as she reached up and ran her fingertips along his jaw.

“No,” he said softly, “you’re everything.”

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