Page 28 of Surrender (Angels Halo MC Next Gen)

Lashes lowering, she sucked in a shuddery breath. “I just had an argument with my brother. Typical sibling bullshit.”

Rage began to boil in my gut, but I tried to remind myself that killing her brother would only cause her more pain. “He hurt you.”

“We had a difference of opinion,” she excused. “I’ll be over it by lunchtime.”

Jaw clenched hard enough to shatter, I slowly got to my feet, pausing only long enough to kiss her forehead. Her hands grasped on to my shirt, twisting and tugging me closer. “I missed you,” she whispered.

Jesus Christ. She could so easily flip a switch inside me, having me ready to rage out at just the sight of her tears glazing her eyes—and then turning me to goo in the palm of her hand with three small words in a matter of seconds.

Pressing my forehead to hers, I closed my eyes. “Missed you too, baby. I couldn’t get here fast enough.”

She released my shirt to walk her fingers up my chest, teasing around my collar. I’d lost count of how many times I’d fucked her between last night and this morning, but my cock didn’t seem to care, the tip leaking in my boxer briefs just from her playing with my shirt button.

“You brought me a muffin?” she purred.

“I need to feed you,” I grumbled, touching my lips to the tip of her nose, wanting to be good, to give her time to recover from how raw I must have fucked her tight pussy all night.

“You keep feeding me treats like that, and my ass is going to get ginormous.”

Groaning, I jerked her to her feet so I could palm her perfect, luscious ass. “It will just give me more to hold on to when you’re riding my cock, baby girl.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck, her entire body trembling against mine. “God, Elias. You’re worth it. Nothing else matters. Nothing. I don’t want anything else. Just you.Just you.”

She had the power to make me feel like I was a fucking king and struggle to breathe all at once.

Hearing the catch in her voice, I dropped into the chair and pulled her into my lap. Pushing her hair back from her face, I tipped her chin up so I could see her eyes, groaning when I saw the tears were back.

“Is this still about your brother?” I asked quietly, trying to bank my growing anger. If I got my hands on Ryan Vitucci, I was going to make him swallow his teeth for causing my baby girl to cry.

“No. I’m just an emotional mess today. Last night was perfect, and I was so happy. But then Ryan burst my bubble.” She laid her head on my shoulder. “I’m sorry I’m being such a crybaby. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Knowing she was lying, I shifted so she was more secure in my lap and just held her. “You’re allowed to have emotional moments, baby girl. I simply need you to tell me what caused your heart to hurt so I can figure out how to take the pain away.”

Samara cuddled closer, burying her face in my neck. “It doesn’t matter.”

“If it makes you cry, it matters to me.”

Lifting her head, she blinked up at me. Those blue gems drilled all the way to my soul, where her name was already tattooed over and over again. “Confession?”

Oxygen suddenly seemed to be trapped in my lungs. I wanted all of her confessions. All of her secrets. I already knew many of them anyway, but I wanted her to give me more. I wanted her to tell me what her brother had said that upset her. To trust me with everything. Including her heart. “Tell me.”

“You take all of my pain away just by existing.”

CHAPTERFIFTEEN

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I neededto stop making confessions before I spooked Elias. Everything was going too smoothly for me to overwhelm him with all the intensity I’d been bottling up for years.

Thankfully, someone laughed loudly as they went past my office, and then Crystal’s grating voice followed. Not two seconds later, there was a knock on the closed door, and Jos walked in.

She didn’t outwardly react to the sight of me sitting on her son’s lap, and Elias made no move to stand. Instead, they had an entire conversation while I sat there, trying to get my emotions in check so I didn’t do something stupid.

Like blurt out how in love I was with Elias.

Or worse, cry again.

“Once you’re ready to present the final plans, we can get the sign-off and break ground. Can we make that happen by next week? I have Chance spread thin on three different sites. We seriously need to get at least two more electricians.” Jos made a frustrated humming noise. “He’s a pain in the ass, but he’s a hell of an electrician. I can’t keep overworking him.”

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