Page 28 of Painfully Merry

Chaos steps forward, bending next to her leg. He pulls her shorts up and shakes his head.

“You need to clean this, Sabby. I don’t want you to get an infection. Where’s your first aid kit?”

She rolls her eyes and heads for the door. “It’s downstairs. I don’t need help.”

He blinked at her, raising his eyebrows. “That’s nice, so it’s in the downstairs bathroom?” He walks out without waiting.

“How are you friends with him?” She craned her neck, looking at me.

I can’t help but stare. How I thought I could ruin her is beyond me. She won’t break; she’s too stubborn for that. I slowly reach out to her, tracing her bottom lip with my thumb. The tip of her tongue darts out, licking me.

She gently reaches out, placing a hand on my chest. It’s the gentlest touch I’ve ever felt. I’m used to being a touch rough. I brush a hand along her spine, resting it on the small of her back. A heated look crawled between us.

“Sabrina.” I groan, moving my hand down to her ass.

“Shut up and kiss me, for fuck’s sake.”

I dip my head, pressing my lips to hers. I wanted it to be a slow passionate kiss but fuck that. She’s too addictive. Her hands grab hold of my shirt, pulling me closer. Her body feels so small pressed up next to me. I’ve never wanted someone this bad before; it surprises me. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I tilt her head back, kissing along her jaw down her neck. Her sweet moans vibrate on my lips.

“What I wouldn’t do to bend you over the bed and fuck you like the little slut you are.” I weave my fingers in her hair, tugging her head back. “But we can’t. Get your little ass downstairs so Chaos can clean you up.”

She blinks at me, licking her lips. “Right, the cut.”

We pile into Sabrina’s office after Chaos carefully cleans and bandages her cut. Chaos relaxes in the overstuffed armchair in the corner, sipping his eggnog, tapping his foot along to the Christmas carols he made Sabrina put on. I can’t help but watch Sabrina work.

Her slender fingers fly over the keyboard as she types away. I have to admire her. She’s not one to give up.

“What did you discover?” I ask, coming around her desk and placing a hand on the back of her chair.

She shakes her head. “Not much, Kevin hasn’t accessed the files since leaving for the holidays. I can’t find much. What I wrote in the notebook and what’s on the screen don’t align. We need actual proof, not hearsay.”

“Hear me out. What if,” Chaos takes another sip of his eggnog. “We break in and torture the info out of him. I have my kit in the van.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me? We can’t torture a man. That’s not right.” Sabrina stares at Chaos, shaking her head, a frown forged across her forehead.

“Take no mind of him. That’s his answer to everything.”

She hums, going back to typing.

“Sabbins, pull me up a picture of the residence of Kevin, please. I need to prep.”

She tilts her head to me, and I shrug. “Remember, he’s wired differently.”

“No shit,” she mumbles. “What are you going to learn from a picture?”

She nearly jumps out of her seat when Chaos places his hand on her shoulder.

“A lot, please. Show me.”

“Make some noise, you dickhole. All I can get you is the name of the apartment building, and I’m not sure what you can do with that.”

He leans over, gently placing his hand on top of hers on the mouse. “Try for me?”

I’m not sure who this man is. When did he become such a Romeo? I can’t even be angry with him for getting close to her. She has a way about her, something I could never look past. She only wanted to protect her company, and I tried to destroy it.

“That’s all I need to see. I’ll be right back.”

“Wait, where are you going?” Sabrina and I say together.

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