Page 24 of The Betrayal

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Page 24 of The Betrayal

“Touché”

“We think Wolfe is in New York,” and I don’t miss the way Titus stiffens opposite me.

“How come?” I ask just as my drinks are placed in front of me. I am fucking parched.

I down the bloody Mary in one.

Fuck, I needed that.

“I got a ping from his phone.”

“Right?” my eyes move between them all.

“Well, that’s it,” Kaleb snaps and I give a simple ‘huh’.

I stare for a moment, their chatter falling a little quieter around me as I see an image of Ari.

Lips touch, tongues dancing.

“I think we should send someone to his hotel,” I hear Titus say but I ignore it.

Hands clasped and fingers entwined with hers beneath me.

“I think Wolfe is playing a lot smarter than we think, he wouldn’t just show up, he knows where we are,” Nate pipes up.

Breathy moans as my body slips between her legs, lips on her neck and feeling her pulse throb beneath them.

“He is right, Wolfe is far from silly. He is calculated and has eyes everywhere. You would never know who worked for him, he has fingers in many pies,” Xavier’s thick British accent floats around the room.

Exploring mouths and fingers, pulsing and rubbing.

“Why didn’t you just put a bullet between his eyes?” Kaleb asks Titus.

Our bodies moving together, skin shimmering in perspiration.

“Because you didn’t hear the way Amora was crying. It wasn’t a normal situation. He had a doctor trying to rectify her pregnancy, then he was dead on the floor next to her…”

Moans; erotic, heavenly moans. Dimmed lights but enough to see just what we were creating. Pure magic.

“It was her wedding day, I had to do something…”

Back arching, fingernails clawing down my back, my name slipping off her lips as she…

“Fuck, I left Arizona in bed,” my eyes widen, my heart thumping as the realization hits me.

“What the fuck do you mean you left Ari in bed?!” Titus roars across the table.

“No! Oh my god,” I scrub my face, “not like that, no…” I shake my head, “I was meant to wake her for her shift, but I was in such a…”

It was exactly like that.

“Who’s got the pancakes?” a new waitress asks as she holds the food.

“Sucks doesn’t it Titty having a man your age in close proximity to your daughter…”

Might have fucked her after all.

Fuck.




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