Page 127 of Redemption

I sighed. She didn’t deserve it—any of it. But I also knew how resilient Sloan was. She had already bounced back some, and I knew it wasn’t just a front.

If anything, the altercation with Amelia had made Sloan more confident. Both in her skills to protect herself as well as my ability to handle any threat.

“So…” Sloan draped her arms around my neck. “I have a few hours before I have to leave for Kendall’s bridal shower.”

“Mm-hmm.” I placed my hands on her hips. “Did you have something in mind? Maybe a trip to the spa?” I teased.

“Maybe,” she said, considering. “That does sound relaxing.”

“I can think of something even more relaxing.” I slanted my lips over hers.

“Mm.” She smiled against my mouth. “So can I.”

She tugged me into the bedroom, and I tore at her clothes, buttons flying to the floor. She yanked on my pants, and I kicked them off, nearly tripping on the way to the bed.

Our kisses were sloppy and heated as we fumbled to undress. I’d take my time later, but right now, we were both too desperate.

“God, I missed you. Missed this,” Sloan said.

“Fuck. Yes.” I yanked off her skirt, bringing her underwear with it in my haste. I couldn’t wait to be inside her.

“You’re gorgeous,” I said. She was naked and stunning, and just as I crawled on top of her, I heard a knock at the door.

“Are you expecting anyone?” I kissed her neck.

She furrowed her brow. “No. Are you?”

I shrugged and went back to kissing her. We writhed against each other, her body slick and welcoming. Mine hard and eager.

“Need you,” she moaned. “I need you—now.”

Whoever was at the door knocked again, this time calling, “Come on. Open up, Sloan.”

Sloan squeezed her eyes shut. “Jasper has impeccable timing. I thought he was going to stay in London until I returned.”

“Can we just ignore him?” I joked. Sort of.

“Have you met my brother?” She laughed, pushing off the bed. “Hell, we’re lucky he didn’t simply barge right in.”

I frowned. “But he doesn’t have a key.”

“I wouldn’t count on it. He probably sweet-talked some poor staff member into giving him one.”

“Argh.” I groaned, going to the closet and tossing her a robe. “Here.”

I pulled on my pants and undershirt, willing my cock to calm down. “I’ll tell him to come back later.”

“Good luck with that.” Sloan smirked and covered herself with a robe.

I took one last lingering glance at her then went to the door. I peered through the peephole, and sure enough, Jasper was standing there, looking at his phone.

I swung open the door. “Jasper, hey. Sloan’s in the shower.”

Jasper leaned forward and frowned. “I don’t hear any water running.”

Damn. Busted.

“She, um, must have just finished.”