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There’d been a shift the last few days, and I was certain that I might be in love with her. No more of the guessing and wondering about my feelings. That had never happened before. I just needed to persuade her to stay once we were done with this quest. Preferably by making her unwilling to give up the fantastic sex.

We didn’t have time for another round. There were preparations that needed to be made before we could leave in a few hours.

Although, if she didn’t stop bending over in front of me, we were going to have sex again. That would most definitely delay us, because at this rate I’d probably harden after I finished and I was still inside her. I would never be able to get enough of her.

This feeling like a teenager infatuated with a girl was something new and different. I’d never busted a nut without meaning to, but she was making me come close to the edge with her actions.

Instead of working, she’d started taking things out of her shopping bags and began to pack them in the suitcases that she’d purchased.

“What?” she questioned as she turned and caught my eyes on her.

“Just admiring the view.” Her cheeks blushed a rosy color at my words. I ducked my head back to the computer and tried to focus.

“You’re going to have to get used to compliments. It’s not something that I give out lightly, but there are moments when I’m not going to be able to help it.” I must have said something wrong, because she stopped completely.

“You can’t help it?” Her eyes narrowed. “Like they just involuntarily slip out and you can’t stop them?”

“Uh, yeah.” All of my self-confidence withered under that glare. As an adult, no one else had ever been able to cut me into small pieces until Collette. “They’re still compliments.”

“Yes, and they should be freely given. Not just the slip of a tongue that you can’t keep from coming out.” A sigh escaped her lips. “I deserve better. If you can’t honestly tell me how you feel, then I’m not sure that we can have a future.”

This was one of those moments that I was completely unprepared for. If I wanted to keep her, I was going to have to change the way I thought about things. Something had to change with my lifestyle and habits because until now, I hadn’t wanted to be the better version of myself for anyone.

“You’re right. I apologize. Complements shouldn’t be given grudgingly. They should be heaped upon you for all the good things you do.”

She surprised me by coming over and plopping herself into my lap.

“I love when you praise me for things. Seems I’ve developed a certain kind of response to being told that I’m a good girl. Other compliments are always welcome, but I’m going to preen and purr when you tell me I’m doing a good job.”

Her words were making me hard again, which she realized as she moved her ass closer to my crotch. She was getting the reaction that she wanted for sure.

“Make me believe I can trust you.” Her body moved to press against mine as she whispered in my ear.

I could feel myself becoming rock solid, and while I would have loved to pursue that again, we needed to prepare for the trip.

Firmly taking her by the waist, I sat her on her feet in front of me.

“We have things to finish up if we’re going to find Andrew’s killer.” I mumbled, pulling her neck down so that I could kiss her mouth.

Her approving smile warmed me in ways that had nothing to do with lust.

Even as we finished up the work that couldn’t wait, I was trying to think of new ways and places to have sex with her. I couldn’t get enough of her. Thankfully, I was taking her with me so that I didn’t have to be without my fix. Evidently, we didn’t do well when we were apart from each other.

A chill rushed through me. That was what killed my mother. She had depended on my father for her food, nourishment, and social attachments. When he’d given up caring for her, she hadn’t been able to do anything on her own.

Watching Collette work efficiently around me, I suddenly knew that I’d done the exact same thing as my father had to my mother. I hadn’t broken the pattern, I’d just recreated it and called it something different.

Patterns could be broken, and it was time to become someone that wasn’t my father.

With both of us determined to find Heather and avenge Andrew’s death, Ireland wasn’t going to know what hit them. Money had a lot of advantages, and I was willing to use loads of it to get to the truth. The killer had no idea what can of worms they’d opened up by murdering my best friend, but they were about to find out.

And if needed, Sergi would be dealt with permanently.

Chapter 41 colette

What on earth just happened? While I considered Ian many things, alpha male hadn’t even entered my mind. He was a control freak. A combination of the two made for a very interesting sexual experience. One that I won’t lie and say that I minded.

The way he’d dominated me had made the sex even hotter, if that was even possible.