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I curled myself around him, his heartbeat in my ear and his arm around my shoulders.
We lay there in silence with only the sound of the wind howling outside to offer us any comfort. I think we both knew at that moment that the second the sun came back up, there was no going back for either of us.
So, I straddled him, pleased to find his cock hard and ready, and ensured that neither of us slept a wink the whole night.
Chapter TwentyFive
Lexington Reynolds fell into a coma on our flight back to New York.
The news greeted us as we touched down at the airport, sending Evelyn into full-scale panic.
His health took a rapid decline in the early hours of the morning with no one around except Flynn. No doubt the youngest Reynolds wasn’t handling it well.
I tried to provide some comfort in the car, reassuring Evelyn that there was nothing she could have done to stop it. But with each mile closer to home, her leg refused to stop bouncing, and she didn’t speak a single word to me as she tried to wipe away the fast-falling tears before I caught sight of them.
When we arrived, she fled from the car and ran straight into Lexington’s house.
I was in two minds whether or not to follow her. No doubt there was a mountain of work that needed my attention. With Frederic still in Monaco, there was no one overseeing things.
Not that there was a whole lot that needed done.
The business itself at this point, with our team ensuring plain sailings every day, doing what they were paid to do. However, I liked to be in the loop with everything. There were still meetings with potential clients and not to forget the factDade Diamondswas days away from stealing the deal with Marina Kentwoodright from under Reynolds’ nose.
My mind told me to go back to the airport and grab a flight to Ontario, but something more physical and painful demanded that I follow Evelyn.
Our time with the Junipers, away from everyday life, shifted something lodged in my chest.
I meant what I said. Wanting her was a one-way ticket to disaster. She was becoming a distraction to the true task at hand.
And what was worse, I was letting her.
I wanted her to be my distraction.
“Coming or going, boss man?” Benny peered into the rearview mirror.
I ran a hand along my chin. “Going.”
Out of the car, I followed Evelyn straight into the house and was instantly greeted with a barrage of shouting along with the familiar gray purring demon twisting between my legs.
“Move out of my way, Flynn,” Evelyn snapped. “If you don’t let me pass, I won’t be held responsible for what I am about to do to your testicles.”
The siblings stood on the staircase. Flynn blocked Evelyn’s path, his face etched deep with tired lines and bloodshot eyes. From alcohol or stress, it was anyone’s guess.
Evelyn seemed to be under the impression now that the youngest Reynolds was back in university, that it would somehow fix his behavior.
Not likely.
Theboynever faced a single consequence in his life and was so busy living off Daddy’s money that he saw no real reason to change his ways.
He was as close to being able to take over the company in nine months as a lump of coal.
“You left me alone to deal with this,” Flynn spat. “You fucked off when you knew Dad was sick and left me here alone.”
Evelyn scoffed. “Don’t fucking start with me, Flynn.” She tried to move around him. “Move out of the damn way.”
“No.” Flynn blocked her path again. “You lost the right to see him when you abandoned us.”
Her hands curled into white-knuckled fists at her sides.