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Riley
Meows sound from the other room.
Nova glances at the closed door. “Why are they crying? Do you think they’re hungry?”
“They probably heard us and want attention.”
Her gaze stays fixed on the door. “We should check on them.”
She tries to sit up, but can’t with me on top of her, inside her still, ready to go. An earthquake could hit and I wouldn’t separate from her, but she won’t be able to focus on anything until the kittens calm down.
I force myself to ease out of her body and sit up. “I’ll go check on them. You stay right here. Don’t move. I’m not done with you.” I kiss her and slip on my underwear before exiting the room.
The water bowl got knocked over somehow. A stream of it leads to the blankets. The kittens’ paws look wet, too.
“Uh-oh. What happened?” I get a dish towel from the kitchen and wipe up the spilled water. I wipe the kittens’ paws, too, and only fill the bowl with a little water before putting it back in the playpen. One of the blankets didn’t get wet. I remove the other two and give them each a treat. That should buy me some more alone time with Nova.
I fill a glass with orange juice, then return to the bedroom.
Nova lays with her head on the pillow, her hair tousled around her, the sheet pulled over her glorious body.
I pause at the sight of her, caught by her beauty. “You covered yourself up.”
“I was naked.”
“I know. That’s why I told you not to move.” I wink and hand her the glass. “Thought you might need this.”
“Omigosh. Thank you.” She takes the glass, gulps the drink, and moans. “Orange juice is good.”
“Not as good as you.” I set the glass on the nightstand and slip under the sheets, covering her body with mine. I’m hard as granite.
“Wow.” She gives me a sexy grin. “You weren’t kidding about not being done.”
“Hell no. I finally have you in my bed.”
“My bed.” She nips at my shoulder. “But you’ve had me here before.”
“Not like this. Before, I was leaving.”
“And now?”
Instead of answering, I kiss her, avoiding a topic she might not be ready for. I still don’t know how I’m going to pull off staying with her—if she’s willing to be with me and try to make things work long-term. And what that would look like for us regarding my need to hide from the spotlight and remain a secret part of her life that the public couldn’t know about.
My phone rings again, giving me pause.
I force myself away from Nova. No one calls me this much in such a short amount of time. “I should get that.” I stand and dig my phone out of my jeans pocket.
Like always, I answer without speaking.
“Hunting,” a familiar voice says.
“Yes?” I wasn’t expecting to hear from Agent Keller unless he had news on Marina.
“We have her.”
“Who?” He couldn’t possibly mean Marina.