Page 46 of Sinful Negotiations

When his dick stiffened against her, she whimpered. It had been months since her body felt pleasure, and Marco knew it. Some part of her mind realized he used it against her. “Stop Marco,” she managed to whisper.

He pulled away but didn’t release her from his embrace. “Why do you fight this?”

“You’re not him.”

Marco cupped her cheek with one hand. “I do not wish to be him.”

“I will not love you.”

“Love comes in many forms, Tessa.”

Chapter 39

Four more weeks passed before Aidan could walk without excruciating pain, but he still walked with a limp. The doctor said it could go away with time, but no promises were made. His thoughts never strayed from Tessa. She fueled his determination, and he pushed harder for her.

He should’ve told her he loved her when he had the chance. The lies went with the job, but it wasn’t fair to her. When he saw her again, he’d confess everything.

“I hear somebody needs a beauty treatment?” Jeanie strolled into his hospital room carrying several bags.

“Oh, shit.”

“Oh, shit is right brother. I hear you’re going deep undercover and need a makeover.”

“I didn’t think they’d ask you!”

“I’m one of the best.”

“You haven’t done this in years.”

“That’s what you think. I have my secrets too.” Jeanie set one bag on the chair beside his bed and waved one hand in the air. “It’s like riding a bike. You never forget.”

“What color?”

“Bleach-blond dreadlocks, piercings, black fingernail polish, guy liner, the usual.”

“Tell me you’re joking.”

Jeanie removed several products from her bag and set them on his tray. “I’m joking, but not about the blond.”

“A blond priest with a limp?”

“Blond, curly headed priest with a trimmed beard, mustache, colored contacts, and a limp.”

“Damn.”

“No chance of recognition, brother. Marco is lethal and will be watching for any sign of you or the FBI.”

Lucas walked in at that exact moment. “Nice to see you, Jeanie, and thanks for the assistance. Our normal is out.”

“No problem. I was about to start on his transformation.”

Lucas closed the hospital room door and locked it before returning to the bedside. “Good. Aidan Cross will be listed as deceased…,” he glanced at his watch, “In exactly three hours, as well as Alex.”

“What the fuck, Lucas. Marco will tell her that.”

“Yes, he will, and you’ll be in route to Spain. The word underground is Marco is rushing the marriage. We are out of time.”

“Who is running my brother’s company?”