Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Honestly, waking up to her touching him, her hand on his dick, had been one of the best mornings that he could remember.
The only issue was that he hadn’t been certain she was even awake when she was touching him. When she’d hidden away, he’d felt certain she’d been scared at finding him in her bed.
He’d never imagined that her reaction was because she’d been worried he’d felt violated.
Insane.
He was tidying up by the sink while she brushed her teeth, when Ralen stepped up beside him.
“I think we’re going to have to leave soon.”
“What do you mean? Why would we leave?” Cash asked. “We still don’t know anything about these people that went after them in the airport. Or Monroe’s husband. We don’t know if anyone is going to come after them again. You can’t leave them here without protection.”
“You haven’t forgotten that we don’t actually work for Ink, right? This isn’t our job. We have a real job, and apparently, Dante is growing more and more concerned about Ortega. Remember, if he isn’t found soon, Dante is threatening to come to the States and find him himself.”
He was still talking about that?
“Alejandro sent men to his last known location to see what they could find,” Ralen said. “So far, they’ve come up with nothing, and we both know that Alejandro’s men are good at what they do.”
Yeah, but Ortega was better. If he wanted to stay hidden, he could.
Then again, what if he was actually hurt?
Shit.
“Do you think Dante’s going to send us there? What can we do that Alejandro’s men couldn’t? How are we supposed to find Ortega if he’s hidden himself away?”
“I don’t know, man, but he likes us. I’m going to try ringing and messaging him again. I’ve got an email address for him from a while ago as well. I’ve sent another message telling him that it’s urgent that he gets in contact.”
Cash nodded.
The last thing he really wanted to do was leave. Unfortunately, though, Ralen wasn’t wrong. This wasn’t his actual job, as much as he wished that taking care of Addie could be his job.
It couldn’t.
And she would soon be going back to her much safer life.
Without him.
38
Something was wrong with Cash.
He was frowning and pensive. She’d come out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth to find him sitting on the bed and staring at the wall.
Should she ask him if he was all right? But what if he didn’t want to tell her? Was that too invasive? Would he see it as her being nosy?
But what if she didn’t ask? Then he’d think she didn’t care. She definitely cared.
Great. It had been so long since she’d had social interactions with anyone other than her sisters that she didn’t know how to behave, and it was ramping her anxiety up higher and higher.
Turning his head, he looked at her. Immediately, he started to frown as he studied her.
“What is it? What’s making you anxious?” he demanded. He glanced around and then pointed to himself. “Is it me?”
She shook her head, then nodded. Her fingers were pressed tightly together, and she could feel her breathing growing faster. He quickly grabbed his phone and tried to hand it to her, but she was far beyond being able to type out what she needed.
He seemed to sense this. Instead, he set his phone down on the bed and stepped toward her, wrapping his arms around her. He held her tight, and she felt her anxiety wane. She didn’t know what it was about being held tightly or being wrapped up in a swaddle that helped her feel better. It just did.
Picking her up, he carried her to the bed and sat down on the edge again with her on his lap, facing him. Then he rocked her back and forth once more, talking to her quietly.
“It’s okay. You’re all right. Daddy has you. I’ve got you. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Everything is fine. You’re safe.”
Did he think she was worried about herself?
“Just take a nice deep breath in, and then let it out slowly. That’s it. And another one. Deep breath in. Hold it for two. Out slowly. In through your nose, out through your mouth. You’re being such a good girl for Daddy.”
When she felt calm enough, she leaned back and pointed at the phone. He grabbed it, giving it to her.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
His eyes widened in clear surprise. “Me? You’re worried about me?”
“You looked like you were upset.” She typed. “Or thinking hard? I’m sorry if I’ve got that wrong, and I wasn’t sure whether to ask you. Maybe you’d think I was being nosy, but if I didn’t ask you, maybe you’d think I didn’t care.”
“Those are a lot of worries you’ve got going on in your head, baby girl.”