Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 76953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“Eggs are fine. They actually get the eggs from Kit and Ria now. And I know how well those sweet girls live, so there are no guilty feelings there. I’m just not super hungry.”
I felt like I could eat one of those cases of eggs. I’d burned some calories the night before.
She took her piece of toast with jelly then gestured toward her eggs. “Help yourself.”
“How’d you sleep?” I asked, forking some of the scrambled eggs off her plate.
“Not for a long time, but then pretty deeply. I never get up this late. But without the sun shining on me, it was hard to know it was time to get up.”
We made small talk as the guys drifted in and out, dropping their plates in the dishwasher then heading out to do whatever their task was for the day.
“Did anyone get in touch with Layna last night?” Gracie asked when a few of her cousins hung around to get fresh coffee after it brewed.
“Yeah,” Fallon said. “You were right. Her stubborn ass won’t come back. But we have no reason to think she’s at risk in Vegas, so we’re not worried about it. Just told her she has to check in three times a day. If she misses one, someone is on a plane.”
“Okay. Good. Now, whose shower is the cleanest?” Gracie asked.
“What’s wrong with the one in the basement?” Fallon asked.
“You can’t be serious,” Gracie said, shaking her head. “I can’t even raise my arms enough to shampoo my hair in that thing. Clearly, it was designed by a dude.”
No one had anything to say to that. It had been.
“Didn’t I see Spike with the cleaning cart?” Brooks asked.
“Yeah, he came out of Nave’s old room, so that one is probably the cleanest.”
And Nave had moved on from living at the club, so the room was unoccupied until someone else was assigned to it.
“Why am I staying in the basement if there is an empty room?” Gracie asked, narrowing her eyes at her cousin.
“Added layer of safety,” Fallon said with a shrug.
“Yeah, sure,” she said, shaking her head as she stood. “Well, I’m going to take a shower then.”
With that, she cleaned her place and went downstairs to get her things.
“What’s my job today?” I asked when she was gone.
“Keeping your ass inside and away from windows,” Fallon said.
“I could—”
“Think my instructions were pretty clear,” he said, nodding at Brooks, then the two men made their way out of the room.
I helped Laz clean up, then made my way back toward my room.
And fuck if it wasn’t the one right next to fucking Nave’s old one.
I could hear the shower running.
And damn if there was no one in the hall to see me when I paused outside that door.
Then, knowing I was being reckless, I moved inside, closed, and locked the door.
The bathroom door was cracked, hot steam drifting into the bedroom as I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt, then finally, my pants, pausing only to grab a condom out of the pocket. Had I stashed it there with the hopes of catching her alone again? Sure did. Even after telling myself all night that it had to be a one-time thing.
Not wanting to give her a heart attack, I partially pushed open the bathroom door before knocking on it.
“Seriously?” she grumbled. “I’m naked in here.”
Clearly, she was expecting a cousin.
“Kinda counting on that,” I said.
I never saw a shower curtain snatch open so fast in my life.
Her shocked gaze was on my face for just a second before her hungry eyes raked over me.
There was a long pause on the foil in my hand. Then another one on my cock straining the material of my boker briefs.
A soft little whimper escaped her that had my cock twitching.
Then she straightened and pulled the curtain fully open in invitation.
I yanked down my underwear, then slid on the condom with her gaze on me the whole time.
Then I moved across the small space and stepped into the shower.
Reaching back, I slid the curtain closed.
I reached for her then, turning her and pulling her back against my chest.
There was no hesitation as my hands slid up her belly to cup her breasts, squeezing. My fingers circled, rolled, and pinched.
Gracie turned her head into my neck, her little gasps and whimpers making my cock twitch.
Her ass wiggled against my length, dragging a groan out of me.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” she said, her voice breathy.
“Were you thinking about me?” I asked, one hand moving down her belly.
Her head nodded.
“Yeah?” I asked. “Doing what? This?” My hand pressed between her thighs, and her little moan had my own desire ratcheting up.
“Yes,” she whimpered as I found her clit. “And no,” she added, making my lips curve up.
“Maybe this?” I asked as I slid two fingers down and pressed them inside her.