All The Truths (Lies & Truths Duet #2) - Rina Kent Page 0,56
picture. “I wore my engagement ring that night—where is it?”
“We found no ring.”
My heart flutters as I whisper, “So she took it.”
Oh, God.
Reina was trying on my engagement ring and it was a bit loose on her finger, so if she really was hurt or fell unconscious, the ring would’ve slipped off.
Or that’s what I want to believe.
I need to think she kept it because it was precious enough not to throw away.
“She took it?” The detective’s eyes zero in on me like a hawk’s. “Who is she?”
Shit.
I didn’t mean to say that bit of information aloud.
A larger than life presence stops behind me. His warmth envelops me like a cocoon. I don’t even have to look back to know who it is.
“If you’re done, leave,” Asher tells the detective in a firm voice that’s too similar to Alex’s lawyer tone.
“We’re not done.” Something glints in the detective’s eyes. “Miss Ellis here was just telling me about a she.”
“That would be the housekeeper.” Asher wraps an arm around my waist, and it feels more protective than anything he’s ever done before. “Now, leave before I call the other cops on you, the ones who can suspend you.”
Detective Daniels spits on the ground before he yanks the door of his police car open and slides inside. He stares at me through the window for a second too long. “I’ll get you one day, Miss Ellis.”
And then, his car revs up and he drives away.
“Motherfucker.” Asher’s rage-induced voice prickles my skin.
“I’m sorry, sir.” Joe slightly bows his head. “The guard at the gate is new. He didn’t know we don’t allow the police in.”
“It’s okay, Joe.” I smile at him.
Besides, even my security members aren’t allowed to mingle with the police. After all, they’re a legitimate business and can be targeted by the authorities if they make enemies with them.
As soon as Joe disappears inside, Asher spins me around so his arms are surrounding my waist from the front.
His expression is tight and on the verge of hell breaking loose. “Why the fuck were you talking to him? He’s after you, and he’s not someone to be trusted.”
“You think I trust him?”
“Then don’t talk to him.”
“I won’t let him walk all over me or force me into hiding. I did nothing wrong, Ash.”
He sighs with resignation. He’s started to do that every time I call him Ash now. I’m obviously not going to change the way I address him, so he has no choice but to cope with it.
“You have to be careful, for fuck’s sake.” He runs a hand through his jet-black hair. “You keep attracting danger like a magnet. I don’t even know what the fuck to do with you anymore.”
The urge I’ve been resisting since the morning overwhelms me now. I can’t stop it, even if I want to.
My nails dig into his leather jacket and I pull him down as I rise up on my tiptoes. My lips meet his and I plant the kiss I’ve wanted to give him since this morning.
It’s a comforting one, thankful, and everything in between. The fact that he’s worried about me makes me fly out of my skin. It’s like being high on a dopamine rush with no intention of ever coming down.
Asher groans as his strong hand wraps around the small of my back and he slams me against his pelvis.
My soft, slow kiss comes to a halt, and it’s Asher’s turn to claim me, devour me, almost like he did in the middle of the night when he woke me up to have sex.
I love it when he kisses me like he’s been starving for me, like he can’t survive without kissing me.
Asher and I should have been kissing for years.
Why did we take so long to do something so natural?
The clearing of a throat makes me jerk back from his mouth. Asher doesn’t let me go, though, his arm remaining like a cage around my waist.
I forgot we were outside and that Alex could see us. Shit. Just because he’s been keeping quiet about the fact that Asher and I live together doesn’t mean I should give him any ideas.
The one who interrupted us isn’t Alex, though. Jason stands beside his truck, appearing a bit awkward.
I place both palms on Asher’s shoulders and whisper so only he can hear me. “Let me go.”
“Why?” That intense possessive look returns. “You’re my fiancée, remember?”
“Ash.”
“Stop acting like you’re not mine or I’ll prove it right here, right now.”