as I fall apart.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he rasps against the skin of my throat, and then he’s joining me.
God, I love the way he groans as he comes. Carnal and savage, like he’s dying and waking up at the same time.
I graze my nails down his back as we catch our breath and he buries his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling me. “You smell like sex and candy.”
“There’s a song about that, you know.”
He lets out a low, sexy laugh. “God, I fucking missed you.”
My heart rattles inside my rib cage. I want to pinch myself because it took us four long years to get to this place, but we’re finally here.
Nothing can tear us apart now. He’s embedded in my soul.
And I hope like hell he feels the same about me.
“Hey.” My hand finds his jaw. “We’re okay now…right?”
His features sharpen and that pained look in his eyes is back again. Slowly, he untangles his limbs from mine and reaches for his sweatpants on the floor.
“I’m gonna get a bottle of water. Want one? Maybe some food?”
Screw the refreshments. What I want is to know is why he always looks so riddled with guilt after being with me.
I clutch my chest as the vile thought infiltrates my brain. “Are you back with Britney?”
It’s the only logical explanation I can come up with at this point.
He looks at me like I’m crazy. “What? Hell no.”
That’s a relief at least.
I pull the sheets around me and he bolts for his door, like he can’t get away fast enough.
“Be back in a bit.”
Frustration jams in my throat.
I’m starting to think I should tie him up the next time I broach the topic with him.
That way he can’t run away.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jace’s voice booms from the other side of his door. “You brought her here?” A big thwack makes me jump. “In my mother’s bedroom?”
Oh, shit.
Scrambling, I put my clothes on and open his door.
My eyes widen as I take in the scene before me.
Jace is standing there shirtless, madder than I’ve ever seen him.
While his father looks…well, ashamed and very uncomfortable.
The beautiful, albeit timid woman hiding behind him, doesn’t look much better.
For a moment, I wonder if Mr. Covington is sleeping with one of his dead wife’s relatives. There’s no denying the uncanny resemblance she has to Jace’s mom…or Bianca for that matter.
Oh, boy. This is bad. Really bad.
I take a step forward. “Ja—”
“What the hell?” Cole questions as he comes out of his bedroom. Confusion mars his face as he looks between Jace and his father.
I can see the moment it clicks because he narrows his eyes. “Seriously? You couldn’t take your whore to a motel?”
Before his dad can answer, the door to Bianca’s room opens and she steps out. “What’s going on?” Yawning, she rubs the sleep out of her eyes. “Why is everyone yelli—” Her eyes zero in on the woman hiding behind her father. “Who is she?” Hope shines in her dark eyes and she turns to Jace. “Is she a family member visiting from India?”
“No. Our sperm donor just has a particular type,” Jace spits, glaring daggers at his father. “Ain’t that right, Pops?”
Clearing his throat, Mr. Covington attempts to speak, but Bianca cuts him off. “Wait…you spent the night with her? In Mom’s bed?” Her lower lip wobbles. “How could you do that?”
Understandably, the woman in question looks absolutely mortified.
Truth be told, I feel terrible. Unbeknownst to her, she just walked into a full-on warzone.
And the sinister look on Jace’s face tells me this is only the beginning.
Mr. Covington blows out a heavy breath. “I know you guys are upset, but I think we all need to calm—”
“Fuck you,” Jace yells. “You don’t know a goddamn thing about what this family needs.” He laughs, but there’s not an ounce of humor. “Christ, you can’t spend time with your kids, but you have time to fuck her?”
His father bristles. “Excuse me—”
“No.” Jace pins him with a menacing look. “You haven’t talked in over seven years, why start now?” His gaze flicks to the woman behind him. “I’ll tell you what though. I’d love to talk to your girl. Tell her all about the man she’s screwing.”
Shaking, the shy woman buries her head against her lover’s shoulder.
“That’s enough,” Mr. Covington barks. “Leave Nadia alone.”
Whatever composure Jace was hanging on to snaps and he advances on his dad. “Wrong time to find your balls, Jason.” He shoves him. “It’s enough when I fucking