Hayden (A Next Generation Carter Brother #4) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,99

she asks, her brows drawn together.

“Nothing,” I lie, before getting up to depose of the condom.

Coming back in, she’s still in the same position, looking relaxed and sated. A smug smile pulls at my lips as I get in beside her, pulling her into my arms.

“Okay, slow isn’t so bad,” she murmurs before yawning.

I run my hand down her back, stroking her soft skin. “It’s really not.”

“Thank you for an amazing couple of days.”

I reach around, cupping her breast in my hand, squeezing the soft globe. “It’s not over yet.”

She begins to squirm, her lips parting as arches into my touch. “It’s not?”

I grin, running my hand down her stomach, over her pubic bone. “Oh no, it’s really not.”

She laughs when I roll us so she’s on top, her hair flowing down. “I guess I should do all the work this time.”

My grin widens as I cup her backside, thrusting her wet pussy over my fully hard cock. “Yeah, I guess you should.”

She leans down, kissing me and all I can think of is how lucky I am to have her. With past relationships, I got bored, not just in the bedroom, but in general. With Hayden, neither are going to be a problem.

And I won’t change it for anything.

She’s under my skin in the best way.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

The grey sky darkens above me as I stand outside the police station. Rain is inevitable and the wind is strong, promising us another day and night of bad weather.

I still have five minutes until the time Beau told me to head inside. He’s going to make sure he’s walking past when I arrive.

My phone beeps with a message. Leaning against the wall, away from the stairs leading up to the station, I slide it out of my black leather jacket, smiling at ‘Hot Jerk Boss’ popping up on my screen.

It was my first day back today, and although he went back last week, we still spent pretty much every night together at my place. However, last night, I didn’t get to see him as he had to be up early today.

HOT JERK BOSS: I know you’re already coming in earlier today to go over what you missed, but would it be wrong of me to ask you to come in earlier? I could order dinner to my office for us both.

The time on my phone says it’s four in the afternoon, so his offer would save me going home for a few hours and being bored.

HAYDEN: Sounds tempting, but you in a suit, in your office, door locked… eating is not what will be on my mind.

It’s a couple of minutes before he replies.

HOT JERK BOSS: Getting a hard on at work whilst you are in the middle of a boring conference meeting isn’t as exciting as people make it out to be.

Laughing, I type out my reply, my fingers flying across the screen.

HAYDEN: Is Gillian from downstairs there?

Gillian is one of the researchers for the nature and wildlife magazine on the first floor. It’s a different department to the station but still owned by the Cross family. There are times we cross paths with her on our floor, mostly when we’ve been short-staffed. Her curious nature scares other people in the building. It’s like she knows what people are thinking or what they’ve done.

HOT JERK BOSS: Yes! How did you know? She’s freaking me out. She’s been staring at me for five minutes with a disgusted look upon her face.

HOT JERK BOSS: Please say you’ll come and keep me company. I should be out of here in about an hour.

HAYDEN: I’ll bring food. I’ve got something to do first, so I’ll message you when I’m on my way.

When I see his smiley face emoji, I smile and slide my phone back into my pocket.

I have to get this done. My stomach is in knots because I’m worried I’m going to fuck this up. There are people relying on me, even if they don’t know it, to get this done. I can’t let them down. I can pull the wool over many people’s eyes, but for some reason, that inkling of doubt keeps crawling up my spine, making me think they’ll see right through this ploy.

Inhaling, I straighten my jacket before taking the first step up to the large building.

As I reach the wide oak double doors, I put on my game face, inhaling and exhaling quick breaths before pushing open the door and rushing to the front desk, pretending to be