sighed loudly, letting go of any anger I felt toward the unmentionable one. I needed to get ahead of the escalating passion or we wouldn’t be leaving here. “I’d love to have dinner with you,” I whispered through a moan.
He stopped dead in his tracks. “It’s settled then? You want to go out?”
I couldn’t blame him for being so tentative. My emotions we all over the place. “Yes, I need this. We need this.”
He nodded his agreement with a kiss to my cheek and then grabbed his phone, scrolling through his contacts. When he turned to face me, he asked, “Can you be ready in an hour?”
“Yes, but—” I didn’t get a chance to utter the word before I was cut off.
“There’s breast milk in the refrigerator, right?”
“Yes, I pumped this morning,” I answered, the excitement constricting my insides. He barked out a series of orders, despite my fingers to my lips. I went to my closet wondering what not only would fit, but what I would look good in. Where was he taking me? Who in the hell was going to watch Bella?
The click of his phone sounded and it was back in his pocket. “We will have to wait to kill Chance. He’s agreed to watch Bella.” He spun me until my back was against his chest. His hands squeezed my engorged breasts before they gripped my thighs pulling me onto his hard cock. Disarming. That’s what you call this. Who could concentrate on a murder with his sexual cloak shrouding me.
“Where are we going?” I moaned, feeling suddenly very hot. His hand glided back and forth over my yoga pants, and the intimate contact felt divine.
“Santa Catalina. We’ll only be fifteen minutes away in case of anything.” He bit the back of my neck and released me with a pat on the ass. “Forty-five minutes now…my beauty. Best be ready on time.”
I tapped out a quick text to Cindy, letting her know Chance would be babysitting Bella. Hopefully, she’d stop in to check up on them. Abel had already told me that Woody and Cindy were talking again. I had to wonder if that wasn’t partly the reason for her lack of contact. On a normal day, in a normal world, this wouldn’t happen. However, this was Lethal Abel boys we were talking about. They had an unassuming way of encompassing and dominating your thoughts without you even knowing it.
Forty minutes later, and with five to spare, I wrote out a list of all possible scenarios and what to do. Bella was down for a few hours, and in very capable hands. Cindy and Woody were going to stop by, so my anxiety wasn’t reaching explosive levels.
Abel left the front door open, choosing to wait outside for me. I took a deep, calming breath and went to him. I told myself I had dressed for me, but it was all about him. It was a plain, black satin cocktail dress that hit me just below the knee. The top was fitted with one shoulder that fell off loosely. The bodice was tight, holding in any undesirable bumps. It didn’t scream siren, but was provocative, sexy, and potent on the eye. And, I felt fantastic in it. I was even amazed at my transformation. Feeling a bit like my old self, there was confidence in my step with every sway of my hips.
I heard his sharp inhale before I saw him. His eyebrow raised and his lips parted with just a hint of that shiny tongue ring. I ran my hands over my arms, feeling a prickle of awareness. The black pupils nearly ate away his gorgeous green eyes. He leaned against the car, his hair long enough to slick back, adding a touch of old Hollywood meets new vogue rocker chic. He donned a beige fitted suit, crisp white shirt, with a tan textured Gucci tie. The black Ferragamo belt added a touch of color. My eyes traveled up and down, leisurely taking him in. His legs were crossed at the ankle, showing off his black YSL loafers. My god, he was a walking couture billboard, and cleaned up exquisitely, nearly rendering me speechless.
“Whoa,” I said as he stepped close enough for our lips to touch.
“Whoa yourself.” His eyes held mine in captivity. “Come, my beauty.” He extended his hand and I folded into the back seat of the Phantom. Scott drove us tonight. Abel rarely drove anymore in LA. The media was a constant battle that