Love Thy Enemy (Red Stone Security #13)(54)

Chapter 19





Abram shifted slightly against the bed, watching Lucy as she slept. Today had been a new level of insanity for him and his brother. And that was saying a lot.

After dealing with the cops and hours of endless questions and paperwork, Viktor and Dominique were holed up at Viktor’s place and Abram had brought Lucy to his. He needed to know she was safe, protected.

And he wasn’t going to let her go anytime soon—or ever. She might not realize it yet, but that necklace was only the first piece of jewelry he’d be buying her. Soon he planned to have a ring on her finger. All the muscles in his body were pulled taut, his cock rock hard, as he watched her. He should just get up, let her sleep, but he liked being near her.

He hadn’t told his brother yet, but he was going to insist that they all take Monday off. Everyone could use a break, as far as he was concerned, and he planned on keeping Lucy on lockdown, naked and happy the entire day

“I can hear you thinking,” Lucy murmured, not opening her eyes even as a seductive smile curved her lips. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” he rasped out. He slid his palm under the sheet and over her bare stomach. He hadn’t wanted to wake her before but touching her grounded him, reminded him that she was real and all his.

Cracking open her eyes, she turned, sliding her arm around his waist and pressing her bare chest to his. “You sure about that?”

He loved being skin to skin with her. Before Lucy he’d never had a woman at his place. Now…he wanted to wake up to her face every morning. It was a strange thing, this need to have her in his life, to see her every day. He’d felt this way since he’d met her but he still wasn’t used to it. “Just thinking that it could have been you kidnapped this morning. Viktor kept his shit together better than I would have.” It was a testament to his brother’s control. Abram couldn’t even imagine Lucy being stolen from him. It made his entire body break out in a sweat.

“Nah, you’d have taken care of business like you always do,” Lucy murmured into his chest, her voice thick with sleep. “I’m just glad Dominique is okay. She’s a good fit for your brother.”

“Yeah, she is.” And he felt like a bit of a dick for the way he’d talked about her to Viktor when it was clear the woman deeply cared for him. Not that he’d change his reaction. He’d just been looking out for his brother—and he’d do it again.

“So what’s going to happen with Kir? You think the police will ever find him?” She leaned back a fraction, her hair rustling against the pillow as she met his gaze. She was slightly more awake now and he was glad—because he wasn’t letting her go back to sleep until he’d gotten a taste of her.

“I think…” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “You don’t need to worry about him ever again. He won’t be a problem for us. I swear it. And…it’s highly unlikely the police will find him.” Abram felt no guilt that Kir was dead either. The man had betrayed him and his brother in the worst way possible.

Her eyes widened slightly then she shook her head, her expression wry. “I should probably be horrified by that, but I’m so freaking glad we don’t have to worry about him.” She yawned, stretching so that her back arched and her breasts rubbed against his chest again.

He’d been trying to show some restraint. He hadn’t woken her up or pounced the moment he knew she was awake—but his self-control was pretty thin where she was concerned. He wanted to test her slickness then slide right into her. Fuck foreplay right now. He craved being inside Lucy.

Moving his hand lower, he cupped her *.

She sucked in a breath, her eyes going heavy-lidded with hunger. “You’re a machine.”

“I can stop if you want.”

“Okay, stop,” she whispered, watching him carefully, a grin pulling at her mouth.

He inwardly smiled. She wanted to play. He slid a finger inside her to find her slick. “You sure about that?” Breathing erratically, she shook her head so he added another finger. “I love you.” The words were out before he could analyze them or try to talk himself out of saying them. He wasn’t used to being vulnerable in front of anyone.

Her dark eyes widened and for a brief moment he worried he’d f*cked up by moving too fast, but the smile she gave him was blinding. “I love you too, you sexy, frustrating Russian.”

Relief like he’d never known surged through him, hearing the admission from her. Yeah, she was definitely his.

He nipped her bottom lip between his teeth, keeping his fingers buried inside her but not moving. For now, he just wanted to take his time with the woman he’d fallen in love with. Today had only cemented his feelings for Lucy. When he imagined what it would have been like to be in his brother’s shoes, it clawed him up inside. He would never let anything happen to Lucy, never let anyone take her from him. She was his, and he was hers.

“You’re taking Monday off. We’re going to spend it in bed.”

“Hmm, bossy, bossy,” she murmured. “I’ll take Monday off only if you promise to make it worth my time.” The seductive grin she gave him made his cock jerk.

“I promise you’ll want to call in sick Tuesday too,” he murmured before capturing her mouth fully with his.