Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Her rhythm went choppy as she chased her pleasure. Theo cupped her jaw with a hand and leaned up to kiss her. He grinned, the bastard, and said, “Look who’s home, princess.”
Her hazel eyes met Galen’s and that was it. She came with a cry to bring the roof down on them all. If Galen wasn’t already rock hard from the show they’d just put on, any blood left in his body would have rushed to his cock in that breath of a moment. Fuck.
He managed to hold it together as Theo rolled them again and drove into her, chasing his own pleasure. Even as part of Galen was already planning how he’d get them out of this mess, he appreciated the view. Theo came with a curse and rolled off Meg to give him a cocky grin.
Galen legitimately couldn’t decide if he wanted to walk over there and kiss Theo or punch him in his pretty face. Meg, at least, didn’t look happy to see him. She shoved the covers back and jumped to her feet. He saw the exact second her knees buckled and was there to catch her before she landed on her ass on the hardwood floors. “Hey, Meg. Long time.”
“You don’t say.” She stared up him as if searching his face for answers. He had none, and whatever she was looking for, she didn’t find. Meg shook her head and jerked her arms out of his grip. “Tell Theo to take his money back.”
On the bed, Theo growled. “I thought we were past this.”
“You thought wrong. It’s morning, which means it’s over.” She pointed a finger at him like she was a teacher lecturing a troublesome student. Galen had never wanted to see any of his teachers naked, but if Meg had been one of them, maybe he would have made an exception. Meg spun to face him. “Did you approve of this bullshit?”
He’d had a clear view of what he thought was happening when he walked through the door of the bedroom. It appeared Galen was half right. They might have been fucking seconds ago, but she wasn’t lust-drunk.
No, Meg was fucking pissed.
Galen retreated back to the doorway and resumed his position. “I don’t have the slightest fucking idea what you’re going on about.”
“Going on. Going on.” Meg dragged her fingers through her long dark hair. She didn’t seem to notice she was still naked and flushed from the fucking Theo had laid on her, and hell if that didn’t make Galen like her a little bit more. She’d lost weight since he’d seen her last—weight she couldn’t afford to lose. He couldn’t quite count her ribs, but another few pounds and he might be able to. There were faint hickeys on her breasts and thighs, which confirmed his suspicion that Theo hadn’t waited a damn hour after Galen boarded his plane to move on Meg.
He really should have known this was going to happen.
She snapped her fingers in front of his face. “Stop staring at my tits and focus.”
“They’re nice tits.” He mostly said it to be an asshole, and she flushed a deep red that he kind of liked.
“You’re a pig. You’re both pigs. Overbearing asshole pigs.”
He’d suspected Meg had a temper, though to be fair, Theo had the ability to drive a saint to a screaming fit in less than an hour if he put his mind to it. Galen looked over her shoulder to his friend. “What did you do?”
“You don’t have to sound so accusing. She needed help. I provided said help. Now she’s acting like I snuck into her room and pissed on her foot.”
Meg’s lips moved as she silently echoed what he’d just said. She shut her eyes and Galen knew without a shadow of doubt that she was counting to ten. Maybe twenty. As much as he enjoyed Theo under most circumstances, this situation was half a breath from exploding in all their faces. He needed to get it defused and get Meg the fuck out of here before someone realized she was the same woman who’d been in their apartment last time they were in town.
It might already be too late.
4
Sleeping with Theo wasn’t a mistake. It was a goddamn catastrophe. Meg didn’t even know how it happened. One second she was trying to keep from kicking him in the shin and the next she was riding his cock and crying out his name as she came. The man had some kind of seduction magic and, as enjoyable as the last few hours had been, she was not here for it.
Worse in so many ways, now Galen was blocking the exit with his big sexy body, and she couldn’t help but remember the way he’d growled filthy words in her ear that branded her right down to her soul. The only thing saving her from doing something truly regrettable was the fact that he looked just as pissed as she was.