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Inside, I’m freaking out, but the sunglasses help to obscure the terror in my eyes as I slow to a stop a few feet from the gate.
A man I don’t recognize circles around to my window, so, with shaky hands, I press the control to lower it.
I don’t wait for him to speak. “Hey there! I’m just headed out to pick up some paintings.” I smile and use a thumb to point to the empty back of the van. The missing seats making it the perfect vehicle for transporting large canvases.
The man inclines his head. “For the Mrs., right? Heard she was an artist.”
Heard she was…
This man doesn’t know it’s me. Doesn’t know thatI’m the Mrs.
“Yep!” My octave hits an all new high, but he just grins.
“Well, hurry back. I heard there’s gonna be some thunderstorms later tonight. You won’t want to be driving in that.”
I don’t have to fake my grimace. “Yeah, sure don’t.”
Then the man, my new favorite person, taps the hood of the car twice and gestures to the other man still stationed by the gate.
“See ya!” I call out, as I roll up my window and pull out of the driveway, careful not to stomp on the gas and give myself away.
Stress sweat is already soaking through my many layers of clothes, but I made it.
I fucking made it!
CHAPTER37
King
Nero tapshis fingers on my dashboard.
“Do that again and I’m cutting them off,” I snap.
His fingers still in their tapping, and his head slowly turns to face me. “You want to talk about it?”
My brows furrow. “Talk about what?”
“Whatever’s crawled up your ass.” Nero lifts his hands when I glare at him. “Fine, keep being a wound-up dickhead. But I didn’t make you come out tonight.”
“I’d like to see you make me do anything,” I grumble.
He snorts. “Whatever she’s done to you, I don’t even feel bad.”
“She hasn’t done anything to me.”
“Oh,” Nero says knowingly. “You’re hard up for some. I get it.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Would you just shut the fuck up?”
“No.”God, he’s a dick.“You kidnapped that woman. You can’t really expect her to want to fuck you.” He lifts a shoulder. “At least not right away.”
“Oh, she wants to fuck me.” I let out a humorless chuckle. “She just won’t act on it.”
I surprised myself last night, with the self-restraint it took to lay there, waiting for my dick to shrink, rather than jerking off, lying next to her, while she slept.
“Hmm.” Nero nods. “Blue balls would make me ornery too.”
I drag the back of my hand over my forehead, wiping the sweat away.