Chapter 60
Fiona
Silently, I shovel the scrambled eggs I’d just finished making onto two plates one for me and one for Eshan the matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him to give me more information on his trip vender sorging there werking more. he wouldn’t spill any more information than lae’d already told me
He’s meeting someone who is his rival something I didn’t realize people had nowadays.
There might be danger if I go and what kind of danger, he wouldn’t tell me
And, he has to do this alone- he won’t take anyone, even a bodyguard when I asked
I can’t tell if he’s just stubborn or if this is the only way he knows to meet this other man
During my sleepless night, many scenarios ran through my mind. Ethan being shot by said unknown man. His body beam and bloody on the side of the road. Getting a phone call from a random hospital telling me he’s insats
The thoughts make me shiver and focus on flipping the bacon I’m cooking Using the back of my hand. I swipe at the street of anxious sweat on my forehead, trying to block out the horrible images trying to take over my
The crackle of bacon grease and the soft sighs of my breathing are the only sounds in the kitchen, leaving me alone with : wandering imagination.
Sighing, I pick the finished bacon off the stove and add some new pieces on. The more I think about Ether perting hurt the more my stomach ties in knots. Sleep evaded me last night, making me toss and turn into the early houn of the morning where I got up and fixed breakfast. Why couldn’t I have passed out into a blissful, non–nightmarish sleep like I always after sex with Ethan?
Last night had been amazing, as usual, but with our connection growing, I find my chest tightening more and more. Maybe I’m overreacting. A personal meeting between Ethan and a businessman like him couldn’t be that dangerous. Righet
It’ll probably just be a tense meeting where they argue over. well, I’m not sure what they’ll be discussing Ethan never said
“Something smells delicious,” a rumbly voice says as arms snake around my waist. I jump then shiver when his nose rakes up my neck sensually. “And I don’t mean the food.”
The growl that vibrates through his body makes me moan and arch into him. My body reacts before my mind can, my hand reaching up and fingers curling into Ethan’s hair.
“Morning,” I moan, pressing my ass back into his erection. All thoughts of Ethan leaving disappear from my mind, erased by his hands sliding beneath my shirt and up my sides before cupping my breast.
“E–Ethan,” I gasp, gripping the counter with my free hand when his thumbs swirl my nipples.
“I could hear you thinking from upstairs,” he whispers, nibbling at my neck. My head rolls to the side, leaving my neck exposed to his lips.
Pleasurable heat pools between my thighs, a longing that I can’t suppress even if I wanted to. It melts my mind and sets my body alilaze in the most amazing way possible, but at the same time, it makes me whimper with need.
If he doesn’t do something soon, I might die.
“Let me clear your mind.”
I nod desperately, rocking back into his hard cock and moaning when it slides against my sensitive clit. The friction is bot and hard but not enough, and I whine, chasing the release that’s just out of reach.
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“Patience, he whispers, the deepness in his voice like sin.
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Sparks fine through my body, accompanied by darkness creeping at the edges of my vision, as he slips a hand beneath the loose waistband of my sleep pants. Slowly, and just as his hard cock fills me, Ethan’s fingers find my center, circling my sensitive nub.
“Aaah!” I cry out, the sensation too much as I slump forward onto the counter.
“That’s right, Fiona. Let me take care of you,” Ethan murmurs, pulling back and sliding into me again. The hand at my clit speeds up as he presses me into the counter, pounding faster and faster into me.
“1. Will. Be. Back,” he growls with each thrust, rocking both of our bodies. I moan and whimper with each thrust, pushing back to meet him as the pleasure turns blinding. “Don’t worry I’ll. Be. Safe.”
With one last hard thrust, Ethan groans, and I scream through my climax.
Adjusting my top, I make my way back downstairs to find Ethan.
After our session, Ethan ran me a bath and told me to clean up while he got ready to leave. I didn’t want to fight with him. so I let myself sink into the warm water, but I’d wanted to ask him to stay.
It was a selfish thought, which is why I kept it to myself. This meeting must be important, and I have no right to ask him to stay. I’m not his wife or even his real girlfriend.
“Did I interrupt something?” Ryan asks.
“You didn’t. We were finished,” Ethan answers.
I stop on the bottom stair step just out of view. Ethan didn’t say anything about Ryan coming over, but we also didn’t talk much when he came downstairs How long had Ryan been here?
Heat rushes to my face. Did he get here while we were.. Oh, Cod.
“Fiona,” Ethan calls, jolting me out of my embarrassment. “Are you going to come tell me goodbye?” 1 bite back a yelp of surprise that he knew I was standing here. There’s no way he could see me, yet he still knew. How long did he know!
More mortification falls over me, but instead of answering, I step into the living room where Ethan stands with a duffle bag at his feet.
Despite our moment together earlier, he’s ready to go. No hesitation. No fear. Should I be afraid? He promised he would come back and that everything would be fine, but my gut still twists with worry even when he smiles at me.
“Do you have to go?”
He chuckles at the same question I’ve asked at least five times.
“I do, but Ryan will be here if you need anything, plus, I’ll only be gone for a day or two,” Ethan says. It’s the same thing he told me yesterday, yet he says it like it’s the first time. There is no anger or annoyance in his tone, simply information
My stomach flips, and before I can beg him to stay, I rush forward, throw my arms around his torso, and tuck my head into
his chest.
“Everything will be fine, Fiona. There’s nothing to worry about,” Ethan murmurs, his fingers gripping my chin and lifting it until our eyes connect. “I truly didn’t mean to scare you.”
“He’s right, Fiona. Ethan can handle anything Jameson Moore throws at him. The boy is pathetic and grasping at straws to gain more control of the business empire his father built,” Ryan jumps in, smiling confidently. He slaps Ethan on the arm,
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jarring me but Ethan stands firm and even glares at Ryan
The glare in’t serious, though, and Ryan laughs the expression away.
“Beudes, he’ll be back quick, just like he said. You won’t even have time to miss him.”
I doubt that
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The ache in my chest is unfamiliar and painful, making me wonder where it came from. It’s different than the hurt I felt from my family or from Jack. This time the ache feels hollow and sharp, almost a hole in my chest.
1 peer up at Ethan, my eyes finding his as silence falls over us.
It’s right then when I realize, Ethan hasn’t left yet, but I already miss him.
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