Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Vivian McKay lived in London, and he knew Coop felt the distance. He loved his siblings.
It made him wonder what it had been like to grow up with Alex and Eve McKay as parents. In that big comfy house with a brother and sister and a found family that never let him down.
“Hunter’s a good kid. I wouldn’t mind at all. I promise I’ll be a quiet roommate with very little drama.” He would be Cooper’s steadfast brother even if he never knew.
Coop nodded and pulled his cell out. “See that you do. And the room is one hundred percent yours. Maybe when we get back from the Montreal op we can find you a car. I need to go. You’re sure you don’t need a ride?”
He’d already gotten three adorable texts from his sub. Oh, they didn’t have a contract, but she was his sweet sub and he was going to enjoy it. “She’ll be here soon. And just so you know we’re going to a showing of old-school Star Wars tonight. Devi’s only seen the prequels.”
Coop’s eyes lit up. “You know Kala loves Star Wars. She mentioned something about it. If you two don’t mind, we might tag along. Like a not double date since we won’t mention that I’m dating her without her acknowledging it.”
“A not double date sounds great.” Everything was falling into place. He wasn’t even tricking Devi into a double. Last night she’d been the one to mention Kala loved old-school Star Wars, and wouldn’t it be fun to show her how nice it was to date. She loved her cousin, knew her cousin loved Cooper, and was trying to make it as easy as possible for Kala to fall into a relationship.
Kala could be complex.
“Then I’ll see you at the office where I’m sure we’ll get a shit ton of lectures on how to protect Carys and Aidan,” Cooper said with a grin.
He strode off, and Zach could hear him pick up his keys from the tray near the front door. It opened and closed, and he heard the lock slide into place.
Zach moved through the house that would soon be his home, contemplating the fact that when he asked Big Tag to move him fully onto the team, he was going to tell him why he’d been assigned to the team in the first place.
He poured himself the last cup of coffee and switched it off. He needed to get dressed. She would be here soon.
Would Ian be upset? Or would he roll his eyes and say he already knew and had some plan to make him a weird in-house double agent against his military enemies?
He moved to the hallway and saw Devi’s graceful form silhouetted in the opaque window of the door.
Damn. He’d do it. He would pretty much do anything Big Tag asked him to because he wanted to be part of whatever family that woman was in.
He set his mug down and wished he wasn’t about to open the door wearing his sweatpants and nothing else. He was supposed to be ready. He was supposed to be on time and prepared. It was kind of his brand. Zach Reed. Not too smart, but damn the man is on time.
He opened the door and she stood there wearing jeans and a cute top that showed off her midriff. She was beautifully put together. Casually elegant with a hint of “look, I go to the gym.”
She’d dressed for him, and he wasn’t even ready on time. “Hey, sweetness. I’m so sorry I’m running late. I’ll be two minutes.”
She stepped inside, and her eyes roamed his chest, a fine flush coming over her skin. “Oh, I think you can do way better than two minutes, Sir.”
She leaned in, her hand going to his chest and her mouth tilting up in invitation.
All thought fled and utter lust took its place. He locked his mouth over hers, kissing her like she was all he needed in the whole fucking world.
Brunch would have to wait.
* * * *
One week later Devi pulled up to the private airfield and wished she knew more about this secret mission her Dom was going on. He’d told her the bare minimum. They had a good shot at getting a bunch of information on some doctor guy they’d been checking out. He was a bad guy according to Zach, and Aidan had an invite to his house because of some kind of medical conference, and they were all flying into Canada.
She parked the car and Zach turned to her, reaching for her hand and pulling it in both of his.
“I don’t want to go.”
Only a few days and she was in so damn deep. They’d spent pretty much every minute of the week together when he wasn’t working. While he was at the office, she worked on commissions. She had three right now, two corsets and a catsuit. Being with Zach, though, had inspired her, and she’d designed several fet wear costumes that would bring her Dom to his knees. She liked him on his knees. When he was there he usually had his face buried in her pussy. “I don’t want you to go. I want to walk in there and tell my uncle he sucks because we haven’t even had a second night at The Hideout.”