Bishop's Queen by Harber Cristin

Author:Harber, Cristin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense, Military Romance, Thriller, New Adult
Publisher: Mill Creek Press
Published: 2016-10-23T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Bishop woke with one arm numb and a face full of Ella’s hair. Despite what had to be mid-morning light shining into the hotel room, he could have easily fallen back asleep, breathing her in after gathering her closer.

But instead, he remained still. When had he slept past the break of dawn? He couldn’t remember. Running his tongue along his raw lips, he replayed the night before—all the way to when they had said good night and he’d kissed the top of her head—he wouldn’t have changed a thing.

Ella, though? No telling how she would wake, and he would brace for that storm. They’d needed last night. For stress relief. Maybe he would get a reprieve from the ultimate dick move he’d pulled fifteen years ago. Hell. Who was he kidding? If they ever came to that bridge, he would have to figure out what was involved in a fucking grovel.

There was likely an email on his phone with an update from Titan. Whoever was messing with Ella had better hope that the FBI found him first. With each passing day, Bishop wanted to play bodyguard less and hunter more. That was in his blood, not this wait-and-react bullshit.

Anxious to see what Titan had learned, he shifted to reach the nightstand. Ella snored quietly and went back to her peaceful sleep as he failed to dislodge himself. Now that was funny, and he stifled a laugh. If someone would make that a video, her little snore would get mega hits, though who knew if Tara-publicist-from-hell would shit for a lack of flawless makeup and perfect talking points.

On second thought, it would go viral, and her publicist would finally be on Team Bishop. But then the entire world would have access to the sleeping beauty in his arms, and territorial pride wanted this view for his own. So that would be a no-go.

She stirred again and nuzzled against him. She’d always had a crazy streak, had always been passionate. How had he not seen the woman she would become? Did he know the last time they were in bed that it would be the last time?

No. Maybe…

He’d lied. He should’ve called her or done something to show he wasn’t an unfeeling asshole, running off like he had. Little did she know it was to fucking hide. However, if someone was going to be a bitch and hide, the army was a good place to do it—though the Rangers would’ve kicked his ass for ever thinking about the word “hide.” Bishop closed his eyes and thought about the last day he saw her.

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