Empire of Desire: An Age Gap Father's Best Friend Romance by Rina Kent

Author:Rina Kent [Kent, Rina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackthorn Books, LLC
Published: 2021-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

21

Gwyneth

My spine tingles and jumps and I nearly reel from the shock of hearing his voice.

Not only do I plaster myself against the wall, but my whole body also hums to life. From my stuttering intakes of air to the curling of my toes in my white sneakers and all the way to my heaving chest. My nipples tighten and so does my pussy.

It’s just a voice, damn it, a voice among billions of others; however, it’s not merely any voice. It’s his voice. The man I’m not supposed to be crushing on, because it’s a form of dependency.

It’s not healthy.

And Dad will kill him when he finds out about this.

But all those thoughts blur in the background, all those don’t matter, because what I’m feeling is healthy in my mind, and Dad isn’t here. He still doesn’t want to wake up, so I’ll think about everything else when he does.

Right now, there’s only Nate’s voice and me, his stern voice that I can recognize the anger in. There’s a slight vibration in it, so even though it sounds calm, I know he isn’t. Oh, and the cursing. He only does that when he’s mad or aroused. I don’t think it’s the latter at the moment.

Anyhow, Nate’s voice should probably go on the list so I can desensitize myself and not lose my shit whenever I hear it. Because even though he doesn’t sound to be in a good mood, all I can think about are the dirty words he’s whispered and growled and ordered with that voice.

“Answer me,” he insists, still angry, still on the verge of something.

I stare up at him, and I think Nate’s face should be on the list, too. Nate’s body as well and, more specifically, Nate’s presence. Because that’s what turns me into a bundle of hyperaware nerves. That’s the actual thief that steals my breath and sanity.

But I can’t stop staring at him, at his broad silhouette that’s bathed in the late afternoon sun and at his gorgeous hair that’s so perfect, I want to run my fingers through it and mess it up a little, maybe mess him up a little, too, because he’s perfect and I hate that.

I hate the dependency.

“Chris and I went out.” I can’t tell him about the police, because he’ll make sure I find nothing. He’ll take away my investigation and if I insist it continues, he’ll take over it.

And that’s dependency, right? Leaving everything in his hands and letting him handle it all. And since I loathe the thought of it, I’ll change it. Fuck that word. Fuck dependency. I won’t depend on him anymore. From now on, I’ll take care of everything myself so that no one can say that word again.

I’m adding dependency to the stupid D list that keeps growing.

“You went out with Christoph,” he repeats slowly, menacingly, and my fingers shake. They shake so hard, I think he sees the effect he has on me. He sees how much he rattles me. But I don’t hide it, because his eyes rage a dark color that leaves me breathless.

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