Mistake (Siren Publishing Classic) by Allyson Young

Mistake (Siren Publishing Classic) by Allyson Young

Author:Allyson Young
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-08-08T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Five

Bryce checked his mirrors frequently. He couldn’t pick up any vehicles reappearing in his view except for Michelle’s unmarked. He ignored the silent woman in the passenger seat because if he allowed himself to think about her he wouldn’t be able to concentrate. Holy fuck. How had she managed to survive let alone be such an interesting and apparently well-adjusted—nope, not going there. He’d think about that later and have a discussion with her about it, too. And he’d fucking well share with her. Tit for tat. His gut roiled at the thought, but he was done being a chicken shit.

Backing into the driveway with the box of the truck near the front door, Bryce once again scanned the street. Just because Asshole hadn’t followed them didn’t mean he wasn’t lurking someplace close.

“Do you see any vehicles on the street that don’t look familiar, Jenna?”

She started and swivelled in her seat to look at him, her cat’s eyes wide, but then obediently surveyed the street. Shaking her head, she answered, “I don’t see any I haven’t seen before.”

“We’re going to hustle inside, and I’ll have my arm around you.” He eased his service weapon out of its holster and slid it into his pocket. Jenna’s eyes tracked the move and she visibly swallowed. “On the off chance Asshole is in your house, you drop right to the fucking floor and cover your head. Got that?”

“Yes.” Her response was faint but she nodded to underscore her understanding.

“Okay. You wait until I come around.”

“Okay.”

The entry into her house went as he orchestrated, but the house felt empty and a quick walk through established that fact. Jenna extricated herself from his grip, again pale and shaking, and disappeared into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. When he allowed himself to think past the immediate danger and what his woman had endured in the past, he was exhilarated at the opportunity to have her in his home so he might make things up to her. He walked to the side of the window in the living room and watched the street while he waited. Focus.

“Bryce?” Jenna stood just outside the bedroom door, looking done in, a wad of material in her hand. He made it to her in three long strides.

“What is it, sweetheart?” He pried the silky stuff loose and felt his forehead wrinkle as it hung from his hand. It slowly took shape, ragged ribbons of ivory material flowing from a band constructed of lace with tiny pink flowers scattered on it. It was, or had been, a nightgown, a really sexy nightgown. “Jesus,” he breathed.

“I have no idea when he was here,” she whispered, her eyes stark and staring. “I haven’t worn…I mean I didn’t have any reason to wear…”

Shit. They’d been in bed together every night since they met, and he’d fucked her every night and most mornings, too—a vagrant thought flitted through his front brain before he lost it—and he never let her wear anything to cover up.



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