No Saint by Rie Warren

Author:Rie Warren [Warren, Rie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

HONORÉ

“HOOWEE! SURE MUST’VE BEEN some adult sleepover with Saint if you’re still blushing three days later every time I mention his name.” Momma Joan cackled, her head bent over her emery board as she buffed her nails.

I ignored her, taking a sip of sweet tea and looking over a piece of music I’d been trying to compose. Unfortunately, the only thing I couldn’t compose was myself. Damn interfering woman.

She was right. Every mention of Saint’s name made me flush with heat, and I hadn’t even laid eyes on him since Tuesday morning.

I’d been surprised he’d been so mad I’d withheld the information about Caleb. Shocked he was even interested in my son at all. But that was nearsighted in retrospect, considering the way all those Blood Legion men had reacted to the birth of baby Haven Elizabeth.

Aside from Caleb being the son of his loins and his stupid Death Dealers legacy, Reggie had never been much of a father.

In addition to Saint now being in the know, he’d also been in my bed. So, yes, I got a little flustered whenever Joan brought him up. In fact, I couldn’t even rub my wrists without remembering how he’d put me in bondage and made me beg for his cock.

I felt him on me, in me, and still caught the hot masculine musk and leather scent of him in my bed.

I’d opened the can of worms with the naughty texts though. And lord but Saint took dirty imagination to a whole new level. He’d explicitly detailed how he wanted me perched on my stool in the music room, completely nude, legs open. That he’d skim his palms up my calves, spread me wider. He’d begin licking me, but he’d stop every time I faltered a note on the violin, which he swore he’d make me play while he ate me out . . .

Heat suffusing my cheeks, I glimpsed at Joan. She wore the kind of smug smile that said she could read my mind even though she didn’t directly look at me.

Saint might’ve learned about Caleb, but I swore he wouldn’t find out about Reggie.

Who’d want to be with a woman who had willingly lain with that piece of trash?

“Mommy?” Caleb appeared in the doorway to the living room, lolling from one side to the other like a drunken sailor. Or a seven-year-old unable to stand still.

“Yeah, baby boy?”

“What’s an adult sleepover?”

I glared at Joan. She pretended to wear an air of utter innocence.

Thankfully, I didn’t have to answer Caleb because he quickly followed up with another question.

“Is Saint your boyfriend?”

“What? No.” Placing the sheet music aside, I stared at him.

“More like a booty call,” Joan muttered.

Grrrrrr.

“It’s cool, Mommy. I have a girlfriend.” Caleb hopped into the room and dropped to his knees next to me.

“What? You do not.” My eyes probably bugged out of my head.

Even Momma Joan watched him as she blew across her newly buffed nails.

“Sure I do. Mary Mayfair Calais.”

“How old is she?” And what the hell?

“Same as me.

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