Protector Of Convenience (Rogue Protectors Book 2) by Victoria Paige

Author:Victoria Paige [Paige, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Victoria Paige Books
Published: 2020-10-11T23:00:00+00:00

The rest of the day passed with less tension. With stomachs full and with the lack of sleep taking its toll on everyone, most of them chilled out on the patio.

Drew and Delia commandeered the hammocks when the light breeze swept in during the late afternoon hours. Abbi Mena had retired to her room, saying she was done for the day and the excitement was too much for her old age.

Tessa and Cesar had left for their house.

Leon was around somewhere.

The rest of Migs’ sisters were playing scrabble and Cora appeared to be winning.

“Looks like Cora is demolishing the competition,” Ariana murmured sleepily against his chest.

“She’s a bookish person like Lettie, and a fan of trivia games and Jeopardy,” Migs said. They were stretched out on an outdoor swing bed and he had both arms wrapped around his wife. It fueled more than a few dirty thoughts, and he hoped like hell no emergency would come up this time and ruin his plans for the night. He was still mad at Ariana for leaving the ranch with Pops. He was antsy when he was in jail because he couldn’t get hold of Garrison. The useless one phone call they allowed in jail wouldn’t do shit because Garrison had to call back anyway.

Good thing, Pops was tight with the local PD and they notified him. When Migs was sprung from jail, he had a gut feeling that Ariana had contacted Garrison. He wasn’t prepared for the punch in the gut upon seeing his wife, devoid of makeup and disheveled. Ariana looked too beautiful for a tattooed roughneck like Migs. His wife was too pure to be anxiously waiting at the reception area in the midst of San Diego’s drunk, disorderly or low-life crowd who are hauled in during the late shift from midnight to six.

He was compelled to snatch her away and hide her, but he ended up kissing her instead.

He missed her. The idea of being away from her for a couple of hours and the uncertainty of the clusterfuck perpetuated by the DEA raid had put him on a razor’s edge. Even after he was released from jail, he was consumed by the need to make her his. He was just waiting for the right time to disappear into their room.

Ah, the joy of having your family watch your every move.

As soon as this stay was over, Migs was buying a place wherever Ariana wanted to live. He’d fuck her in every corner. His dick came to life behind his jeans. Ariana’s ass was pressed against it. Good thing she was half-asleep.

“I’m making more mojitos,” Pat got up from the game and walked by them. “Ari?”

“She’s asleep.”

“No, I’m not. None for me,” she said. “I haven’t recovered from our last drinking binge.”

“Miguel? Beer?”

“I’ll grab one later.”

Pat shrugged and went into the house.

“I can feel you poking me.” Even when he couldn’t see her face, he could imagine her smile from her voice.

He lowered his head and whispered by her ear.

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