Ripped: A Blood Money Novel by Edie Harris

Author:Edie Harris [Harris, Edie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-07-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

By midday Friday, Chandler’s tight little body seethed with unspent energy, forcing her to pace off the square footage of their suite, muttering to herself and punching at the air, her sparring partner invisible yet brutal.

In the weeks Tobias had held her captive, he’d never seen her so agitated. Within the confines of her Underground cell, she had maintained her focus, her routine—her sanity. But mere hours trapped in a bedroom, knowing her enemy was down the stairs and her sister unwilling to come up them, had sent her spiraling.

Her distress picked at the edges of his control. “My people will be here shortly,” he assured her from his seat at the window.

“Taking them long enough.” Her tone was waspish. “Where’d you have them fly in from—Tokyo?”

“They took the train out from London this morning.” Before retiring last night—before Chandler’s nightmares stole sleep from them both—Tobias had made a phone call to Keir, pulling him off his detail keeping tabs on Pinney, the scummy investigator. “I need you here,” he’d told his cousin from the privacy of the ensuite bathroom, where Tobias had perched on the edge of the tub. “We have a situation, and I can’t get resources from Boston here as quickly as I can you.”

Keir hadn’t asked any questions save one. “What about Pinney?”

Though Tobias had hated pulling eyes off the PI, the immediate physical safety of Chandler and Pippa was more important. “We’ll just have to hope he doesn’t realize you’re gone and take the opportunity to make a call to Victoria Nolte.” After telling Keir to bring his sister—the more backup the merrier—he’d hung up and flopped down on the settee.

Only to be woken a short while later by Chandler’s panicked gasps, her begging murmurs to stop please stop please no don’t make me inspiring the same awful, helpless sensation he thought he’d managed to subvert in the weeks since Beth’s rescue. That sensation threatened to choke him if she’d kept up those terrible mewling noises—as though she were dying inside her mind.

As though her mind was killing her.

He’d used his touch to bring her pleasure, dispelling the remnants of her nightmare and sending her into a quiet, dreamless sleep. But Tobias hadn’t slept. Ohhhh, no, he hadn’t slept a wink.

Her scent had lingered on his fingers, and he’d sniffed, covertly, filling his head and lungs with the essence of her as his eyes rolled back in his head. His hips moving restlessly under the thin blanket, he had sucked those fingers into his mouth and tasted the truth of her.

And woke this morning to an unsettling epiphany: Chandler McCallister was in his system, and she didn’t look to be leaving anytime soon. Worse, he couldn’t say he wanted her to.

Now, watching her slowly lose her mind as the wedding day crept closer, he saw the fortress that was Chandler in desperate need of help but with no clue how to request it. Did she not know that all she need do was ask him? Ask me, Chandler.

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