Three of a Kind: Tales of Luck, Chance & Misfortune by C.J. Pinard

Author:C.J. Pinard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gold, bad luck, sex, free, irish, luck, leprechaun, st patricks day, kristen middleton, lr potter

Chapter 4

Con is sitting on the couch, nursing both a cup of coffee and a hangover. He lifts blood-red eyes to me when I enter the penthouse.

“Good morning,” I say softly.

“Yeah? Well, what’s so good about it? Huhh?”

I shrug my shoulders and make my way into the bedroom, longing for a hot shower and a way to avoid Con. I strip quickly and step into the shower. I turn the water on as hot as I could bear it. I bow my head under the spray and think over what Trey had told me. I’m not surprised Con is involved in illegal things, I just can’t understand why. He is wealthy and certainly doesn’t need the money. I have nothing to do with his business so I don’t see how I can be tied to whatever he’s into.

I stiffen when I hear the shower door open and feel Con’s naked body press up against me.

“It sounds as if you’ve had a busy morning,” he murmurs as he presses his lips against my neck.

“What… do you mean?”

Con allows his fingertips to slide down my bare skin causing goose-bumps to rise up on my flesh. “Word is you and Trey Montgomery were looking pretty cozy this morning.”

I swallow and remain completely still. “A bellman hit me with a luggage cart and Trey helped me up. That’s all.”

Con slides his hands to my belly and brings me up against him and his desire. Slowly, he runs his hands up, allowing them to linger on my breasts.

With his lips back against my neck, he whispers, “You are so beautiful. I’ve always thought so.” He runs his hands down my arms until our fingers intertwine then he pushes us forward until our hands are pressed against the shower wall. Pressed against me intimately, he whispers into my ear, “You’ve turned me on since the very first time,” he licks the rim of my ear with his tongue. “Do you remember our first time, Chance?”

With my heart pounding, I only nod. I close my eyes to keep the tears from leaking out.

“Or should I call you Claire?”

I stiffen at his words and the air gushes from my chest.

Con pulls me more tightly against his body. As he begins to grind his body against mine, he says feverishly, “I remember our first time so well. Your hair was piled up on your head and you were wearing a long, white dress. You looked just like a princess. You were like a gift just waiting for me to unwrap you.”

The blood drains from my head and I sway a little unsteadily on my feet. Con had been one of them – one of guys who’d raped me and left me for dead. How could I not have known? How long had he known? Has he always known?

I become aware of Con pushing me forward intent upon his need and desire. Spotting the body wash in front of me, fluidly I untangle my fingers from his, grab the soap, twist around in his arms, and squirt the soap into his eyes.

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