Used: A Dark Mafia Romance by Marlee Wray

Author:Marlee Wray [Wray, Marlee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-05-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Laurel

The guest bathroom makes my jaw drop. There’s a glossy black tub with faceted sides that cause it to look like a giant onyx that someone cut the top off of and hollowed out for bathing. The antique gold fixtures match its rim. The double sinks are set in a piece of furniture that’s decorated with a crocheted gold thread. The showerhead’s a metal cross suspended from the ceiling, and the stone tile under our feet is warm, making it opulent and functional.

Trick sets his gun on the cabinet and hangs his clothes on a hook.

“Get out of those wet clothes.”

“This house is incredible.”

He glances around. “You like this bathroom?”

I nod. “It’s unbelievable.”

“The furniture’s from a Portuguese designer whose work is pretty great. But that tub’s ridiculous. I ordered it in the middle of the night when I was really stoned. Meant to get the tub below it on the website. Zoe’s the only one who likes the tub. She’s a theater major and half Brazilian, which explains her taste. C calls this the Liberace bathroom.”

Laughing softly, I shake my head.

“That tub’s one of the things that convinced me to stop speed-balling.” When he cracks a smile, I realize he’s kidding.

I set the diamond ring next to his watch. Then I start to strip down, hanging my clothes over towel racks. “Was there one thing that made you decide to quit using drugs?” I wonder not only because I’m curious about him, but also because I’m still trying to figure out how to help Monet quit for good.

“It was two things close together. And no, I don’t want to talk about it. Ask me again in a couple months. Earn the right to hear my stories by staying with me.”

I’m examining the cut in my eyebrow when he says this. “If I survive one week with you, I think I’ll have earned some stories.”

“Fair enough.” He catches my face in his hands and kisses me. When he speaks, his voice is little more than breath against my lips. “I’m so fucking sorry you got hurt.”

That makes my heart clench. “I know.” I raise his hand and kiss his scraped knuckles, tasting blood and chlorine. Jesus. “I’m all right.”

“You stayed calm the whole time. I’m proud of you.”

Those words warm my whole body, and I smile. “Zoe said you jumped down from the balcony like a Hollywood stunt man. I thought you only show off when I’m watching?”

He flashes a smile. “You heard about it, didn’t you?”

Turning serious, I rest my head against his chest for a moment. “Scary night.”

“I guess I should’ve warned you. I didn’t want you worried, so I planned to keep you right next to me so you’d be safe. Things didn’t go to plan.” He steps into the shower. “How did you get downstairs?”

My stomach lurches at the question. “Hmm?” Stepping under the shower too as he turns on the water, it drowns us out, coming down as a waterfall.

He soaps my body, running his hands over my skin until there’s an ache between my legs.

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