Always His: A Second Chance Romance (Second Chances Book 3) by Amelia Wilde

Author:Amelia Wilde [Wilde, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Beckett

“Stop thinking about it.”

Sam runs one finger from my collarbone down to my abs, her body curled up next to mine, under my arms, under my sheets.

“What?”

“Whatever you’re thinking about. You’re frowning.” She kisses my shoulder, at the epicenter of one of my tattoos, and her breath is hot against my skin.

“I wasn’t thinking about anything.”

“What did you say last night?” She looks up toward the ceiling like she’s searching for the words. “Let’s skip the part where you pretend you’re not thinking about anything.”

I take in a deep breath. I spent my entire shift at the plant today wondering if he’d called some kind of emergency meeting, if she was over in the office wing at that moment with that asshole. Rich guys like that think they can do whatever the hell they want with whoever the hell they want, even if they’re over sixty and creepy as fuck. Not that I would know personally. I’m guessing based on the way Sam struggled to describe things after dinner at Cinco Amigos. I’m probably damn right.

At the same time—

“Did you have to meet with Calley today?”

“No.” She pulls her face back from my shoulder to look up at me, shifts her legs underneath the blankets. “I told you, my next meeting with him is Monday afternoon.”

That means she has the entire weekend to make up her mind about whether she’s going to tell her boss.

Sam cuddles back up next to me. “Nope. The only meeting I had today was with the team from the office.”

My heart beats a little faster. I should just shut the hell up, but— “Did you say anything about Calley?”

Sam sighs. “I thought about it.”

“And?”

“I didn’t.”

My chest goes tight along with my jaw. “Okay.”

There’s a silence that goes on for one beat, then two, then three, and Sam’s body tenses against mine. “Are you…kidding?”

“About what?”

“You’re pissed at me.”

“I never said that.”

“You didn’t have to.”

This is not the way I want to start the weekend. This is not the way I want to spend Friday night. It would be better if she’d just say something about that idiot, but Sam’s only going to be here, what, one more week? Two, if this drags out any longer?

Still, she’s half right. I am pissed. But not at her. More so at Calley.

I scoop her up in my arm and pull her on top of me, her hair hanging down to brush against my shoulders, and I look her deep in the eyes. I was hoping that pulling her over like this would make her laugh, but her lips are pressed into a thin line.

“I am not pissed at you.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Beck. I’m looking at your face.”

I lean forward and kiss one of her cheeks, then the other. “I’m really not.” I run my hands down her back, rubbing at the curve just above her ass. She breathes in deeply, her breasts pressing closer to my chest.

“Damn you.”

I crack a grin at her, even though my stomach is

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