Not Just Friends (Hot in the City Book 3) by T Gephart

Author:T Gephart [Gephart, T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: T Gephart
Published: 2020-09-24T18:30:00+00:00

Jared

ANY MAN WHO got bored spending a day with a woman clearly isn’t with the right one. I didn’t even notice the time, minutes and hours getting lost as day turned into night, and I felt like I hadn’t even blinked.

We’d gone back to her apartment after Diablo and made love on her couch. It was slow and deliberate, a desperate need for me to look at her the whole time making me want to stretch it out.

I loved kissing her, loved the way her eyes would close and her breathing would slow, the trail of goosebumps under my fingertips when I ran my hand on her skin. It was easy when we were laying together to think she was fragile and soft, but five minutes in her club when she was in Diablo mode, and you’d see she was anything but.

Between those walls she was a machine, walking between the sections and knowing what everyone was doing and what was going on. Her beautiful eyes were restless, constantly scanning the crowd as she checked in with her staff and VIPs. She even made time for me, shooting me some flirty smiles whenever she strolled past.

And when I took her home, all bets were off. All the pent-up frustration of not being able to kiss and touch her manifested into an all-out assault.

It was around ten the next morning when my phone rang, the vibration on Presley’s nightstand waking me up even though the ringtone had been turned off.

“Yeah?” I yawned into the phone, not bothering to check the caller ID.

“It’s Tibbs. Do you know where Presley is?”

Even though she was sleeping safely beside me, the edge in his voice had me worried.

“Umm, at her apartment I assume,” I pushed up in the bed, Presley groaning a little as I moved. “Why, what’s wrong?”

“One of Shapiro’s guys spotted the asswipe’s TT last night around the club. He said it circled a few times but left. I don’t want to freak her out, but she needs to know, and I’ve been trying to call her all morning but her phone’s off. You still have her spare key, right? Any chance you could meet me at her place in twenty minutes?”

FUCK.

Presley rarely shut her phone off, the fancy piece of aluminum on 24/7. But for whatever reason she’d silenced it when we got home, determined to have a few hours without the barrage of emails, texts and social media alerts that usually came.

But at the moment it wasn’t her newfound balance that had me concerned, it was that her brother wanted to visit her, at the apartment of which I was currently in, naked.

“Errrr.” I looked around, trying to find where I’d left my clothes. “Twenty minutes?”

The words had no sooner left my mouth then Presley turned, reaching for me in her sleep. “Where did you go?” She groaned loudly when she didn’t feel me beside her, my eyes widening as I lowered my hand to her mouth. “What?” The muffled word coughed out against my palm as she woke up with a jump.

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