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This book is Part Five of the “Torrid Exposure New Adult Romance Series


Book 1


April is finished with school and ready to build a career. Coming from a well-to-do family, she has decided to reboot her life completely. With family scars too deep to mend, April craves a fresh start. But the past is harder to shake than April ever would have imagined. At the center of it all is Bennett, an old family friend who is the heir to a billionaire media mogul company. Bennett and April haven’t been able to stand each other since they were kids. But as the world shifts, the two of them discover the past might be the key to their future.


Book 2


April is shocked to find Bennett kissing another woman. What takes her even more by surprise are the sudden feelings that swell up in her at the sight. As April struggles to figure out where she stands with Bennett and resolves to stay away from him, her father falls ill. April toes the line between taking care of her father and not getting involved with the family’s company. Will April be able to stay on top of everything going on in her life and be able to keep her head on straight? Or will family ties drag her down past the point of no return?


Book 3


April has discovered her sister's darkest secret that has kept their relationship on the rocks since her near-fatal car accident. After learning of her father’s death, she suddenly feels as if she has lost her one ally in her family. All she has left is her promise to her father that she will make things right with her sister, Spencer. As April refuses to give up and dives head first into discovering the past, she also falls deeper in with Bennett, the billionaire heir to a far reaching media corporation.


Book 4


April’s world is rocked when she discovers the truth behind the night of her accident. Her sister, Spencer, has deep secrets of her own. Both involve a man they have known since they were kids – Kevin, Bennett’s father and the owner of a billionaire media corporation. April is determined to help her sister break free of Kevin’s clutches and repair their relationship. She wants to help Bennett see that he can stand on his own two feet without needing to bow down to the whims of his father. Can Bennett protect his father without losing April?


Book 5


With Spencer’s daughter, Aria, missing and Kevin hot on their trail, April feels as if things have flown completely off the rails. After Kevin lies and tells Bennett that April was kissing Anderson, she finds herself struggling to plan out her next move. Will Bennett help her work against his own father or will he be more concerned about the company? April must put the pieces of her life story together before it is too late to take down a mad billionaire and his lust for power but will the target on her back prove to be deadly?


Torrid Exposure

A New Adult Romance Series

Book 5

Copyright Revelry Publishing 2017

By Carla Coxwell

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Epilogue

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Chapter One

HI, THIS is Bennett. I can’t come to the phone right now –”

I let out a groan and slam the end call button. The screen flashes Bennett’s name a couple of times and then goes dark. There is no way that I am going to leave another voicemail. I had already left three in the day and a half since Bennett had called me and asked why I had been kissing Anderson.

“You okay?” Emily’s voice says from behind me.

I turn around and nod, “Yeah. Well…” I shrug and look down at my phone.

Emily understands and sighs, “He’ll come around. He can’t honestly believe that you kissed Anderson, right?”

She looks at me curiously, as if part of her doesn’t believe her own words. When Spencer and I had gotten back from Harmony’s house, I ended up telling Emily everything that I had been holding back from her. Now that she is caught up, she is determined to help me figure things out but the problem is that we don’t know where to start.

“I don’t know,” I finally reply. “I’ll figure it out, I guess. I was just hoping…”

“That he wasn’t going to be so quick to believe his dad? I know. But we don’t know what is going on his end, April. There could be more going on than we know.”

“Maybe,” I reply doubtfully, “I hope so. Anyway, let me get back to it.”

Emily nods and heads back into Miss Midnight’s shop. In order to distract myself, I had agreed to take photos of her tarot shop for her website. I hadn’t thought when I had called her last night that Miss Midnight would mean the very next day but I wasn’t going to say no to a job.

I trail after Emily but my mind is still on Bennett. After he accused me of kissing Anderson, the call suddenly dropped and I had no cell phone service. It had taken a few minutes to get it back but by then, Bennett was no longer answering my calls.

It is obvious that Kevin told Bennett that Anderson and I had been kissing. The truth – that Anderson had feelings for me and I had rebuffed him – wasn’t important to Kevin. He didn’t want the two of us dating and he loathed me. Anything to get me out of the way.

“Ah, there you are,” Miss Midnight says, “I finished organizing the room where I do my readings. You should take the photos there next.”

“Yeah, sounds good,” I reply.

Miss Midnight nods and beckons Emily over to her. “Come here, dear, we’ll go over your cards again.”

“Doing a reading?” I ask, wondering if I could take photos of the two of them.

Emily chimes up, “She’s teaching me how to read the cards.”

“Oh, that’s cool.” I reply, surprised that Emily has taken that much of an interest in the whole tarot card thing.

The two of them head off to a small table in the back of the office area and I head down the hallway to take photos of the tarot reading room. Even though I still constantly worry about Emily and her choices, I am not going to say anything about how I am not sure I believe in any of this stuff. If she has found something that she enjoys, then I want to make sure I support her.

I step into the tarot room. When Miss Midnight did a reading on me, which boiled down to fixing my relationships before taking on Kevin, I had blown it off. A large part of me still didn’t believe any of it. But, in the silence of the room, I have to admit to myself that I did tell Emily everything that was going on because of the reading nagging me in the back of my mind.

The things I’ve been doing such as supporting Emily and helping her when she needs me… helping Spencer, forgiving her for what happened the night of my car accident, and working to find her daughter, Aria. Those are things I am actively trying to work toward. I suppose that I still have to work things through with my mother. Our relationship had fallen apart when I opted out of the family fortune and business and hadn’t improved even after dad died. And things with Bennett are clearly still a mess.

I push those thoughts out of my mind and work on setting up the shots of the room. The silence surrounds me and is oddly comforting, like a heavy blanket. When was the last time I had been alone by myself with the quiet surrounding me? The incense in the room gives me a slight headache but other than that, taking photos in here is a breeze.

After about thirty minutes of taking photos and setting up shots, the door behind me opens. I turn around and Miss Midnight walks in. Her many bracelets on her wrists bang against each other as she moves.

“Going well?”

“Yes, ma’am. Anything you want specifically?”

“Some pictures with the crystal ball. People eat that up for some reason,” she replies with a small shrug.

I nod and move toward the table in the center of the room. The crystal ball on the table is a new addition. Emily said Miss Midnight bought it because it was a gimmick that people seemed to enjoy.

“How are things, dear?”

Oh no. She is staring at me with her eyes wide, as if she is going to tell me my aura is off again or something. The last thing I feel like right now is dealing with how doom and gloom my aura apparently is. I pretend to be fiddling with camera settings.

“Great. You?”

“You look tired. Do you want me to give you another reading?”

“No,” I say so quickly that Miss Midnight looks startled. “Sorry. No, I should really focus on the work at hand. But thanks.” Desperate to change the subject, I say, “Emily seems to be enjoying herself here.”

Miss Midnight stares at me a beat too long, as if she can see right through me. I look down at the crystal ball and wipe away an imaginary speck of dust off the table and raise my camera.

Taking the hint, she goes along with my change of subject. “Yes, Emily has really taken to it here. She learns quickly, that girl. Even though she is lost, I believe she will find her way.”

“Lost?” I ask in spite of knowing better, glancing up at her quickly.

“She clearly doesn’t know what she wants out of her life. But she’s smart. She’ll figure it out.”

“I hope so. She’s always sorta been aimless.” I catch myself before I say too much about Emily and her personal life to her boss. “How is her father doing?”

“I don’t see him very often. Sometimes he sits out on the patio, doing puzzles. Emily says she’s going to visit with him this weekend. Would do them both good, I think. They both have unresolved issues. Better to work them out before he passes on and Emily regrets it.”

“Yeah, I think so too.”

My mind flicks over to my mother again and a nagging feeling that I need to reach out to her comes back up. I look away from Miss Midnight. It is ridiculous to think that she can sense anything going on with me or that her readings have anything prescient in them. Even though the logical part of me tells me to get a grip, I still turn away from her, as if I can block her from staring at me.

“Well, I’ll let you get back to it. Let me know when you finish in here,” she says to me.

“Will do.”

Miss Midnight leaves, closing the door behind her. I stare at where she had been standing, wondering what it is about her that always makes me feel unnerved.

“You’re being an idiot,” I say aloud. “No one has special powers.”

I push the thoughts out of my mind and go back to work.


Chapter Two

By the time I am done, it is mid-afternoon. I finish taking the front shots of the store and head back inside. Miss Midnight is with a client. I saw her walk in – a short, slightly chubby blonde woman, clutching her purse tightly as if it held a secret.

Emily is behind her desk, the window open, when I step inside. She smiles when she sees me.

“All done?”

“Yup. She’s with someone right?”

“Yeah, it’s one of her regulars,” she says, and then disappears from the window and comes out of the hallway into the room. “I’ll tell her you finished though.”

“Great. How did your lesson go?”

“It’s fun. I like learning about the cards and what they could tell me. I really like it here.”

“You could do a reading for Adam,” I remark.

A dark cloud passes over Emily’s face that makes my heart sink. Like I had been suspecting, marrying Adam probably wasn’t working out as perfectly as she had been hoping for.

“Maybe,” Emily replies curtly.

I want to tell her that it is okay, that she can tell me if things aren’t working out with Adam and I won’t get upset. But Emily clearly doesn’t want to discuss it and changes the subject.

“You know, I was thinking about Bennett,” she says, “and I think you should go to his apartment.”

“What?”

“Yeah, just stop by there. Listen, I know you’re thinking the worst… that he’s going to dump you or something over what his dad said. But I think everyone is selling him short. You’ve known him since you were kids and after all the bullshit of pretending you hate each other; you’re finally together. I just don’t think we should write him off. Go to him, April. See if you can talk to him.”

I chew on her words. She is right – I am scared that Bennett will believe his father over me. How could I blame him? I am asking Bennett to go against his father. He believes the best in him and how could he not? What sort of person believes the worst of their own parents?

“I just don’t want you to lose someone you care about,” Emily finishes.

I nod, “Okay. I’ll go by now.”

She smiles. “Great. I think it’ll be good for you to talk to him.”

“What if he isn’t home?” I ask, feeling unsure. “He could be working.”

“He could be working from home too. Stop by anyway. If he isn’t home, then go back later.”

I agree and we hug each other. I leave the shop, feeling nervous. Emily’s idea is a good one and I know she only wants the best for me. Bennett and I love each other – maybe I shouldn’t be expecting the worst.

Trying to remain hopeful, I get in the car and check my phone just in case I missed anything. Nothing from Bennett. Even more worrying is the fact that there is nothing from Spencer. She has been oddly silent since we went to Harmony’s house and saw that Aria and her family were gone. I shoot her a quick text on the burner phone, asking if she is okay, and set off toward Bennett’s place.

By the time I pull up to his complex, I am so nervous that I feel a bit sick. The parking lot is full and I end up parking one lane down from Bennett’s place. I try to calm myself and take deep breaths. The apartments here all have garages for the owners so I can’t tell if Bennett is home or not. As I walk, I try to collect myself and then head out toward his front door.

I knock on the door and wait. My heart is beating quickly. I tell myself that it is silly to be so nervous about seeing him but part of me is expecting him to open the door, see me, and shut it in my face.

I want to tell him that Anderson kissed me but he was drunk and the whole thing was a mistake. I never kissed him back. His father is lying. The words are ready to roll off my tongue but still the door doesn’t open.

I knock one more time but there is nothing. I don’t even hear anything in the apartment. Like I thought, Bennett is at work. I turn around to leave, feeling a mixture of disappointment and worry.

Suddenly, the front door opens and I hear him before I turn around, “April?”

Bennett stands there. He has on dress pants and a white undershirt. He looks tired but otherwise the same. My throat goes dry and the speech I had planned dries up with it.

Finally, I find my voice. “I wanted to talk to you but you weren’t answering my calls.”

Bennett’s eyes dart around, as if he is looking for something and then he beckons me inside. “Come in.”

I walk into his apartment and he shuts and locks the door behind me. The living room looks the same as it did the last time I was here. The doors to the balcony are open and I can hear the ocean crashing against the surf.

Bennett moves past me, barely glancing at me, and goes to shut the doors to the balcony. He moves the blinds across them, as if he doesn’t want any sunlight in the apartment at all now that I am here. When he finishes closing up the windows, he turns back to me and flicks on a lamp.

“Is there a reason you’re locking everything up as if we’re under attack?” I ask, trying to keep my tone light.

Bennett glances at me, “Just in case.”

“In case of what?” I ask, puzzled now.

“Do you need anything to drink? I’ll get you a bottle of water,” Bennett says quickly and heads off toward the kitchen.

I follow him. “While I appreciate you wanting to keep me hydrated, are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

Bennett pulls out a bottle of water and hands it to me. I take it, even though I don’t feel that thirsty. He leans back against the counter and stares at me. I stare back. For some reason, I fight down the urge to laugh. Nervous laughter, I suspect, in how odd this situation is.

Finally, Bennett speaks. “I wanted to get one of those burner phones and call you but I’ve been so busy since that call got dropped with you that I haven’t had time.”

“Burner phone? Why can’t you just call me? I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.”

“I don’t want to talk to you on my cell. I don’t,” he lowers his voice, “I don’t trust it.”

“Your phone?”

“Yes,” he replies. “Listen, April, I know that you don’t have anything going on with Anderson.”

Relief sweeps through me quickly followed by confusion and I say, “What do you mean? Why aren’t you talking to me then?”

“Dad came to me with this bullshit story about how he caught you making out with Anderson at his dad’s birthday party and that you’re shacking up with your clients or whatever –”

“That isn’t true,” I say, my speech coming back to me. “Anderson was totally drunk and it was a lapse in his judgement. I set him straight. I told him I wanted nothing to do with him in that way.”

Bennett puts up his hand to stop me, “I know, April. I didn’t believe it when Dad told me.”

“You sounded so mad on the phone…”

“I know. Dad was there. I wanted him to think that I dumped you. The call dropped and I just lied and said you hung up on me because I confronted you.”

“But why?” I ask again.

Bennett steps toward me and puts his hands on my shoulders. He looks into my eyes. His own eyes are a clear blue, like a bright sky.

“I fucked things up when I told Dad I knew about the accident and what he did. I don’t know what he did after I made the mistake of letting him know that Spencer and you were on his trail. I had to make things right. So I have him thinking I dumped you and I’m willing to learn everything from him. I told him I will do what I need to do for the company. He’ll trust me this way, April. He could slip up. Give me the proof we need to make sure even the police can’t be bought off.”

“That’s dangerous, Bennett. If your dad finds out –”

“He won’t. Not if we do this right. Don’t call me anymore. I’ll reach out when I have a burner phone. I want Dad to completely believe that I trust in him.”

“What about the company and going against him? He could kick you out of the will and the company if he finds out.”

“That’s a risk I’ll have to take.”

The implications of this hit me hard. Bennett, who before always seemed hesitant on losing out on the billions his family has, is now looking at me as if he has made up his mind and this is the choice he has made.

“Are you sure?” I ask him, my mind spinning.

“April, I love you. My dad… you were right; he can’t get away with this. What he did to you in the accident, what he is doing to Spencer and her daughter… I can’t just sit back and let him do that to people. No matter how much money he has. He doesn’t even use his money for good. He uses it to buy his way out of any trouble he has going on. I was being selfish and I was scared before about going up against him. But I’ve made up my mind. This is what I want to do.”

A lump has formed in my throat and I can’t say anything. Bennett appears to sense this and brushes my cheek with his hand lightly. The touch seems to awaken everything good inside of me – the feelings of love for Bennett and the relief I feel that he isn’t upset with me. He tilts my chin up and then presses his lips gently against mine.

The touch of his lips on mine send waves of warmth throughout my body. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close. We kiss deeply but there is something urgent to the kiss as well, as if at any time everything could come crashing down.

After a few minutes of this, Bennett breaks the kiss and says softly, “We’ll figure it out together. Somehow.”

“What are we going to do? Kevin has moved Aria. Spencer thinks she knows where but even so, how can we get away from his control? Someone like that…”

I think back to Kevin telling me about Angel and her death and how he wasn’t sure if his father had something to do with it.

“How can we go against someone who has money to pay everyone off? He suggested even the police are in his pocket.”

“The police can’t ignore hard evidence, April,” Bennett says softly. “We’ll figure it out together.”

He kisses me again and I try to block out thoughts of Kevin. It is almost impossible. He is like the boogeyman, rising out from the depths of my nightmares to haunt me.

Bennett runs his fingers through my hair, “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For taking so long to accept what my father is like. For holding off on helping you and for fucking things up.”

“No one would go against their parents that easily,” I reply. “I understand why you did what you did. I understand why you wanted to help and talk things out with him.”

We kiss again but there is suddenly a knock on the door. It is loud and powerful and sends Bennett leaping away from me and looking down the hall.

“Were you expecting someone?” I whisper.

As if in reply, Bennett’s phone chimes. He grabs it off the counter and shows me the screen. It is a text from Kevin, telling Bennett that he is outside of his apartment.

“Shit,” I whisper. “What do I do?”

“Is your car outside?”

“There wasn’t a parking spot. I’m a block over.”

“You need to hide. Go into my bedroom and hide in the closet,” Bennett says as Kevin knocks again.

I take off to the bedroom and open his closet door. It is filled with clothes and boxes that he hasn’t unpacked from when he moved in. I shuffle myself inside and shut the door just as I hear Bennett talking to his father. The blinds are still open in his bedroom, offering a little light in through the door.

The closet muffles the conversation. I can’t hear anything, just the rumbling of Kevin’s voice and my own heart thudding in my chest. I try to wedge myself as far back into the closet as I can go. My back is digging painfully into the corner of a box which is still slightly bruised from when Kevin tossed me against the fridge.

I shift and that is when something falls off the top shelf of the closet and hits me on the head with a painful thud. It is a photo album and has landed open on a shot of Bennett as a little kid, playing on a beach. Sophia is behind him, smiling up at the camera. I hold my breath as I hear Kevin’s voice grow louder.

“Did you hear that?” he says as he steps into Bennett’s bedroom.

I curse inwardly and remain as still as I can. My palms are sweaty and my heart feels as if it is in my mouth.

“I didn’t hear anything. Could be the neighbors,” Bennett says.

“Better not be able to hear the neighbors with how much this place costs,” Kevin retorts, sounding disgusted.

“Well, I didn’t hear anything,” Bennett replies, sounding annoyed. “What were you saying?”

There is the sound of Kevin walking across the bedroom, as if he is still looking for the source of the noise. A suspicious bastard to be sure. I wish I could shrink myself. I am terrified he is going to open the closet door.

“Have you heard from April?” Kevin suddenly asks.

“She’s called a couple of times but I haven’t answered or called her back.”

“She’ll probably keep trying. Told you that you couldn’t trust her. She clearly regrets giving up her family money and is trying to get in with you now.”

“I know. You were right, Dad,” Bennett lies swiftly.

Kevin has stopped pacing and says, “I’m glad you saw things my way, son. I was worried that April had gotten you wrapped around her finger.”

“Her? No way,” Bennett says. “Not a chance. You know I’ve only cared about the company. I know I wasn’t taking things seriously before but I am now. I know we have a lot of work to do and I want to be part of it.”

“I’m impressed, Bennett. I was almost convinced that you would never see things my way. Here I was thinking I was going to have to give the business to Spencer.”

“Surely, you’re joking.”

“No. I was thinking about it, I admit it. But with the current situation, I am glad I didn’t. Would have been a huge mistake. Anyway, it doesn’t matter now. You’ve come around and you’re ready to be serious.”

“What about what April said in regards to Spencer and the car accident?” Bennett asks.

I lean forward a bit, in spite of myself, because I want to hear what Kevin is going to say.

“There is no proof. They have nothing to back up their claims. Everyone working that night has been dealt with. Don’t concern yourself with it.”

“Does Mother know?”

There is a surprised silence. Even I am taken aback by the mention of Bennett’s mother. I can’t recall the last time I held a conversation with his mother. She always kept to herself. At social functions, she would be on Kevin’s arm but she wouldn’t say much. She was practically a hermit now which I never understood until recently.

“Your mother has a lot on her plate. You know her mental health isn’t the best,” Kevin finally replies. “Don’t worry about it.”

His tone is firm, clearly saying not to broach the subject of Sophia again. I had no idea that her mental state was tenuous.

“Okay,” Bennett replies. “Do you need me this weekend?”

“No,” Kevin says. “I know I mentioned you going out of town but I don’t need you to now. I’m going to Hong Kong myself to deal with some business. I expect you to be by the phone in case I need you.”

“Of course.”

There is a shuffling noise and then I hear the two of them walking out of the bedroom. I am still holding my breath, nervous that Kevin will suddenly jump back in and open the closet door. But after a couple more minutes of discussion, I hear the front door open and then close.

I wait there, just in case, and finally I hear Bennett. “He’s gone.”

I crawl out of the closet and straighten myself up, rolling my neck around to stretch it.

“Sorry,” I say. “Some photo album fell on top of my head.”

“Thought for sure Dad was going to go in there,” Bennett exhaled, shaking his head a little. “I think we’re okay though.”

I hesitate before asking, “I didn’t know your mom…”

Bennett sits down at the edge of his bed and sighs. “Mother was always sort of… out of it. You remember that, don’t you?”

“I always thought she was just bored of the parties and all of the events that Kevin threw.”

Bennett looks glum. “Mother has tried every anxiety prescription known to man to try to help her out. I used to think it was just social anxiety and all the different people Dad had her meet through the years. But now, I’m starting to think she medicates because she’s with my dad.”

I go over and sit down next to him on the bed. I grab his hand and hold it firmly, wishing I could make him feel better or offer some words that would actually comfort him.

Finally, I say, “You know, my mom has been drinking a lot lately. More since Dad died. I have no idea how to approach her either. We never had the best relationship and now that Dad is gone, I feel completely disconnected from her. And Emily’s dad shut down completely after her mother died. Emily still resents him for it. Your mother self-medicates to deal with your dad. I guess none of us have parents who deal with things in a healthy way.”

Bennett sighs, “Yeah, but at least Emily’s father isn’t acting like a villain out a comic book. And your father was always a good, solid guy.” He squeezes my hand. “And he raised a great daughter.”

“Two great daughters,” I reply. “Spencer is good too. She just got caught up in a shitty situation. Even though this situation sucks, at least she and I are reconnecting.”

Bennett brushes a stray lock of hair from my face and smiles a little, “Yeah, that’s true. You two were always peas in a pod as kids.”

“At least your dad is in Hong Kong this weekend,” I point out.

Bennett sighs in relief. “Yeah, originally he was talking about me going but whatever is going on, he must want to deal with it himself. That’s a lucky break.”

“Maybe we can figure stuff out together this weekend.”

“It’s probably safer to do this now though,” he says.

For a second, I don’t know what he means. But then he leans forward and kisses me. There is still an urgency to it but now that Kevin has left, I don’t feel as wound up. Instead, I wrap my arms around him and return the kiss. It feels like it has been ages since we have been alone together like this. In reality, it hasn’t been that long, but the days are all blurring together now with activity.

Bennett pushes me gently down on the bed and is on top of me, kissing along my neck. I close my eyes and let the sensation of his lips bring goose bumps over my skin.

“Should we do this right now?” I ask him.

“Yes,” Bennett whispers back with urgency. “Now is the best time.”

I laugh a little as he unzips my pants. “You’d say that even if the apartment was burning down.”

Bennett chuckles in reply. He leaves butterfly kisses along my neck as he pulls my pants off. He trails his fingertips along my thighs. It is funny. When I am with Bennett, I barely notice my scar. I hardly think about it anymore. I don’t worry about him being grossed out by it. I never thought I would ever have that feeling with anyone.

I lean forward and kiss him. His lips are warm to the touch and comforting. My heart is racing but it isn’t from being scared Kevin was going to find me. My hands travel along his back, raising his shirt a little bit. His skin is hot to the touch and I remove his entire shirt.

My hands run down his chest, marveling at how fit he is. He is kissing my neck and down my shoulder as he moves his hands up my stomach. He lifts my blouse over my head to remove it and cups my bra, kissing the tops of my breasts.

Our lips come together again. This time it is more urgent. With everything going on, it feels as if I never get to spend as much time with him in bed like this. I’ll take these moments when I can get them. Bennett seems to be thinking the same thing because he unclasps my bra.

He kisses along my breasts and then gently sucks on my nipples. I shiver and close my eyes, letting out a soft moan. His tongue rolls across them and he moves one of his hands down to my underwear. Bennett yanks them off swiftly and slides one finger inside my wet pussy.

He moves his finger in and out of me slowly at first as he massages my breast with his other hand. I can feel his hard cock through his underwear. I want him inside of me but of course, he always has to tease me first.

Bennett fingers me for another minute or so and then removes his finger. He positions himself on top of me, taking off his underwear. I am eager for him to fuck me. He wraps his arms around me and looks me in the eyes as he enters me.

I let out a sigh of pleasure. He moans softly and holds me. We stay like that – together as one – for a few seconds as he studies my face. Then he leans forward and kisses me passionately. As he does this, he begins to pump his cock hard and fast.

I cling to him and rock my hips against him. We move together, perfectly in sync, as he fucks me. Bennett’s lips are on my skin as I moan his name. Everything else is forgotten as the heat between us grows. His cock feels divine buried deep inside of me.

His thrusts pick up speed. Halfway through, he repositions me so I am turning on all fours. Then Bennett slides his cock back inside and fucks me again. I take it from behind. Bennet grabs my hips as he thrusts inside of me. He then grips my hair firmly with one of his hands as he continues jack-hammering into me.

Bennett is fucking me so hard that my arms give out. I plop down onto the bed with my ass in the air as he fucks me hard and quickly in my pussy. His hands are on my back now as he thrusts. I can feel the pressure mounting. I start to shiver and moan as my climax shudders through me.

Bennett lets out a grunt and thrusts one final time, climaxing with me. Together we come like this. I let my orgasm ride out before Bennett pulls out of me and lies down next to me. I roll down onto my back and grab his hand, holding it.

“That was superb,” I whisper in a pant, trying to catch my breath.

Bennett laughs and says, “I’m glad you liked it.”

He turns to face me and we kiss gently. I run my hands down his side, drinking in the sight of him.

“I love you,” he says to me.

“I love you too.”

In that moment, everything is perfect.


Chapter Three

By the time I get home, I am exhausted. Between work, the stress of Kevin, and spending time with Bennett, it feels as if the day was a week long. I am looking forward to curling up in front of the TV and then heading to bed.


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