Chapter 37

CHAPTER37

Haven Technologies

“About fucking time,” Nathan said, dropping back in his chair with a sigh as he took in the fucking mess that they’d been forced to fix. Thirty hours of nonstop attacks on their systems, one right after the other, until finally, they were able to stop them.

He’d never seen anything like it before.

Whatever it was, it was definitely coordinated, Nathan thought as he glanced at Jess to find the woman who’d saved their asses looking really fucking relieved as she closed her laptop with a mumbled, “Finally.”

“All set?” Nathan asked, taking in the incredibly beautiful woman who’d always been there for them, only to once again find himself wondering why he was hesitating.

For the past year, he’d noticed the way that she looked at him, the way that she smiled when she saw him, the lingering touches when he was close to her, and-

There was something seriously fucking wrong with him.

“Everything’s back the way that it should be,” Jess assured him with another one of those smiles that should have him doing whatever it took to get her to go home with him, but instead, Nathan nodded as he shoved his chair back and stood up, biting back a groan as he glanced at the clock.

“How long will Bailey have to stay in Massachusetts?” Jess asked as she grabbed her bag and joined him.

“Until this is over,” Nathan said, watching as she opened her mouth to say something only to close it with a sigh while he stood there, struggling against the urge to call the asshole that better be taking care of his sister to make sure that she was okay and-

God, he fucking missed her.

He hated this.

All he wanted to do was pull the little brat that he adored into his arms and keep her safe, but he couldn’t take the risk. He loved her, more than anything in this world. She was his little sister and best friend and he honestly couldn’t imagine his life without her. She-

“She’ll be fine,” Jess said with a teasing smile as she grabbed his bag and tossed it to him.

“She better be,” Nathan said, making her chuckle as they headed towards the elevator while he tried to stop thinking about what he would do if he lost Bailey.

When this was over, he was definitely going to spank her ass, Nathan thought as they stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. “Let me make you dinner,” Jess said with a hopeful smile that had him chuckling as she reached over and took his hand in hers.

“You don’t know how to cook,” Nathan reminded her with a teasing smile as he moved to pull his hand away when the elevator doors slid open, only to have Jess entwine their fingers together as she moved closer to him. “I don’t like the idea of you being alone right now,” she said as she gave his hand a gentle tug that had him following her off the elevator and heading towards the security doors.

“I’ll be fine,” Nathan said, looking into her incredibly beautiful baby-blue eyes as he found himself more than a little fucking tempted to say yes.

He could think of worse ways to spend the night than between the legs of an incredibly beautiful woman, Nathan thought as he opened his mouth to take her up on her offer, only to close it when movement on the security monitor caught his attention and-

He should have fucking known it was her.

* * *

Emerald Bay, Florida

“I can honestly saythat I have no idea what he’s talking about,” Bailey mumbled against Quinn’s back as she hung there, trying to figure out what Tristan was talking about.

When Quinn didn’t say anything, Bailey found herself sighing as he continued carrying her upstairs and resigned herself to the glaring match ahead. Maybe she should go back downstairs and try to interrogate the large man who didn’t seem to trust her. She never should have accepted that cup of coffee. She definitely shouldn’t have accepted the can of Coke that he offered her when she refused to tell him about what was going on between her and Quinn. Then again, since she didn’t exactly know what was going on between them, she really didn’t think that she had anything to lose.

She’d been wrong.

Very wrong.

God, that man really knew how to interrogate someone. It didn’t hurt that he’d promised to sneak her another can of Coke tomorrow, Bailey absently thought, even as she had to wonder if he meant later today or if he was really expecting her to wait another twenty-four hours until he gave her the delicious, caffeinated beverage that she’d fully planned on enjoying from behind the safety of a locked door.

Realizing that Quinn still hadn’t said anything, Bailey cleared her throat and asked, “Any news?” hoping to get him to talk.

When her question was answered with more silence as he carried her into the room they’d been given, she followed that up with, “I’m sorry?” even as she wracked her mind trying to figure out if she actually had anything to apologize for.

It was possible, Bailey thought as she found herself gently dropped on the bed and-

The wiggling.

Definitely the wiggling, Bailey thought, trying not to wince when she saw the look on his face when he reached for her shorts. She probably shouldn’t have tormented him with all that wiggling, Bailey decided as she cleared her throat and opened her mouth to apologize when he tore a moan from her when he traced the seam running between her legs with his fingertips.

“Did you enjoy teasing me, Bailey?” Quinn asked as he watched his fingertips move over her.

“I feel as though it would be in my best interest not to answer that,” Bailey said, nodding solemnly only to moan as her hands fisted in the comforter when the pad of his thumb moved over her, teasing her through the material of her cotton shorts.

“And I feel like you were doing everything that you could to avoid answering any questions,” Quinn murmured as his gaze flickered to meet her gaze.

“I mean, that is possible,” Bailey found herself admitting while she watched him nod absently as he returned his attention back to what he was doing, which, at that moment, she truly appreciated.

“And all those things that you’re not telling me…” Quinn asked, tracing her lips between her shorts one last time before he reached for the waistband.

“There’s nothing to tell,” Bailey said, licking her lips as she watched Quinn slowly pull her shorts down along with her panties.

“Are you sure?” Quinn asked as his gaze landed between her legs and groaned in a way that had her breath catching.

“Yes?” she said, not really sure about anything at the moment.

Nodding, Quinn tossed her shorts and panties aside before he reached back and grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled it off before tossing it aside. “And all that wiggling?” he asked as he unsnapped his jeans.

“Seemed like a good idea at the time,” Bailey found herself admitting as she watched Quinn slowly pull his zipper down over the large bulge pushing against it.

“I bet it did,” Quinn murmured as he finished pulling down his zipper before he reached inside his pants and pulled out the large, thick cock that felt so good sliding inside of her earlier, something that she’d been trying to stop thinking about.

“And my questions?” Bailey asked, deciding that this would probably be a good time to do a little interrogation of her own. She…

“What are they?” Quinn asked as he wrapped his hand around the large cock that she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off.

“Ummmm…” Bailey mumbled as she tried to remember what they were talking about while she watched Quinn run his hand over his cock.

“Then, why don’t we forget everything else, all the bullshit, work, everything that doesn’t matter right now and focus on the only thing that does,” Quinn suggested as he dropped his hand away and reached for her.

“And what’s that?” Bailey asked as she willingly went to him.

“Just how much I want you.”