LOGINHAILEY
She’d always been embarrassed by how her body reacted whenever she saw him. Over the years, she’d done a good job hiding her attraction to Jayden. It hadn’t been that hard. She rarely saw him and often avoided events she knew he might attend. Sure, she hadn’t always succeeded and there were some gatherings she couldn’t skip but she’d always had a boyfriend. Letting anyone see how much she wanted Jayden had never been an option. He lived in New York, and even though she traveled a lot for work, New York City was never on her schedule. They simply didn’t cross paths. It was a long way from her home in Colorado to New York, and her career often took her to quiet, remote places , definitely not the kind of locations Jayden would visit for business. The rising volume of the party pulled Hailey out of her thoughts. Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Midnight struck, and the large room exploded with cheers. Happy New Year! Hailey smiled as she raised her glass and took a slow sip of champagne. Her brother Gavin pulled his fiancée, Emily, into a kiss so full of love it took her breath away. I’m glad I came. It’s so good to see Gavin this happy. She thought to herself as she’d debated whether to leave Colorado and travel to Amesport for Gavin’s engagement and New Year’s Eve party even though she owned a bigger home there . The timing wasn’t great, she hadn’t been feeling her best, and the second Gavin had mentioned that Jayden might be attending, she’d almost refused. Still, she’d wanted to see all her brothers. Gavin was the first one to fall in love and get engaged. And now that she is here, she doesn't regret the decision. Her brothers mattered more than the foolish attraction she had for Jayden. It’s not like there was bad blood between them. Honestly, they were more like distant acquaintances now, even though they’d once been close. Moments like these always brought the King siblings together, no matter how busy life got. Hailey needed to be here. She hated the space between her and her brothers, a distance caused mostly by the way she lived her life. It hurt. But being able to see Gavin this happy made the awkwardness of being in the same room with Jayden completely worth it. Gavin’s fiancée, Emily, was wonderful. Hailey still blushed with embarrassment when she thought about the misunderstanding she’d caused between the two of them. Her brother Jared had a habit of sending unwanted women Gavin’s way, and Hailey had played defense more than once, calling his house and pretending to be his wife just to scare them off. Unfortunately, the first time she called and Emily answered, Hailey had assumed she was another one of Jared’s distractions and had done her usual performance. The problem? Gavin actually wanted Emily. Thankfully, Emily had forgiven her but Hailey still cringed at the memory. Her brothers made their way to her one by one, kissing her cheek and pulling her in for warm hugs. She returned each embrace tightly. Even though they often drove her crazy with their overprotective, older brother behavior, she loved Gavin, Evan, Damien, and Jared with her whole heart. If only they weren’t such complete pains sometimes. Being the only girl in the King family and the youngest meant she never stood a chance against their constant hovering. They’d all hated James, her ex, mainly because he didn’t have a job. To them, any man who wasn’t rich and constantly grinding wasn’t worth her time. If they only knew the rest of it, James would be the least of their worries. They wouldn’t just lecture me, they’d explode. Her heart sank at the thought. She couldn’t tell them everything, and she never would. That wall between them wasn’t what she wanted, but it existed because she kept parts of her life hidden. Not because she didn’t want them to know she longed to truly share everything with her brothers but the cost would be too high. Hailey sighed and took a deeper drink of her champagne. Her life had become something completely different from what she’d imagined back when she left high school. Back then, she thought escaping her harsh, controlling mother would set her free. *If I’d known then how things would turn out… maybe I would’ve made different choices.* She wasn’t trapped by her mother anymore. Now, it was her own secrets that held her captive. All around her, people laughed, kissed, and welcomed the new year. She smiled too and was cheerful on the outside but inside, Hailey had never felt more alone. “Happy New Year, Hailey.” The deep, smooth baritone was so close that Hailey felt the soft hair near her temple stir from the warm breath that touched her cheek. Her body gave an involuntary shiver as two large, warm hands settled firmly on her shoulders and gently turned her around to face the voice. Yes, she’d been watching Jayden all night, her eyes following every move he made—his tall, broad frame dressed perfectly in a sleek black tuxedo he wore like it was second nature, the same way another man might wear jeans. But being this close to him made her nerves buzz. Jayden Knight was completely at ease in his own skin, no matter what he had on. That quiet confidence had drawn her in for as long as she could remember. But now, face-to-face and long past the age of innocent admiration, standing this close made her more than a little tense. He was sharp—too observant—and those striking blue eyes of his always made her feel like he could see right through her. That level of awareness had made her uneasy around him for most of her adult life. “Happy New Year, Jayden,” she said softly, offering a polite smile. *Oh God, he smells amazing.* Hailey felt a rush of heat between her thighs just from breathing in his warm, woodsy scent—earthy and masculine, laced with something so rich it made her dizzy. It was like breathing in pure male energy, thick with pheromones, enough to intoxicate any woman. It took everything she had not to close her eyes and just sink into the sound of his fuck me now voice and that dangerously addictive smell. She tilted her head back, completely drawn in by the rich, liquid blue of his eyes. They reminded her of a clear summer sky which is bright, calm, and impossible to look away from. At five foot five, plus another three inches thanks to the killer heels she had on, Hailey still had to look up at Jayden. He stood tall above her, and being this close made her feel a little out of her depth. Out of instinct, she took a small step back. His hands slipped away from her shoulders. For a second, she caught a hint of disappointment on his face but it vanished quickly, replaced by a mischievous grin, a smile that nearly melted Hope’s panties from her body. “I want my New Year’s kiss,” he said casually, even though his eyes burned with something much deeper.“Blake is his best friend. I have no doubt he knows, but he must have decided not to say anything. Chloe pesters me every day about you. I’m glad she’s coming home. I hate brushing her off and pretending I accept that you aren’t coming back. Hell, I hate lying to her.” Just the thought of seeing Chloe again after so long made Ellie’s eyes moisten with unshed tears. “I’ll warn you now that I’m going to cry, but they’ll be happy tears.” “I was pretty sure you would,” Zane said unhappily. “But don’t do it right now. We have plans,” he added wickedly, taking his cell from her hand as he stood and pulled her to her feet. “Yeah, I need to pack.” She turned to go back to her workshop. Zane grabbed her around the waist before she could get very far and lifted her over his shoulder. “I’ll do it in the morning.” Ellie found herself hanging upside down in a very undignified position over his shoulder. “Put me down. You have to climb the stairs,” she squealed with both delight and just a l
Ellie wished he would have left her alone. “No. He stayed that night, using every minute to try to scare me into obeying him. Every time I argued, he hit me. It was a very long night.” She felt Zane’s body tense under hers as he asked, “Did he strip you, or did you do it yourself?” “He used a carving knife to cut off everything I was wearing. It was a scare tactic, and it worked. I was afraid he would rape me, kill me, or both.” She took a deep breath before adding, “He took my clothes that first night. When he left the next morning, I was pretty torn up.” “Fuck! I wish I had suspected him sooner so I could have had him followed. By the time I went back to Rocky Springs sure it was James, it was too late.” “There’s no way you could have known.” Ellie stroked his cheek and whiskered jaw. “I’m just lucky you’re a genius or I’d be dead.” “Why didn’t he leave more supplies? He only left enough for you to barely survive.” Ellie shrugged. “I think he wanted me weak and barely living.
She smiled at him through her tears. “Even though you say you’re not romantic, I think what you just said is probably the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” They stayed in Denver for the next few months, and Ellie was happier than she could remember being in her whole life. Most of the day, she worked at her own desk in Zane’s huge office that he never used. Most of his time was spent in the secure research areas of the massive building. Strange as it was, she’d never really realized how big or multinational his laboratories actually were, or how much responsibility he carried on his broad shoulders. Occasionally, she had to remind him that he alone wasn’t responsible for curing or preventing every health issue in the world. Lately, he smiled and laughed more than she’d imagined possible. She loved every naughty grin and amused laugh that left his mouth because she thought he took himself way too seriously. With ongoing counseling, Ellie was starting to recover from her traumatic i
She smiled as she ran her fingers through his perfect hair. He was perfect. “You didn’t hurt me. You were worth waiting for, Zane.” He sat up slightly, making her fingers slide from his hair, and stared at her intensely, as if trying to see if she was telling the truth. Running her hand over the five o’clock shadow on his jaw, she repeated, “You didn’t hurt me. Really. My first time was more amazing than I could have dreamed. Thank you.” “Christ! Don’t thank me for something I’ve wanted for so long. It’s not like I was doing you a favor.” Zane rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. “It should have been gentler,” he added, stroking his hand over her hair and down her back, his tone teasing himself. She sighed. “It was mind-blowingly amazing.” Her body was still relaxed and buzzing with post-coital pleasure. “Then you’re easily pleased,” Zane remarked with lazy humor. “Are you nervous about how you did?” she teased him. “This was a first for me too. Maybe a little,”
She might have already come hard, but her body wouldn’t feel satisfied until they were joined, pressed together, inside her. “Ellie…sweetheart, I don’t have a fucking condom.” His face hovered above hers, eyes dark and wild, full of longing that pulled at Ellie’s heart. “I thought all guys carried condoms,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I don’t…I haven’t…oh, fuck! It’s been a long time for me. Years,” Zane rumbled. “I got tired of the bullshit and gave up after my girlfriend moved on to greener pastures. If I need it, I get myself off.” The thought of Zane stroking himself was so hot that Ellie closed her eyes at his intense expression. “Fuck me, Zane. You already know I’ve never been with anyone. When I went to a follow-up appointment here in Rocky Springs, I asked my doctor for birth control.” “Why?” Zane asked, his voice low and serious. “I was on it before I was kidnapped. I had bad periods. I do it now to feel safer. Don’t ask me to explain; I don’t und
“No, baby. It’s not you.” He pulled her up to her feet and wrapped his arms around her. “But seeing you on your knees with my dick in your hands is like a goddamn fantasy for me.” Ellie wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, but she was completely willing to do it again. “I don’t mind fulfilling any of your fantasies,” she said, eager. He brushed a curl away from her face and said, “Be careful what you promise, Ell. I have a very dirty imagination when it comes to you,” his voice dangerous. A shiver ran up her spine as Zane moved his hand from her waist to her bare ass, stroking it while threading the fingers of his other hand through her hair. “I need to take this slow, sweetheart. This isn’t just a fuck for me.” He lifted her and laid her in the middle of the bed again, this time coming down on top of her. “Not for me either,” she agreed shakily, the feel of his warm chest pressing against her sensitive nipples muddling her mind. She ran her hands over every inch of skin she co







