LOGINClaire nodded, then groaned as he withdrew his finger from her pulsing, aching sex. She heard him walk down the hallway, heard him open the drawer in the bedside table, heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper, heard him approach her again. And that whole time, she stayed where she was: legs trembling and open, hands clenched into fists on the wall, heart pounding and pussy fluttering. Suddenly, he was on her, his cock nudging her from behind, his hands on her hips. Claire whimpered again, pushed back against him. **** John “Griff” Griffin lives by rules. Always has. From the Navy to the SEALs to his job as a bodyguard at Solid Security, control is survival. Protocol saves lives. Boundaries exist for a reason, especially during honeypot ops. Break the rules, and people get hurt. Griff knows that better than anyone. The problem is Claire Worthington. Claire is supposed to be a spoiled socialite hiding after a billion-dollar Ponzi scheme. A criminal. A mark. Instead, she’s living quietly in Denver: working, rebuilding, and starting over like she actually means it. She doesn’t look guilty. She looks… real. When Griff breaks every rule and falls for her, it feels like freedom. It’s also a lie. He’s hiding his name, his job, and the truth – that he was sent to get close and gather evidence. If Claire knew, would she forgive him? Should she? And if she really is guilty, will Griff turn her in… or protect the woman he loves, no matter the cost?
View MoreEmma disconnected the call with Beth and met Dean's eye from across their living room. He tickled Frankie's tummy and the little boy giggled wildly. It was a sound that Emma and Dean were both totally and unapologetically addicted to.“And?” Dean said.“And...” Emma paused, teasing him a bit, making him wait. “Pregnant.”“Woohoo!” Dean said and Frankie looked up at his father, a bit startled. “Way to go, Beth and Jim!”“That just leaves Jenny to get final confirmation, huh?” Emma said, stroking her own stomach. It was still pretty flat, but she loved knowing that a little girl was taking shape and form in there. “She says that Chris won't trust the positive home pregnancy test. Says he wants an official doctor's 'yes' before he gets all excited.”“Weird for Chris to be all hung up on that,” Dean commented. “I wonder why he is.”“Well, because they were so worried that Jenny wouldn't be able to get pregnant, after all that trauma that she went through. The internal damage was extensive
He smiled, still running his hands over her perfect ass. She waited, holding her breath, and when he lightly spanked her again, she jolted, cried out in pleasure. She had no idea why this felt so good, all she knew was that it did. It didn't hurt, and she didn't want it to hurt, but the sharp little sting before the gentle caress was... well. It was amazing. The contrast between a bit rough and a bit tender was a major turn-on, and it was one that Claire had never experienced before.Griff slipped his one hand between her legs now and she cried out again, louder, higher. He rubbed her clit, then gave her another smack as he slid a finger inside her. She screamed at that, she actually screamed, and her back arched helplessly. God, she was soaked and she was begging, and he knew that he had to make love to her. Now.“Baby,” he said roughly, his finger moving in and out of her pussy. “I don't have anything with me.”“Bedroom,” she said, the word almost a whimper. “My bedside table.”“Don
“You’re doing it again,” Claire said, bemused. “Staring at me like you’re waiting for something.”“I am,” he said, without thinking. “I am waiting.”“OK.” She sounded a bit worried. “What is it that you’re waiting for?”“I can’t say.”She paused, then cocked her head at him. “You – you can’t say?”“Nope.”“Why not?”“Because it has to be something that you just decide to do all by yourself. No prompting or fishing from me, no pushing you to say it. No pressure, no little nudges.”“Ummm. Ohhh-kay?” Claire stared at him, wondering if he was talking about what she thought that he was talking about, but she decided that she needed more information. “Maybe give me a hint?”“No hints,” he said severely.“Come on. Just a small one.”“No way.”“A tiny one, John.”“No, Claire.”“You want me to guess?”“Nope. I really do not.”“You sure about that?”“Totally,” Griff said with huge emphasis. “No hints, no guesses, no way, no how.”“How about I just say what I think it is?”That stopped him, and
“Not yet. They have to submit Selena’s medical stuff to show that she’s not at high risk for cancer anymore, that her mastectomies and hysterectomy have completely removed the genetic threats posed by the BRCA1 gene. They also have to show that she’ll only work days from now on at Solid Security, and Luke will cut back on his night shifts at Curves. The mom wants to be sure that Luke and Selena will be home with the baby, and so they’ll need to make some adjustments to their schedules.”“I’m sure that ain’t gonna be a problem.”“Oh, it’s not. Dallas and Jax have already said that it’s done.”“Excellent.” Griff sighed. “So why move the wedding?”“Cost. The adoption’s going to hit them hard financially, and although there will be enough left over for a baby and bills, there won’t be enough for a fancy wedding.”“Not even a City Hall thing?” Griff said. “I know that Jenny would let them have the reception at one of her restaurants, and she’d offer them an amazing price. I’m sure that Sel
Three months laterClaire sighed and shut her laptop with a sense of relief. Expanding the business had seemed like such a great idea six months before, but now that it was actually happening, and she had clients coming out of her ears, she was seriously questioning her life choices. She wandered
“I’m so happy for you, Claire,” he said, and he really meant it. He knew how hard it was to figure out where you belonged, and if she’d done it… well. She was one of the lucky ones. “You deserve it.”“Thank you.”They fell silent now, just looking at each other. Griff was aching to ask her if she’d
“What?” he said, alarmed, sure that she’d fled Nova Scotia after his lighting strike visit four months earlier. He was horrified that she’d been uprooted again, her life scattered to the wind again, and all because of him. “Claire, I promise, I haven’t –”“Oh, it wasn’t because of you,” she interru
Griff watched Jim and Beth dancing together, and he tried hard to not be jealous of the happiness and love just radiating off them. Yeah, his heart was broken and he was alone again – some more – but there was no need to begrudge other people their good fortune.Even if he really, really wanted to.












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