The entire evening was somewhat of a blur to her. Dancing. Drinking. Dancing some more. Or maybe it had been drinking some more.“Want to brush my teeth,” she mumbled.“Are you sure you can stand up for that long?”She nodded.“I’ll go get your bed ready so you can lie down,” he said.Gabe left the bathroom, anger still a tight knot in his gut. More than anger, however, had been fear. A sensation that still gripped him right by the balls.If she weren’t so damn drunk, he’d tan her ass right here and now. Of all the irresponsible, idiotic things to pull.He pulled back her covers, fixed the pillows and then arranged the sheets so he could slide her into bed. If she wasn’t so sick, he’d haul her over to his apartment right now and she’d stay there until they left for Paris.He walked back toward the bathroom, frowning when he heard nothing but quiet.“Mia?” he asked as he stepped to the doorway.He shook his head at the sight that greeted him. Mia was sitting on the floor in front of th
His eyes gleamed devilishly. “I’d wait until later before you start saying how much I spoil you.”Her body did an instant clench as heat surged through her veins. Try as she might, she couldn’t muster any dread of the coming spanking he’d promised her. If anything, she was buzzing with anticipation.She caught his gaze and she sobered. “I really am sorry about last night. I had no idea you were so worried. If I would have checked my phone I would have called or texted you, Gabe. I wouldn’t have ignored you.”“I know you wouldn’t,” he said gruffly. “The thing I want you to be conscious of is being careful. You and your girlfriends going out alone and getting drunk only invites trouble. Any number of things could happen to a group of girls alone and vulnerable.”That he was so protective of her gave her immense satisfaction. He had to feel something for her beyond viewing her as a sexual object.“Now if you’re finished, there’s the matter of your punishment,” he said silkily.Holy hell.
He sighed. “I don’t really care what you believe. That’s not my problem. You and I are in the past and that’s where we are staying. Stop doing this to yourself—to me—Lisa. I have work to do and I can’t get it done with constant interruptions.” “So how does a club on sourdough sound?” Mia said as she entered his office, arms full of the takeout bags. She came to a screeching halt when she saw Lisa, and her eyes widened. “Oops. Sorry,” she said awkwardly. She hastily backed from his office and disappeared, bags in hand. He had to bite his lip to keep himself from commanding her back. Damn it, he wanted Lisa gone, not Mia. When his gaze returned to Lisa’s, her eyes were narrowed and recognition flashed. “It’s her isn’t it?” Lisa said softly. There was accusation in her stare. She rose to her feet, fists clenched at her sides. “It’s always been her. I saw the way you looked at her even when we were married. I played it off. She’s Jace’s little sister and so I thought you viewed her
“Strip.” She blinked at his tone. It wasn’t angry. It was more…determined. Unease drifted over her and she hesitated, which only made his eyes narrow. “I thought…” She swallowed hard. “I thought they were coming up for drinks.” Had the plans changed? He nodded. “They are.” Oh God. “Don’t make me tell you again, Mia,” he said in a soft, dangerous voice. Her hands shaking, she reached down and lifted the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head, letting it fall to the floor beside her. She kicked out of her heels, sending them skittering across the wood floor. There were a thousand things she wanted to say, a thousand questions burning in her mind, but he looked so…forbidding…that she clamped her lips shut and removed her bra and panties. “Go and kneel on the rug in the middle of the room,” he said. As she walked slowly to the rug, he began to pick up her clothing and her shoes and then he disappeared into the bedroom, leaving her to follow his command. She sank to her knees
He stroked his hands down her trembling back. She was shaking harder now and he was desperate to comfort her, to offer her what he hadn’t given her before.She clutched at his shoulders and tried to pull away, but he held her fiercely, afraid to let any space between them. He had to touch her, had to feel her in his arms. He was afraid if he let her go, he’d never get her back.“I want a shower,” she choked out. “Please, I need it. I just want to be clean. He…touched me.”Desolation swept through Gabe like a winter storm, cold and stark. Of course she felt violated. Not only by Charles, but also by him. He’d given her the ultimate betrayal in allowing this to happen. He’d not only allowed it, he’d encouraged it. How the hell could he ever get past something like this? How could she?“Let me go start it,” he said, wiping her hair from her face.Her cheeks were damp with tears, and her eyes were wounded as she stared back at him. Blood still oozed from the corner of her mouth. Then she
Gabe was dressed and ready, and they headed down to the lobby of the hotel where Gabe got a map and spent a few moments speaking to the concierge. After that, they were on their way.They left the hotel, and Mia sucked in her breath at the beauty of the day. There was a crispness to the air that immediately refreshed her. There couldn’t be a more perfect day to sight-see in Paris. The sky was brilliantly blue without a single cloud to mar it.After the first block, Mia shivered when a brisk wind with a biting chill blew down the street. Gabe frowned and then broke away, heading for one of the vendors that lined the block.He chose a brightly colored scarf, handed Euros to the man and then returned to where Mia stood on the sidewalk. He looped the scarf around her neck, covering the lobes of her ears with the warm material.“Better?” he asked.She smiled. “Perfect.”He gathered her to his side, holding her tightly against his body as they continued their walk. Mia sucked in deep breath
“Bathroom,” she whispered.“Hurry back,” he murmured, loosening his hold so she could get up.She went into the bathroom and after peeing she checked her appearance in the mirror. She winced at the still-swollen corner of her mouth and the shadow of an already formed bruise. How on earth was she going to explain this to Jace? He’d freak when he saw her.Caro would have to work her makeup wonders on this.Her entire body was tender, but not for the usual reasons. Gabe had been exceedingly gentle with her. Shockingly so. He was always so out of control. Crazy hot for her, which made her crazy hot for him in return. And yet tonight?He’d taken forever. Teasing, taunting, gentle and so very loving. Her chest still fluttered and butterflies scuttled around her belly at how achingly beautiful their lovemaking had been.For the first time, she hadn’t felt like it was just sex.Knowing he’d come to find her if she kept him waiting for too long, she went back into the bedroom and crawled onto
“Have you finished putting those bids in a presentation for my meeting with Jace and Ash?” Gabe asked from across the room.Mia glanced up to see him staring at her, warmth and tenderness lighting his eyes. Yes, he’d definitely changed in his actions toward her. He’d become more…human. Someone she believed could love her in return.“Just finishing up,” she said. “There are spots for the other two bids. As soon as I receive them, I’ll input the information.”Gabe nodded approvingly. “We’ll make our selection this week. It’s possible that I’ll need to return to Paris closer to Christmas. Would you want to go?”That was another thing that had changed with Gabe. Before, he’d never asked her what she wanted to do or if she wanted to travel with him somewhere. He told her where he expected her to be. She hadn’t had a choice in any of it.Now? Now he never demanded. Though she could often discern what he wanted her decision to be, he never made it for her.“I’d love to go to Paris at Christm