Blair was pleased with the approach she had made. It was certainly more than Spencer, or even herself, had expected. She applauded her own progress, knowing that she could do the job, even though Susan thought otherwise.- "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe buy another dress, since this stain won't come out." Blair looked at the wet part of the dress once more, certain that it was a lost piece.- "No, dear. Let's not worry about trivialities. I'm leaving anyway." Dorothy tried to reassure the redhead.Blair was going to respond, insisting that Dora charge her with something. However, when the redhead thought of something to say, the bathroom door opened, and they both turned towards it.- "Is there a problem, mom?"The first few seconds were like a daydream. That symmetrical face, with no room for imperfections, that hoarse voice, which resembled the thunder of a rainy night. Ethan Banks stood before Blair, and all she could do was admire the black tuxedo that covered th
- "You first," he was gentlemanly in saying.- "Thanks"Blair walked quickly to the door, and had to hold her breath as she passed Ethan, because she was in such a hurry. She could choose not to look at him, but the attraction was there all the same. It was like a magnet, and nothing could break the connection, not even the lie the redhead told.The moment she walked through the door, Ethan grabbed Blair's arm. He pulled her back into the bathroom, and with the force involved, she had no choice but to take a few steps back. The redhead gave Banks a confused look, and then he was ready to explain:- "Alex gave a warning signal. It's better to stay"- "Okay," Blair said, looking at Ethan's hand that was still on her arm.For a second, she felt numb to his touch. His masculine appearance was just a charm, but the way he touched her was striking. Just one look was enough to make her legs go weak, and that's what happened. There was no point in pulling away, setting limits, imposing condit
- "Were you in love with another guy while I was talking about Malibu?"Hearing those words was like having all the air stolen from her lungs. Blair blinked several times, tempted to ask countless questions.Ethan talked about Malibu with her, but he was seeing other people. He was jealous, but he didn't give up on the mundane life. It was confusing trying to understand this man's intentions. However, the biggest confusion was the fact that he remembered the drunken words from the other night.- "Yes, Angel. I remember. I said I would remember."- "What difference does it make?" she grumbled, already standing up and walking to the other side of the room. At that moment, proximity would do her no good.- "Between being with me and thinking about me, and being with me and thinking about someone else, there is an abyss"- "Don't you do the same?" Blair crossed her arms over her breasts, outraged by the man's stance.- "What?"- "I was with her, but I was in a hurry to get to New York. Di
Each button that was opened revealed more of that white skin, which shivered all over when the man touched her back with his fingertips, from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck.Ethan was enchanted, but it wasn't a new thing. Blair's skin was soft and delicate, like an orchid in good soil. There was no sign of imperfection on the entire length of that woman's body. And then, feeling his fingers velvety to the touch, he pushed the straps of her dress to gain access to more of that body.The woman's breasts were revealed. They were rounded, and fit perfectly in Ethan's large hands. It was as if they were asking to be touched and kissed, and that's what the man did. He kissed Blair, from her throat to the swell of her breasts, and was rewarded with heavy sighs.Blair was surprised at how her body reacted. It was as if it had always belonged to Ethan, to his hands, to his lips. A tingling sensation spread through her body, like butterflies in her stomach, as he nibbled on her b
Dawn fell over Las Vegas like a black pall. Sin City was dark just hours before dawn, and inside Spencer's office it was no different.The inspector paced back and forth, and nearly pulled out the hairs on his own head. Nervousness was rumbling through his mind, and all he could do was relax and think.And that was when the door to his incredibly disorganized office opened. Colton entered the space, dressed differently. His usual uniform had been exchanged for pants and a sweatshirt. The agent looked at Spencer with nothing less than irritation and curiosity. Because, to call him in the middle of the night and ask him to come to the police department, the inspector would need to have a good reason.- "What there was?"- "The recording... the recording," Spencer muttered, completely stunned.- "Recording?"- "There was a microchip inside the watch. It took me a few hours to access the information, but I managed to do it."- "There was an engraving on the microchip," Colton stated.The
The inspector walked over to the whiteboard he had filled with notes. He arranged the photos, placing George Banks, Ethan, Benedict Brian, and Rivera in the same shot. Colton just watched his boss put the scheme together.- "George and Benedict were friends. I bet they were working together against Volkov," Spencer guessed, pinning up the pictures of Benedict and George side by side.- "Volkov wanted to eliminate George, but something made him choose Benedict," Colton added.- "George helped Volkov kill Benedict. It would be better to lose his friend than his own life."The agent got up from his chair and walked over to the inspector. He picked up Connor Rivera’s photo and pinned it below the photos of George and Benedict. Colton quickly read the montage and described it perfectly:- "Rivera could be next. Maybe he knew he was on Volkov's list, so he decided to take out an insurance policy."- "Ethan took over his father's place to play a perfect role. He wouldn't let mistakes happen
- "Alcohol, alcohol and alcohol," Joseph said, without preamble.Ethan rolled his eyes at his friend, who looked more like an alcoholic in withdrawal than a lawyer. Blair, in turn, smiled. She looked at Ethan, still with that smile on her lips, and let her companion know that she found Joseph funny.- "I'm fine, thanks," Blair told the blonde.- "Some juice to mix with the alcohol that this reckless person ordered," Ethan said, making Joseph smile.When the blonde walked away, Joseph gave Blair a not-so-subtle look. The truth was, he was assessing the redhead, analyzing every single one of her attributes. And how she had them. It didn't take Carter long to realize that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.- "I don't think I've had the pleasure of introducing myself. I'm Joseph Carter," he extended his hand to the redhead.- "I'm Blair Collins," she accepted the outstretched hand.Blair wasn't expecting it, but Carter held her hand for a few seconds longer. He wa
The man's eyes were cold, showing no emotion. He didn't want to have to worry about Joseph's reckless behavior, but he had to. Blair's eyes, on the other hand, spoke volumes about her anger. She couldn't believe that Ethan was trying to mold her into being like the women he dated.- "Do you want to share me?" she asked, directly.- "No"- "Do you want to see me with another man?"- "Fuck no." Ethan frowned.- "Would it be enough if just someone else could touch me?" the redhead insisted, tempted to make Ethan as uncomfortable as she was.- "Angel, stop. No, I don't want this shit with you."Banks was being more honest than he thought possible. With Blair, he could say categorically that there would be no divisions. She was too exclusive to be touched by other fingers. The way she behaved should not be a delight to another man, not in this life.- "Really? Because it seemed like you wanted to. What are we doing here, anyway?" the woman raised an eyebrow, with evident mockery and irony.