My dick grew harder if that was possible. I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “Sleep. You need to rest.”
Hell, we’d had one epic night that would be embedded in my brain until the day I died, and not because of the sex. That was great, and we’d only had one round. I didn’t want to put her through too much physical activity. She’d said she was fine, but I could tell how tired she was.
What had made the night epic was the love we’d never lost for one another. It was as though we’d picked up right where we’d left off eight years before.
I wanted more nights like that of holding her, talking, making love, and falling asleep with her in my arms. I wanted to show her the world, swim with her in the ocean off some tropical island, and curl up in a cozy cabin in the mountains in the dead of winter.
No more city life. No more Titos of the world. No more crime. No more running.After I cleared my name, I was hightailing my butt out of the city with Jade on my arm. Neither of us had anything or anyone holding us back.
She propped her head in her hand. “Let’s spend the day together. We can order in and watch movies.”
I hadn’t told her yet about the plans Duke and I had with Tito. I hadn’t told her what Savannah had witnessed outside Hector’s apartment. I felt it wasn’t my place to share that information since Duke had heard it firsthand from Savannah.
Jade might not believe Duke, but she needed to hear the story from him. Besides, the more I thought about what Savannah had seen, the more I believed Tito had had a hand in his brother’s murder. However, I couldn’t shake a few nagging questions.What was Savannah doing at Hector’s that night?Hector hadn’t been the only drug dealer in town, and surely she’d had her own dealer. I also wasn’t one-hundred-percent sold on why she hadn’t gone to the cops. She’d known I’d gotten pinched for the murder. Savannah had had a ton of faults, but I didn’t see her cowering, especially knowing Duke had the men to protect her. Although Tito wouldn’t have hesitated to kill her if he knew she’d seen him.
But I might be wrong on all counts. Until I could get the truth on who the murderer was, I didn’t want to say a word to Jade because it would only upset her. She was mourning her sister and trying to heal. She didn’t need any more turmoil at the moment.
If you can’t get Tito to talk, then what? You can’t ask Savannah.
Someone in Tito’s circle had to know something about why he’d been at Hector’s and what had happened. But it wouldn’t matter. His men wouldn’t throw him under the bus, and they certainly wouldn’t tell me shit.
Jade waved a hand in front of my eyes. “Denim, you checked out.” She felt my forehead. “You’re warm.”
I chuckled. “Hot is more like it.” I lowered my gaze to my cock.
She licked her lips. “Well, let’s take care of him.” She gave me the most beautiful, sleepy, seductive smile.
Then my phone buzzed on the nightstand.
She flopped down onto the pillow. “You don’t have a job. You don’t have to be anywhere. So who’s calling?” Frustration threaded through her tone.
I kissed her on the cheek. “Patience, baby doll. I’m in for the long haul.”
My phone continued to buzz.
She stuck out her bottom lip. “I want you inside me.”
If I fucked her, I would be late, and I didn’t want to piss off Travers. I needed his help if I wanted to clear my name.
My phone stopped vibrating.
Jade batted her long lashes, her big green orbs eating me up. “See? Now come back to bed.”
My phone pinged with a text.
Travers:You’re late.
I checked the time. I wasn’t late. We were meeting at eleven, and it was only nine thirty.
Me:We agreed eleven.
Travers:I left you a voice mail last night, changing the time.
Me:Sorry. I’m just seeing a voice mail now.
Travers:Can you be here in thirty?
Me:On my way.
