Her smile grew warm. “Got it.”
I shifted on the bed, stretching onto the side with the least pained ribs and pulling Ronnie into the curve of my body.
“Spooning,” she said, wriggling her ass against my groin. “I approve.”
“Good.” I kissed her temple again, snuggled her closer to me, and then closed my eyes with a sated sigh. “Me too.”
I woke some hours later.
Ronnie sat in the room’s biggest chair, dressed in one of the T-shirts I kept here in the safe house, curled in a ball, asleep. I noticed she’d moved the chair to the door, to stop it from being opened.
Christ, she was incredible.
The smell of coffee filled the small, hidden room, making my mouth water and my stomach growl. A good sign.
Rising off the bed, I took stock of my aches and pains, rated them on a scale of one to holy fuck, and then crossed to the table where Ronnie had set up the small coffee percolator.
I’d recover. There was nothing broken or permanently damaged, but I’d taken a beating. Thankfully, I’d given one back. And, as far as I knew, Lila and Fluffy had finished the job.
A piece of paper beside the coffee machine caught my attention, and I picked it up, recognizing Lila’s handwriting.
“You need to rest up for a while,” the note said. “Veterinarian’s orders. No crazy sex with Veronica for at least twenty-four hours. I suspect, however, that by the time you’ve read this, the deed has already been done. Sometimes I wonder why I bother. And then I remember. Look after that fierce girl of yours, Lucas. She is exactly what you need in your life and I would be very upset if anything happened to her. Talk soon. L.W.”
I put the note down, poured a mug of coffee, and turned and leant my ass against the edge of the table.
Ronnie still sat curled asleep in the chair.
Lila would be upset if anything happened to her? Ha. I’d be beyond pissed. Cold anger rippled through me and, despite the pain in my jaw, I smiled. If anyone thought they could come at me again, they’d realize very quickly they’d made a mistake.
After what happened at the warehouse, the word would already be out to leave me the fuck alone. If they didn’t…
I studied Ronnie’s sleeping face, my smile stretching wider.
Well, it wasn’t just me anyone who came after me had to fear. It was the woman asleep in a chair, hugging a tonfa, snoring softly.
Ronnie was fierce, like Lila said. Fierce and gentle and mine. The best thing in my life. The reason for my life.
I took a sip of coffee and then went searching for my broken cell. Hopefully it was still charged enough to use. I needed to access the net ASAP. It was time to buy Ronnie a present. No, two.
A diamond ring. And a Doberman.
Message from Lexxie
Dear Reader,
I had lots of fun writing The Good Girl in My Bed. It’s a follow-up to The Bad Boy Next Door, which was the book that started Lucas and Ronnie’s epic adventures together. These two have completely taken charge of my imagination and are running amuck. Lucas and Ronnie’s adventures will continue with The Bad Boy in Cuffs, followed by The Good Girl in Latex.
The End
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