“You like this one the best if she does house calls?” He pulls his gaze away from the paper on to me.
“Yes please,” I manage to get out as I pretend I wasn't staring right at his crotch.
“I’ll have her come by tomorrow then and check on Mama.”
“Do you think it’s okay that we left her at home by herself? What if she went into labor?” The thought suddenly hits me.
“I had Malone check on her a few hours ago, and she was fine. Would you like me to send someone over to check again?”
“You did that?”
“I did.”
Gosh. This man is so dang sweet. “No, I’m sure she’s fine. I’m excited to see how many kittens she might be having. I’m thinking there are only a couple in there considering how small she still is.”
“If she has one or ten, we’ll make sure all of them are taken care of.”
Hope blooms in my chest. I can’t wait to see my grandkitties.
“As in, we can keep the kittens?” I ask to be sure I’m understanding what he’s saying. I get to my feet in front of him. As wonderful as ten kittens sounds, and I know I’d love all of them, I’d be worried for Mama.
“If that’s what you want.”
I can keep the kittens. Tears sting at my eyes as Devlin tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.
I notice any time I’m near him he has this need to touch me. I’m starting to crave those touches. I lean forward, offering him my mouth. He takes it immediately and pulls me into his body. I wonder if men grow clingy too? My father always had different women in and out. None ever lasted long.
I gasp, pulling back when something vibrates against my stomach. “Ignore it,” he growls, pulling me back to him. His kiss is possessive. His phone keeps ringing from inside his pocket.
“You should get that.” I smile against his mouth. “I’m your assistant. Maybe I should get it.” I reach into his pocket and pull it out, wanting to be helpful. He does so much for me. I want to return it. To get me more of his praises that make my insides all gooey. He doesn't stop me when I slide my finger across the screen and answer it.
“Mr. Harrigan’s phone, how may I help you?” A long pause follows. For a second I wonder if I did something wrong.
“I have a delivery for the club. I need to come into the back office to drop it off,” Ben finally responds. I’m not too sure if he cares much for me. By the tone of his voice, I’m almost positive he doesn’t appreciate me answering Devlin’s phone.
“You can come in.” It’s Ben, I mouth to Devlin, getting me his sexy dimple. I’m pretty sure he's fighting a laugh. I relax, seeing that he doesn’t care that I answered the call at all.
“Are you sure?” Ben asks skeptically.
“Let me.” Devlin takes the phone from my fingers. “It’s all clear,” he says before ending the call and putting the phone back into his pocket. “He was worried you might not be clothed.”
“Oh.” I wrap my arms around myself and take a step back, but forget the sofa is behind me. I start to fall back onto it, but Devlin of course catches me. He always does.
“Why the sad eyes, doll face?”
“I mean, people are all kinds of naked here. Why is he so worried about me?” Old insecurities come roaring back to life. I try to remind myself in light of how Devlin responds to me. I turn him on with my body. Even now, his erection is pressing into my stomach. I’ve made him cross lines he’s never crossed before. At least that’s what he told me. That I’m different and special. I’m his girl.
“Because he knows I’d carve his eyes out of his head for seeing you naked.”
My mouth falls open. “Devlin,” I whisper, a bit shocked.
It’s not that I’m not used to hearing such threats. I knew what the screams were that came from the basement back home. I was never allowed to go down there. Not that I would have tried. Most people that went down there never came back up.
“I told you. You’re only for me.” Something dark flashes in Devlin’s eyes. He kisses me on the tip of my nose before releasing his hold on me.
The door to the office swings open, and in comes Ben along with a few of the girls. They’re all carrying bags and boxes.
“Set them here.” Devlin points in front of me. I know it’s all the clothes. They quickly shuffle back out of the room, leaving us alone.
“This is too much.” I’m not sure where to begin.
“For you, it will never be enough.” Devlin walks over to the sofa and sits down. “Besides. The more I get you, the more I’ll get to watch you take them on and off.” He leans back, ready to watch me try on everything he got me.