Billy London Windows [Beautiful Trouble] (pdf)

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Yes, that would have been me about to have an
orgasm.
He cupped her face with one hand, trailing his
thumb over her cheek. Her hair was sticking up at all
angles, her lips bruised. She never looked more sexy
than when she was rolling around with him. She was
completely his. Calm down. It's fine.
Her frown increased. Something's going on,
she said eventually. And you won't tell me.
He hooked an arm around her neck and pulled
her to him. You worry about too much. It's not good
for you.
Gina struggled out of his grasp. Damn their
safety, next time he'd know to let her come before
trying to protect them. You mean it's not good for the
baby, she said dryly. What is it? Why won't you tell
me? Is it because you think I'll leave?
Nick unconsciously rubbed the heel of his palm
over his forehead. No. It's nothing you need to worry
about.
He glanced at her and caught the expression on
her face. Shit he was still holding the gun.
Was that...in our room? she asked, her voice
dangerously quiet.
You know there are guns all over this place.
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She touched her tongue to her lips. That's not
what I asked you. Was that in our room?
Of course it was. His own temper started to
rise to the surface as she shook her head in disbelief.
Why are you surprised?
I put up with that because I have to, but not
where I fucking well sleep! she yelled.
It's not going to change, he told her. That's
just the way it is.
She gave a snort. Would it really be that hard
for you to not have them in our room?
Yes, it would. It is what it is. Sorry if it offends
your pacifist sensibilities.
I have changed everything for you, she said,
her eyes glittering with anger. We're going to have a
baby, and what, are you going to be hiding machine
guns under the crib? She held up his hands before he
could respond. How about you and your friend curl
up on the sofa together? She folded her arms under
her breasts and turned into the bedroom, slamming
the door behind her.
A cramped night on the sofa did him no favours.
Gina was doing a late shift at the restaurant, and the
bedroom door stayed firmly shut until half nine. She
barely glanced at him as she made her way into the
kitchen, smelling very clean and dressed in a
sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, making an awful ruckus.
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He had found boxer shorts and a spare duvet, none of
which improved his mood or the ache in his muscles.
I feel like I've been beaten by dwarves, if that
makes you feel better? he offered. She stopped what
she was doing, which was... Are you making
pancakes?
I fancied them. Do you not understand why I'm
mad?
I get it, but I can't change that.
Then you're going to have to get used to being
beaten by dwarves. Because I'm not sharing my bed
with guns. Not now, and definitely not while I'm
pregnant.
I know what I'm doing with them, he assured
her.
She added milk into the flour and egg yolks. It's
not about your ability it's about me feeling safe in my
own home. It's about me asking you to do one thing
differently. And you won't even do that for me. She
gave up with the pancakes. I'm not hungry. I'll see
you later.
He halted her, his hands on her arms. Hold on.
Gina, stop a minute. It's about us being safe. And if I
can't reach it easily, it's pointless having it at all. I'm
the only one who uses it, and I'm the only person who
shares that room with you.
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Please don't pull that 'I've got no choice'
bullshit on me, because that will really fuck me off.
You have got a choice. You're just keeping to your own
way.
It's not about me, it's about our protection. Why
can't you understand that? he retorted, the itch of
irritability roughening his voice. This is how it has to
be. I know you don't like it, but it's just for now. More
than doing anything for you, I want to keep you safe.
You and the mini bullet.
She angrily brushed her cheek. Fine. I've got to
go to work.
I'll come and pick you up, tonight. Today is
supposed to be the end of the trial.
I told you one month was too short, she
muttered.
I'll take you out. We can talk. And I'll explain
things better. I need you to get this it's not about
doing things on my terms only.
Then why don't you write the Gangster Wife
Rule Book, make things crystal.
Seriously, he said firmly. Look at me. Wait for
me to come and pick you up. Don't come back here by
yourself.
For fuck's sake, Nicholas, just tell me what's
going on!
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Rock. Hard place. What if he told her, and she
locked herself in the flat? Anyone could come in. He
needed Tony to upgrade the security. If she was at
work, she'd be surrounded constantly by people and
therefore untouchable until he collected her at the end
of her shift. If she wasn't worrying about Renaldo, but
instead fuming about his gun habit, one had to be less
stressful than the other. He had to let her stay angry a
little longer. I'm probably being paranoid, he said
eventually. I don't want anything to go wrong. I'm
sorry for stressing you out, but...things like this will
happen.
Goes with the territory, right? She sighed,
seemingly deflated by his response. You understand
why I'm stressed, don't you?
I do, he agreed softly. He leaned down and
gave her a whiskery kiss. You know how crazy I am
about you being safe. It's gone schitz since we found
out about the bullet.
He curved his palms over her belly, his hands
delving under the t-shirt to warm his fingers on the
heat of her stomach. He swore he could feel the baby's
heartbeat on his fingertips. This, them, her was
everything to him. Making Gina angry aside, he would
have a thousand guns under their bed to keep that
bastard away from all of them. What time do you
have to be at the restaurant?
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Half eleven.
Can I make up for last night?
Which bit? she asked sceptically.
He rubbed his stubbled face over her cheek, his
fingers moving from her belly to delve into the shorts.
The first bit that got you mad.
She shuddered as his fingers slid between the
wet folds of her sex. That'll do part of it.
She could be mad with him, but her body never
was. You are always wet, he murmured, kissing her
deeply. He curled his leg around hers, pulling her to
the floor on top of him, cradled in his lap. Her hands [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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