Reaper's Salvation: A Last Riders Trilogy Jamie Begley (fb2 epub reader .txt) 📖

Her head was tilted back as Gavin wound her ponytail around his fist.

“You don’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I said you don’t.”

“I’ll go insane without anything to do.”

“Then use the opportunity to write songs.”

“Then that’s what I’ll do,” she agreed, tracing his nipple with her tongue.

Gavin stared down at her suspiciously.

“You looked very handsome this morning. I think it’s the first time I’ve seen you in anything other than black. The grey”—Ginny ran her hand down his slick arm—“shows off your tattoos.”

“Puck has a lot of tattoos.”

Ginny rubbed her breasts on his chest as she started to lick his other nipple. “Does he? I didn’t notice.”

The washcloth hit the shower tiles as Gavin grabbed her waist to lift her up so her nipple was within reach of his mouth. “Tell me to suck your nipple.”

If she wasn’t wet enough in the shower with the water spraying down on her, his demand had her insides clenching in want. “Suck my nipple.”

She felt her nipple sucked into Gavin’s mouth, and goosebumps spread across her body when his tongue played with the tight bud.

“Gavin, I’m only guessing …,” she managed to get out between the rapid beating of her heart, “that I’m higher than two inches off the ground.”

His sensual mouth curled over her nipple. “I’m making an exception. I’ll catch you if you fall.”

She couldn’t help but stare at his masculine beauty. Gavin was so beautiful that it sometimes hurt to freaking look at him. There was no way on God’s green earth that she would be able to hold onto him. He was a twenty on a scale of one to ten, and she was a solid five. This glorious man was meant for greater happiness than she would ever be able to give him, no matter how hard she tried.

Last night, when he had taken such care of her by drawing her a bath, wrapping her gently in the towel, and blow-drying her hair, his efficient movements signaled he’d done it before. Many, many times. Gavin knew a woman’s body like the back of his hand.

Switching breasts, Gavin caressed her nipple before drawing it inside his mouth. “Tell me you want me to fuck you,” he demanded.

Ginny felt as if the water had gone ice-cold.

Slightly withdrawing her breast from his mouth, she gave him a grin she didn’t mean. “Silas will be here in ten minutes. I don’t want to keep him waiting.” Wiggling herself down his body, she picked up the washcloth to finish washing herself. “You’re going to have to take a rain check.” Giving a slight laugh, she wrung out the cloth, then hung it over the metal bar to the side of the shower. Opening the door, she reached for the towel she had laid out and started to dry herself off.

“Ginny … what’s bothering you?”

Ginny put more effort into the smile she gave him. “Nothing.” Wrapping the towel around her, she dried her face before tucking it between her breasts.

“You’re lying.”

“I’m not.” Ginny sighed, realizing she was going to have to give him a partial truth. “There are just some things that are difficult to discuss with you because we haven’t been together long, and to tell you the truth, I find it embarrassing to talk about.”

“Like what?”

“Like us not using protection. I’m not on birth control, and we’ve never used condoms. I haven’t had the opportunity to take care of it with me leaving the day after our first time together, and I couldn’t bring myself to ask to see one of Allerton’s doctors or ask for condoms.”

“Ginny, I—”

“Don’t worry,” Ginny hurried on. “I got my period this morning, so we’re all good. I also made an appointment with Dr. Price tomorrow morning, so after that, we’ll be set to go once I’m off my period.”

Seeing his poleaxed expression, she lowered her head to tuck the towel tighter around her. Damn, why was Gavin looking so shell-shocked? Was the possibility of her not being pregnant that big of a relief to him?

“Was that what you were worried about last night?”

“Yes.” Ginny gave a nod of her head. “Do you mind? I’d like to get dressed.”

Gavin went to the bathroom closet to take out a towel, then wrapped it around his hips.

Holding his stare, Ginny smiled at him. “I won’t be long.”

Striding closer to her, he gave her an inflexible stare. “There’s something I should tell you.”

Ginny looked at him questioningly.

“But fair is fair. I’m going to be as honest with you as you were with me just now.”

Walking past her, he left the room, closing the door behind him and leaving what he wanted to say unsaid.

Damn … he was such big jerk.

She pressed her hand to her stomach. She had known it was too early to tell if she was pregnant, but Ginny had imagined seeing their baby in Gavin’s arms. This morning when she went to the bathroom, she cried. Then she’d called Dr. Price’s office before she left the bathroom to go downstairs to keep herself from dwelling about the loss of a child who had never existed. She bet he was doing summersaults in the bedroom, out of her sight. She should have been the one doing summersaults, Ginny thought crankily. He was the one who was a big jerk.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Ginny jumped off the third step from the bottom of the stairs outside the clubhouse and into Moses’ waiting arms.

“I missed you!” Ginny exclaimed cheerfully, turning to Silas when Moses set her back on her feet. Her good mood vanished once she got a good look at her brother.

“You look terrible!” Ginny gasped.

Silas gently lifted her chin to look at her accusingly. “Doesn’t seem as bad as I expected. Either Greer healed you more that he should have, or you’re getting better at putting makeup on.”

Ginny hugged her big brother to her. “A little of both,” she confessed tearfully. “Is that what’s wrong with you, it’s because of me?”

Silas hugged her back, lacking the strength he usually held her