Despite all the crap going on, being with Taylor was right where Roman wanted to be. He loved his job and his life, but right now he didn’t want to be anywhere else but with her. The rightness of it, especially so soon after meeting her, floored him. What terrified him more; he couldn’t see going back to his life without her in it. It would be like going from living in color to black and white. The thought was extreme but…she’d gotten under his skin. He shook that thought off and dressed. He didn’t have time to analyze whatever was going on between them.
Minutes later he found Taylor lounging on the couch he’d made her climax on multiple times last night, her laptop in her lap and a purely evil grin on her face. She might deny it, but she did evil genius well. She had on jeans and a T-shirt with a storm trooper wearing earphones and DJing. He laughed out loud at the picture, causing her to look up.
Evil genius smile morphed into a sensual one as she looked him over from head to toe. Then she blushed adorably. “Morning,” she murmured, her cheeks turning even redder.
Which was damn cute. She’d tried to go down on him last night, multiple times, but he’d needed everything to be about her. And…he wouldn’t have been in control if he’d let her do what she wanted to him. Right now he felt as if he was walking a razor’s edge and she had the ability to push him over it. Especially if she’d wrapped those pretty lips around his hard length. Even thinking about it and his dick woke up.
It was a primal thing, the only way he’d known how to take care of her in this fucked up situation. He couldn’t even describe it to himself how much he’d liked bringing her so much pleasure.
Over and over.
From the pink in her cheeks, clearly she was remembering everything. Good. He wanted everything they’d done stamped into her memory bank.
“Morning. Sleep well?” he asked.
She snorted and slid her computer off her lap. “What do you think?” Blush gone, she stood and crossed the distance to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
He pulled her into a tight hug, dropping a light kiss on her mouth, loving how open she was with affection. He resisted the urge to deepen it because he had a feeling they’d end up naked and on the floor if he did. “If you didn’t then I clearly did something wrong. Which means I need to practice more.” He dropped his voice as he said it, which earned him another blush.
She seemed to forget how to speak for a moment then slightly shook her head. “There’s coffee in the kitchen and uh, I think I might have found something on Neal’s whereabouts.”
There was something in her tone that made him pause. As he headed for the kitchen, she followed and he could practically sense the nervousness rolling off her. “Well?”
She took a deep breath. “Hear me out before you say no.”
Oh yeah, that didn’t bode well for him. He nodded as he started to pour himself a mug. “Okay.”
“I did a lot of digging into Neal’s background this morning.”
He frowned. “You haven’t been up that long.”
“Well…I woke up at three and worked for a couple hours. You looked so peaceful sleeping I didn’t want to bother you.”
Roman didn’t respond, but he was beyond surprised he hadn’t stirred.
“Anyway, I did a lot of digging earlier and when I woke up again not too long ago something was bothering me. There were a few emails referencing a sale of a boat, but nothing directly to him. To this corporation. I’ve never heard of the corporation though, not being linked directly to Powers Group. So I started digging into it and I can’t be sure without more investigating, but I think it’s a front for Neal. For what, I have no idea, but I don’t think it’s for anything real. Using the information on the ‘business’, I tracked down that boat. It’s still owned by the company and according to credit card records from the same company, it’s docked at a local marina.”
“What kind of boat?”
“Forty-foot cruiser… The type someone could stay on. Live on, if need be.” She bit her bottom lip, watching him expectantly.
Wow, she was good. Really good. “You think Lynch is on it?”
She shrugged. “Probably not, but it’s worth checking out, right?”
“Yes, it is worth checking out. The police can do it immediately.”
She bit her bottom lip even harder and shook her head. “How am I supposed to explain to them what I found?”
“Did you break any laws gaining the information?”
Taylor looked down and crossed her arms over her chest, but didn’t answer.
“Damn it,” he muttered.