Though they hadn’t been close, he’d never forget the way the former head of security had laid down his life to save Taylor’s.
In many ways, the big Cajun reminded him of Henderson. He was affable, laid-back, and above all else, loyal. He didn’t know what it was about the man but, deep down, Sebastian liked him. The guard paled some, but offered a mute nod of understanding. “I would not take kindly to it should you disappoint me. It’s absolutely vital that you keep Taylor safe. I’m willing to pay more, but I need you to stay focused. Things are heating up for me at work, and they will only get worse before they get better. I can’t afford to have you or your men let your guard down. Raising a brow, he regarded the other man. I was a bit thrown off by the homecoming arrangements last night, but things have been quiet and calm today, per usual.” Is there anything else I should be aware of?” he asked, returning his steady gaze to Rupert. Nodding, he tucked the parcel under the crook of his arm. Nothing but the heady scent of the heavy brown paper wrapping met his nose. It might look ridiculous, but it was better to play it safe than sorry. Lifting the package to his nose, Sebastian took a deep whiff. Giving them time to obtain the proper paperwork hadn’t been high on Marx’s list of priorities. Whoever had sabotaged Taylor’s car had to know he’d demand to see the security footage from that day, and thanks to the storeowner demanding they provide a warrant, there’d been more than enough time for someone to waylay the package. Frowning, he scanned the address once again. He knew better than most that explosives could bear little to no weight.
Its lightness did nothing to alleviate his worries. It sucked that things had gotten so bad that he would regard something so mundane with so much suspicion. His amusement faded some as he took the small parcel and turned it in his hands. Snorting beneath his breath, Sebastian nodded. “Until you’d cooled down some, sir,” the big man admitted. “Until what, Rupert?” he asked with a curious tilt of his head. “But with everything else going on, I figured it would be best to wait until…” he trailed off in uncertainty. “This came for you yesterday, sir,” the head of security explained. Sebastian eyed the package in Rupert’s hands with no small measure of trepidation. He was both heaven and hell, the beginning and the end, but nothing was more beautifully broken than this man and the fragile bond they shared. Clinging to him, she listened to his breathless roar and reveled in the powerful throb of his body as he came.
#Little inferno paper heart full#
She cried out as the pleasure mounted and release barreled through her full force. A few more plunges was all the coaxing her body needed. His voice was hoarse and strained, a raspy pant falling against her ear.