Slay Bells Ring (An FBI Romance Thriller Book 12) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Morgan Kelley
United States knew him by his first name. Worse yet, he knew his wife.
That was scary. One never knew what she was going to say on a good day, but toss in the president…it was dangerous.
At least now the big meeting was over. Thankfully, it was a good bite out of his day. He couldn’t wait until later in the week. Not only was the holiday coming, but the weekend as well.
He had so much on his mind.
While he and Elizabeth sat in the meeting, listening to the conference call, he was daydreaming. He had Christmas presents to take care of, and his brother had eluded that he’d gone hardcore.
Ethan had to up his game.
Then there was the other reason it was hard to concentrate on work— Elizabeth . His wife looked amazing when she rolled into their office. She had an errand to run before work, so they couldn’t drive in together.
When he saw her, Ethan wanted to hold her in his arms. There was something so amazing about having a woman to call your own. He was a lucky man.
Elizabeth was a great partner.
A wonderful mother.
And also so wild in bed that Ethan wanted to keep a fire extinguisher by the mattress to put them out after the explosion. When the three of them rolled around, the sheets melted together.
Yeah, life was damn good.
There was nothing better than an upcoming holiday. It meant food, family, and ‘fun’—of the fornication kind. Ethan couldn’t wait.
All he had to do was get through the day. Maybe later, he could get a little nibble on something sweet.
His girl.
But first, he had to focus on payroll, and then his meeting with the lab staff. After that, his day would be halfway over. Before he knew it, he and Elizabeth would be having lunch.
Not in the office.
No…
Ethan wanted to swing by some sleazy motel and show her what was running through his mind. Since the last case, when the three of them had worked together, he’d been curious.
Callen was always so free spirited, so Ethan wanted to throw caution to the wind. Maybe that wasn’t really his intent. What he wanted was to trap his wife and screw her brains out over a nooner.
Then he could go back to the doldrums of the Federal government.
As of late, there was something different about his wife, but Ethan couldn’t put his finger on it. The more he tried to analyze it, asking her what was up, the more she just looked confused.
Maybe it was his imagination. After all, he tended to lean toward paranoia more than most. His job conditioned him for that.
Instead of dwelling, he was going to abduct his wife and have his wicked way with her.
All the while wearing a freaking condom.
Damn!
He hated them. While he knew why he had to wear one—for his brother’s sake—he still wasn’t happy. They were a pain in the ass. A few times, he’d slid home, only to realize that he’d gone in bare.
There was a freak out from Elizabeth, and it killed the mood. Honestly, when he agreed to it, Ethan had hoped that she’d be pregnant by now.
They were spending a small fortune on protection. For a happily married man, that just wasn’t right.
He missed taking his woman for a bareback ride.
As his body tensed at the memories, Ethan forced himself to think about anything else. That was definitely not appropriate, and he should know better.
She was the mother of his children.
He was a gentleman.
A horny one.
That was putting it mildly. It was like the Garden of Eden. They couldn’t have that one thing, and that made it all the more alluring. He wanted to sin in the worst way, but he couldn’t.
Ethan had made a promise.
Once he got that taste of the deliciously sinful fruit, there would be no holding back, and he knew it.
So, condoms it was.
As he glanced up at the clock, he figured there was enough time to grab a coffee before his next meeting. Maybe if he brought his wife one, he could lure her into sitting in his lap. It seemed like eons since she had perched there.
Halfway to the door, his desk phone buzzed.
“Mr. B, are you
That was scary. One never knew what she was going to say on a good day, but toss in the president…it was dangerous.
At least now the big meeting was over. Thankfully, it was a good bite out of his day. He couldn’t wait until later in the week. Not only was the holiday coming, but the weekend as well.
He had so much on his mind.
While he and Elizabeth sat in the meeting, listening to the conference call, he was daydreaming. He had Christmas presents to take care of, and his brother had eluded that he’d gone hardcore.
Ethan had to up his game.
Then there was the other reason it was hard to concentrate on work— Elizabeth . His wife looked amazing when she rolled into their office. She had an errand to run before work, so they couldn’t drive in together.
When he saw her, Ethan wanted to hold her in his arms. There was something so amazing about having a woman to call your own. He was a lucky man.
Elizabeth was a great partner.
A wonderful mother.
And also so wild in bed that Ethan wanted to keep a fire extinguisher by the mattress to put them out after the explosion. When the three of them rolled around, the sheets melted together.
Yeah, life was damn good.
There was nothing better than an upcoming holiday. It meant food, family, and ‘fun’—of the fornication kind. Ethan couldn’t wait.
All he had to do was get through the day. Maybe later, he could get a little nibble on something sweet.
His girl.
But first, he had to focus on payroll, and then his meeting with the lab staff. After that, his day would be halfway over. Before he knew it, he and Elizabeth would be having lunch.
Not in the office.
No…
Ethan wanted to swing by some sleazy motel and show her what was running through his mind. Since the last case, when the three of them had worked together, he’d been curious.
Callen was always so free spirited, so Ethan wanted to throw caution to the wind. Maybe that wasn’t really his intent. What he wanted was to trap his wife and screw her brains out over a nooner.
Then he could go back to the doldrums of the Federal government.
As of late, there was something different about his wife, but Ethan couldn’t put his finger on it. The more he tried to analyze it, asking her what was up, the more she just looked confused.
Maybe it was his imagination. After all, he tended to lean toward paranoia more than most. His job conditioned him for that.
Instead of dwelling, he was going to abduct his wife and have his wicked way with her.
All the while wearing a freaking condom.
Damn!
He hated them. While he knew why he had to wear one—for his brother’s sake—he still wasn’t happy. They were a pain in the ass. A few times, he’d slid home, only to realize that he’d gone in bare.
There was a freak out from Elizabeth, and it killed the mood. Honestly, when he agreed to it, Ethan had hoped that she’d be pregnant by now.
They were spending a small fortune on protection. For a happily married man, that just wasn’t right.
He missed taking his woman for a bareback ride.
As his body tensed at the memories, Ethan forced himself to think about anything else. That was definitely not appropriate, and he should know better.
She was the mother of his children.
He was a gentleman.
A horny one.
That was putting it mildly. It was like the Garden of Eden. They couldn’t have that one thing, and that made it all the more alluring. He wanted to sin in the worst way, but he couldn’t.
Ethan had made a promise.
Once he got that taste of the deliciously sinful fruit, there would be no holding back, and he knew it.
So, condoms it was.
As he glanced up at the clock, he figured there was enough time to grab a coffee before his next meeting. Maybe if he brought his wife one, he could lure her into sitting in his lap. It seemed like eons since she had perched there.
Halfway to the door, his desk phone buzzed.
“Mr. B, are you
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