Suspicious Minds (Fate #3) Read Online Free

faster.
    Normally he’d take his time, enjoy the act, and draw it out as
long as possible for maximum pleasure. Now he thrust into her roughly, faster
and deeper, because he needed to get there—needed to numb the rage he’d begun
to feel once again. The way her body reacted to his was also new to him. Their
rhythm was perfect, and despite his earlier suspicions that this might be her
first time, she knew exactly how to move, and it was making her moan. Giving
into the temptation, he glanced down at her face, and their eyes nearly locked,
but he tore his gaze away quickly.
    Why hadn’t he taken her from behind instead? Damn it! It would’ve
eliminated any possible eye contact. But then he would’ve been staring at
something else that might’ve driven him even crazier. Groaning through his
teeth, he focused on their hands above her head. Even as her body began to
tremble uncontrollably and she cried out, he would not look into those sweet
eyes again. With one final grunt, he buried himself deep inside her and
collapsed over her, purposely facing away.
    The moment he was able to catch his breath and his heart calmed a
little, he was off the bed. This was another thing that alarmed him. Normally he
couldn’t care less what his one-nighters thought of him. His intentions were
always made clear before he even left with a girl back to her place, his place,
or even just his car. “I’m just looking to have a little fun tonight. I won’t
even need your number.”
    He’d said the same thing to this girl tonight. Now he felt like a
dick. But as tempted as he was to ask her name again, he forced himself not to.
    No fucking way.
    “Thanks,” he said, pulling his pants on. “That was . . . very nice.”
    It was way more than nice, and already he could tell it wouldn’t
be nearly as forgettable as all the other trysts he’d had lately. That scared
the hell out of him. It was why he wouldn’t even allow himself to eye her for
longer than a few seconds. And despite the incredible urge to kiss her goodbye
before he left, he refrained. His exit was one of the quickest and dirtiest he’d
ever made, and while it made him feel like a total dirt bag, he stepped on the
gas, skidded out of there, and never looked back.
    ~~~
    Sal’s oldest two kids stood outside in the front yard,
each holding on to a leash with a fur ball at the end—their twin Chow Chow pups.
Hearing about how adorable the pups were from his brother Vince was one thing,
but seeing them was something else. It was months ago when Vince first told him
about the puppies their cousin had bought for his kids, and because they
usually met on the fairway, it’d been even longer since Lorenzo had been over to
Sal’s house. Lorenzo could only imagine how much cuter they’d been back then
since they weren’t tiny puppies anymore, but they were still a sight to
see.
    The kids ran to him when they saw him and hugged him.
    “Look at owe puppies, Uncle Enzo!” Vivianna said, holding up the
leash, and happily ignoring the fact that her R’s were still nonexistent in her
speech. “Yogi and Baloo. Auntie Wosie named Baloo aftah huh favowit teddy bah.”
    Vivianna was the younger of the two but despite her slight speech
impediment usually did most of the talking.
    “Yogi and Baloo? Those are very cool names,” Lorenzo said,
squatting down to pet the two little guys. “You guys taking them for a walk?”
    “No,” Vivi said as Chavita shook his head and waited for his
little sister to explain. “We’ah waiting fo da gwoomuh.”
    As usual, it took a few seconds for Lorenzo to completely
understand what she was saying. “The groomer? These guys getting a haircut?”
    “Ah huh,” she nodded, smiling big. “It’s theuh fust time.”
    Lorenzo kissed his niece on the forehead, willing away the still
painful memories of Linda’s daughter Nikki. He was over Linda now, but he hated
how much he missed Nikki, and being around Sal’s kids, especially Vivianna,
always