Page 25 of Harbored By My Mate
“That’s it.Fuck!”he shouts from above me.
A second later, I feel him release inside me.
My knees give out, and I sink to the mattress in a puddle of sated pleasure.
Knox collapses next to me, pushing my hair out of my face to check on me.“All right?”
I nod, giving him a lazy thumbs-up.
He grins, leaning in to kiss me.“I’ll go get the shower ready.Just a minute.”
I hear him pad into the bathroom, and the water turns on.Strong arms wrap around me, and I’m lifted off the bed as if I weigh nothing.Knox carries me into the bathroom and straight into the shower.I let him handle me, loving every minute of it.
But as he sets me on my feet and grabs the shampoo, I know it’s time for some answers.
“So,” I start, “how did it go with Joe?”
His eyes meet mine, and he leans down to give me a reassuring kiss.“The charges are dropped.You’re in the clear.”
My eyes well with grateful tears.“Thank God.What did Joe do?What did he say?”
Knox’s jaw tightens.“He didn’t want to let you go.”He sees my horrified look and rushes to reassure me.“Not that I can blame him.I never want to let you go either.”
“What else did he say?”
“He threatened to add more charges.I tried to reason with him, but it’s pretty clear that losing you and me showing up… well, he seemed like he was having some kind of psychotic break.”
“Oh, God,” I choke out.
Knox pulls me into his arms.
“I recorded our conversation.When I couldn’t reason with Joe, I went to the mayor, and we called in the chief of police.Once we laid everything out, Joe was arrested.You’re free.”
“So, he’s in prison?”
“He will be.Right now, he’s at the hospital on a mandatory psych hold.He didn’t take it well.”
I lean against Knox and let out a big breath as I process everything he’s told me.
“It’s over,” I whisper.
He kisses the top of my head, rubbing soothing circles on my back.“Oh, and I went by your old apartment to grab your things.They’re in the car.”
This man.He’s freaking perfect.
“What did I do to deserve you?”
He tilts my chin up.“I ask myself that about you every day, mate.”
Leaning down, he presses a sweet kiss to my lips.Knowing I’m a little overwhelmed, he simply holds me, letting the hot water ease my tension.
When I finally pull back, he studies me with worried eyes.
“I’m so happy it’s over,” I whisper.
“You’re a free woman.”He smiles.“What do you want to do now?”
I freeze at that question.
