he was going to make sure they realized how dangerous it was for little girls to play with serial killers.
He’d already decided that the redhead would have to be his.
But first…
He would watch because that’s what got him off, and that always came first.
CHAPTER THREE
Tuesday Night
Gabe was nervous, and he didn't know why. When he’d gotten the text from Elizabeth with the location, he easily agreed to it before doing any research.
Why would he have to? Elizabeth was his family, and she’d never screw with him, right?
Wrong.
When he arrived at the restaurant and saw that it was a fancy place, his suspicions were piqued. Why would two of his agents want him to meet them there?
It was puzzling.
When he was led to the table in the back, where other couples were dining, he noticed it had only two place settings.
Crap!
Elizabeth screwed him over.
Immediately, his heart began pounding, and Gabe began praying that the other plate was going to be for Elizabeth and not Livy.
If it was the redhead, he was screwed.
Shit!
His fight or flight kicked in, and he wanted to run from there like a maniac. Gabe wondered if he had time to escape before anyone else arrived. Pulling out his phone, he glanced at the time. Just as he was about to make a phone call to Elizabeth, he heard the clicking of heels heading his way.
When Gabe looked up, his suspicions had been right. It was a sexy redhead, and he nearly swallowed his tongue when he saw her.
Oh, holy mother of God.
He was in so much trouble.
As the waiter pulled Livy’s seat out for her, he couldn’t breathe. She was wearing a beautiful green dress, and it made the color of her eyes pop. She looked so gorgeous, that it stole his breath.
He wanted to weep for what he could never have. In that moment, he knew she was just out of his reach.
It killed him.
Gabe wanted to experience her touch once. Was that too much to ask?
She looked so lovely.
“Are you okay, Gabriel?” Livy asked, getting nervous as he sat there staring. Until that moment, it seemed like a damn good idea.
Yeah, until she walked in and saw him there.
He was still in his work attire. Gabe could work a suit like no one’s business. It fit him perfectly. The strong lines of his body were accentuated with the material, and Livy was desperate to see what was beneath it. When she saw him in running gear, she wanted to drool, but here, in the candlelight of the restaurant, she wanted to bury her hands in his hair as her mouth plumbed the depths of his.
God!
She wanted him.
Livy desperately wanted to run her fingers over the silk of his tie as she forced him to really see her. She wasn’t just his agent.
She was a woman, and she wanted him in her life as something more than a boss.
Screw that! Her gut feeling had to be right about him. It was screaming that there was something there between them. What they could have would be beautiful—if she could just get through to him.
Livy noticed that his green eyes danced with fear, and that was so very unlike him.
It made her incredibly wary. Suddenly, it felt like she was walking to the gallows.
The man at the table didn't look excited that she was there. He looked the opposite of that, and it made her stomach drop. This wasn’t going to end well.
She could already tell.
Shit!
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just been a long day,” he said, trying to keep calm. The last thing he wanted was to look like a fool in front of Livy. “Where’s your partner in crime?”
Livy ordered a glass of wine and tried to pull this off. It was too late to escape, and this was going to be a huge mistake. She could already see it now.
Gabe wasn’t amused.
In fact, his fear was morphing to something more. He was putting on the chill, and that was never a good thing. Oh, she’d seen it before. Being an agent, if you pissed Gabriel Rothschild off, he turned icy.
That was coming out.
She could feel it.
Livy was going to get her
He’d already decided that the redhead would have to be his.
But first…
He would watch because that’s what got him off, and that always came first.
CHAPTER THREE
Tuesday Night
Gabe was nervous, and he didn't know why. When he’d gotten the text from Elizabeth with the location, he easily agreed to it before doing any research.
Why would he have to? Elizabeth was his family, and she’d never screw with him, right?
Wrong.
When he arrived at the restaurant and saw that it was a fancy place, his suspicions were piqued. Why would two of his agents want him to meet them there?
It was puzzling.
When he was led to the table in the back, where other couples were dining, he noticed it had only two place settings.
Crap!
Elizabeth screwed him over.
Immediately, his heart began pounding, and Gabe began praying that the other plate was going to be for Elizabeth and not Livy.
If it was the redhead, he was screwed.
Shit!
His fight or flight kicked in, and he wanted to run from there like a maniac. Gabe wondered if he had time to escape before anyone else arrived. Pulling out his phone, he glanced at the time. Just as he was about to make a phone call to Elizabeth, he heard the clicking of heels heading his way.
When Gabe looked up, his suspicions had been right. It was a sexy redhead, and he nearly swallowed his tongue when he saw her.
Oh, holy mother of God.
He was in so much trouble.
As the waiter pulled Livy’s seat out for her, he couldn’t breathe. She was wearing a beautiful green dress, and it made the color of her eyes pop. She looked so gorgeous, that it stole his breath.
He wanted to weep for what he could never have. In that moment, he knew she was just out of his reach.
It killed him.
Gabe wanted to experience her touch once. Was that too much to ask?
She looked so lovely.
“Are you okay, Gabriel?” Livy asked, getting nervous as he sat there staring. Until that moment, it seemed like a damn good idea.
Yeah, until she walked in and saw him there.
He was still in his work attire. Gabe could work a suit like no one’s business. It fit him perfectly. The strong lines of his body were accentuated with the material, and Livy was desperate to see what was beneath it. When she saw him in running gear, she wanted to drool, but here, in the candlelight of the restaurant, she wanted to bury her hands in his hair as her mouth plumbed the depths of his.
God!
She wanted him.
Livy desperately wanted to run her fingers over the silk of his tie as she forced him to really see her. She wasn’t just his agent.
She was a woman, and she wanted him in her life as something more than a boss.
Screw that! Her gut feeling had to be right about him. It was screaming that there was something there between them. What they could have would be beautiful—if she could just get through to him.
Livy noticed that his green eyes danced with fear, and that was so very unlike him.
It made her incredibly wary. Suddenly, it felt like she was walking to the gallows.
The man at the table didn't look excited that she was there. He looked the opposite of that, and it made her stomach drop. This wasn’t going to end well.
She could already tell.
Shit!
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just been a long day,” he said, trying to keep calm. The last thing he wanted was to look like a fool in front of Livy. “Where’s your partner in crime?”
Livy ordered a glass of wine and tried to pull this off. It was too late to escape, and this was going to be a huge mistake. She could already see it now.
Gabe wasn’t amused.
In fact, his fear was morphing to something more. He was putting on the chill, and that was never a good thing. Oh, she’d seen it before. Being an agent, if you pissed Gabriel Rothschild off, he turned icy.
That was coming out.
She could feel it.
Livy was going to get her
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