The morning sun draws me out of my sleep, but instead of hating it like I used to, I welcome it. Glancing around the room, I smile at all the additions. Ever so slowly, Hunter’s been bringing in more of his things. I love seeing his laptop beside mine on the desk, his clothes on his side of the closet, and even the silly things like his toothbrush and razor in the bathroom. What I love even more is smelling him all around me when I wake up in the morning. For the longest time, I never thought I’d let anyone else inside of my home or my heart. It didn’t seem possible.

Stretching my arms over my head, I notice my muscles are still sore from the night before. Every night when Hunter leaves to do his thing at the club, I’ve been spending my time working out. I think I ran three miles last night. It’s the only thing that gets my mind off of what he’s doing. He’s made it clear he hates it when I go to the club and he knows I loathe him being there. I keep hoping he’ll quit and just work for me, but that’s not the kind of guy he is.

“Babe, you up?” Hunter calls out.

The steam billows out of the bathroom and I smile. “Yes,” I laugh. “I needed the extra few minutes of sleep.”

“Wanna join me?”

My stomach growls and I know if I get in the shower with him, I’ll never get out. We have to be at the office soon. “I would, but I’m starving. Besides, doesn’t Chris want you there early?”

The shower water shuts off and I watch him get out, his naked body dripping. He sees me gawking at him and smirks. “He does, but I thought we could have some fun.”

Chris and Hunter have been inseparable the past week. We’ve never had an intern be on top of things like Hunter is. He’s going to make an amazing lawyer when he graduates; definitely one to be feared. “You’ve made it perfectly clear we’re going to have fun tonight. Although, I don’t see how. Seeing Chad up on stage is going to piss me off more than anything … especially if I can’t get actual proof. It’ll be my word against his.”

Grabbing a towel, Hunter runs it through his dark hair and over his body as he walks toward me, his gaze heated and raw. He climbs up on the bed, his skin hot from the shower. “I got this handled, Kennedy. No matter what, we’ll get our proof. And after we bust his sorry ass, you’ll be more than ready to let me fuck you.”

I nod even though I highly doubt tonight will go the way I want. I’ve spent weeks trying to nail Chad Bates to the wall with no luck. It’s like the man’s untouchable. I have one last chance to catch the bastard before I give up for good. Tonight is the final night. Covering me with his body, Hunter leans down and kisses me, his lips soft yet firm. I love the way he nips me with his teeth.

“Are you always this confident?” I ask breathlessly.

It’s one of the things I love about him. I haven’t said the words to him, because frankly, I’m scared as hell. I know I care about him deeply and he practically lives with me, but I haven’t been able to speak them. I can see it in his eyes he wants me to, and I hope one day I’ll be able to say them.

He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “I have to be,” he murmurs. He starts to kiss me again, but my doorbell rings. Brows furrowed, he glances over his shoulder toward the bedroom door. “Expecting someone?”

I slide out from under him and grab a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt out from my drawer. “Not that I know of, but I guess we’ll find out,” I say, throwing on my clothes. I’ve never had anyone show up at my house so early in the morning.

I run downstairs just as the doorbell rings again. When I look out the peephole, my heart stops. It’s Aaron. I haven’t talked to him in days. Taking a deep breath, I open the door slowly and he smiles, his sea green eyes brighter than usual.

He’s dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, not his usual work attire. I open the screen door and smile back. “Hey.”

He steps forward, but makes no attempt to come inside. “I’m sorry for stopping by so early, but I was in the neighborhood and I wanted to give you this.” Holding out a long, black box, I recognize it immediately. “I don’t know how they ended up in my stuff, but I wanted to make sure you had them back. Your mother will be angry with you if she thought you lost them.”

Chuckling, I take the box and open it. My mother gave me the expensive strand of pearls when I graduated college. I can’t believe I didn’t realize they were gone. “She would’ve been more than angry,” I reply, holding them close to my chest. “Thank you so much for bringing them over.”

He shrugs. “No problem.” Then he nods toward his car. “We’re on our way to Seattle for a few days and I knew we had to drive right by here.”

“We?” I ask. That’s when I notice the woman in his car. Her hair is a deep red and wavy from what I can tell. She smiles unsurely and waves so I wave back and grin. “Never mind, I see. She’s very beautiful.”

Aaron beams and glances back at her before turning back to me. “Yeah, she is. I was going to wait until I knew you were alone to bring your pearls by, but every time I drive by you have company.” Hunter’s car has been a permanent fixture lately. “I didn’t want to ruffle any feathers.”

I hold up my hand. “You have nothing to worry about.”

Hunter walks into the room, sharply dressed in his suit. He looks at Aaron and then settles his gaze on mine. Tension fills the air because it doesn’t take Hunter long to realize who the man is at my door, but I knew they’d be introduced to each other at some point. The expression on his face makes my heart ache, though. I can see he doesn’t believe I’ll tell my ex-husband the truth on who he is to me.

Hunter grabs his keys and briefcase and I hold out my hand, taking his arm when he joins me at the door. I look at them both and smile. “Aaron, this is my boyfriend, Hunter Miles. Hunter, this is my ex-husband, Aaron Thomas. He stopped by to drop these off,” I explain, holding up my pearls. “They were a gift from my mother.”

They shake hands and Hunter nods. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Aaron replies. “I was telling Kennedy how sorry I am for stopping by so early. But I’m glad I got to meet you. I can see she’s happy now.”

“I am,” I murmur, “but so are you.”

He smiles. “I am. I’ll be even happier when we get on the road. I don’t think I’ve had a vacation in years.” He steps back and waves. “Take care of yourself, Kennedy.”

“I will. You do the same.”

Once he’s gone, Hunter turns me to face him, his arms tight around my waist. “So that’s your ex, huh?”

I bring my hands up to his cheeks and kiss him. “You’re not worried about him, are you?”

He kisses me back. “No, but you were married to the guy for a long time. There’s a lot of history there.”

“Yes, but that’s exactly what it is … history. You’re my present, and hopefully, my future.”

His lips pull back in a grin. “You’re damn right I am. You won’t be able to get rid of me so easily.”

“I don’t want to.”

He kisses me again. “Although, right now I have to go. I’ll see you at the office.”

“I’ll be there soon.” Getting in his car, he winks at me and disappears down the road. He’ll also see me at the club tonight for the last time. I’m secretly hoping it’ll be his last night there as well.

 

 

A knock sounds on my door and I look up to see Elaine as she pokes her head inside. “Kennedy?”

I shut my laptop. “What’s up?”

Her gaze lands on my phone. “Jennifer Bates is on line three. She’s returning your call.”

“Thanks. I’ll get it right away.” She shuts the door and I pick up the phone. “Jennifer, how are you?”

“Good. I’m back in town, but Chad doesn’t know. He’ll figure it out when he gets the divorce papers delivered to him. Is that all set?”

“Yep, that’s why I called you. No matter what I find tonight at the club, they’ll be delivered first thing tomorrow.”

She sighs. “He’ll be livid. Be prepared for him to call a meeting as soon as he gets them.”

“I have no doubt, but I’m prepared. Are you?”

“I hope so. I’m not backing down.”

“Good, that’s what I want to hear. I’ll call you as soon as I leave the club. I’m about to head out of the office for the day.”

We hang up and I finish packing up my things. Hunter has already left and so have his classmates. Chris is still in his office when I walk by. “Bye, Chris!”

“Goodnight! Good luck at the club!”

Releasing a heavy sigh, I continue toward the door. “Thanks. I’ll need it.”

Traffic isn’t bad heading home and as soon as I’m there, I change into a short, black skirt and silky, red top. I wish there was a way to hide a camera on me, but I’d never get it past the front desk. My phone beeps with an incoming text.

 

Hunter: You ready?

 

Me: I hope so. On my way.

 

It doesn’t take long to get to the club and when I do, Jared is waiting for me by the door, dressed in his usual black tux. “Good evening, Ms. Vaughn,” he says, his voice professional like always.

“Same to you,” I reply. We go through the motions and this time it’s harder leaving my phone at the front. I want proof of Chad’s infidelity so bad I can taste it. Unfortunately, it’s only going to be mine and Hunter’s eyes that see it.

Jared takes me down the hallway to the viewing room and we stop at the door. “And you’re sure you’re okay sharing the room tonight?”

I nod. “It’s okay. Might be kind of interesting.”

He laughs and I can see the mischievous expression on his face. “I’m sure it will.” When he opens the door, Hunter is already in there, lounging on the large, plush couch wearing a green polo shirt and khaki pants. He glances over at me and grins. “If you want to leave, I’ll be around to escort you out.”

I smile at Hunter. “Thank you. But I’m sure I’ll be just fine.”

After Jared shuts the door behind me, I approach Hunter. He gets up and rakes his raw gaze down my body. “Holy fuck, I’m glad you don’t wear stuff like that to work. I wouldn’t be able to get shit done.” Grabbing my hand, he pulls me over to the couch and onto his lap.

“I knew you’d like it,” I say with a wink.

He snorts. “I fucking love it. There’s no way I’ll be able to keep my hands off you tonight.” My smile fades and I sigh. “What’s wrong?” he asks, brows furrowed.

I shrug. “I don’t know. I mean, I know we’re going to see him here tonight, but I’m not going to have proof. Not unless we wait out in the parking lot when it’s all over in hopes I catch him with his women.”

Hunter’s smile widens. “I told you, I got this. Leave it all to me.”

The lights dim out, completely cloaking Hunter and I from view, and a deep rhythm thumps out of the speakers. It’s hard and strong, exactly what I can imagine a dominant guy like Chad listening to when he’s fucking two women for show. The door to the back of the stage opens and two naked women walk up to the bed, one a blonde and the other a brunette. It’s the same women I saw with Chad the last time I was there.

“It’s them,” I whisper in Hunter’s ear. Two seconds later, Chad walks out, dressed in only a pair of jeans. His cock is already hard and straining against the denim. “Jackpot.”

He pushes the blonde onto the bed and she gasps, while the other unbuttons his jeans and slides them to the floor. She takes his cock into her mouth and sucks him off, his groans more like growls as he fists her hair in his hands.

“What a dirtbag,” I hiss low.

“Yes, he is, and we’re about to fuck him up the ass.” Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out his phone and grins.

“Oh my God,” I gasp.

“I wasn’t about to let you down.”

Chad is now on the bed, spreading the blonde wide and slamming into her with full force. Hunter turns his phone on video and records away. He zooms in, giving the viewers a clear shot of Chad’s face. There’s no mistaking it’s him. Once the video is done, he snaps a few pictures and puts his phone away.

“We got him,” I whisper happily. Chad is still on stage, fucking his women without a care in the world. Tomorrow, he’s going down. Adrenaline courses through my veins and it makes everything tighten. Taking my hand, Hunter pulls me onto his lap and I straddle him. “I thought you wanted a reverse cowgirl tonight?”

He shakes his head. “Not if you’ll be watching that fucker up there while I’m inside of you. I want you looking at me.”

I roll my hips against him and he hardens. “I don’t want to look anywhere else. Besides, we need to celebrate.”

“Yes, we do.”

Sliding his hands under my skirt, he pushes my underwear to the side and then unzips his pants. I can hear Chad and his women fucking behind us, but I block it out. All I want is Hunter. Once he’s free, I sit down on him and take his full length inside of me as deep as he can go. I ride him hard and he lifts my shirt, biting my nipples through my bra before freeing my breasts. He sucks them hard and it feels so damn good. I love it when he does it like that. It hurts, but it’s a delicious ache that goes right down to my center. My body clenches around him and I’m close. I want to scream out my release, but I know I can’t.

Lifting me in his arms, Hunter slams me down on the couch, his eyes dark and raw. I come hard and he closes his mouth over mine to drown out the cries as he releases inside of me. My breaths are nothing but rapid pants and I tremble while the last waves of my orgasm subside. Chad and his women are done as well and I can see them out of the corner of my eye, exiting the stage.

“Thank you,” I whisper. “I wouldn’t have been able to do this without you.”

He kisses me again and helps me up. In a few minutes, Jared will be walking through the door. “I would do anything for you, Kennedy.”

I gaze up into his brown eyes. “I know. The same goes for you.” The door opens and Jared walks in. “Now it’s time to give Jennifer the good news.”

 

 

Jennifer was ecstatic when I told her the news last night, but now the battle is brewing. After looking at the pictures of Chad and his women, I reached out to a family friend of mine who’s also an undercover cop. She was able to identify the two women. Apparently, they’re the wives of two of his friends. Unfortunately, Jennifer knows them as well. The last thing I wanted was to tell her that her so called friends have betrayed her.

Chad was livid when he received the papers and demanded a meeting just like Jennifer said he would. When he called to talk to me, he was far from friendly, almost psychotic sounding. It made me wonder if he was ever abusive in their relationship; especially since I saw the way he fucked those women. Plus, he’s called her non-stop for the past three hours she’s been at my office.

“Do you think he’s been by the house yet?” I ask. While Chad was at work, she hired a moving company to come in and load up all of his things. And if he tried to get into the house, he wouldn’t be able to. She had all new, heavy-duty locks installed.

She swallows hard. “I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out when he shows up.”

“What are you going to say to him?”

She laughs but there’s no humor in it. “Depends on what the bastard says. If he tries to blame anything on me, I’ll probably lose my shit.”

I haven’t shown her the video and I really don’t want to. I’m just happy she believes me. I asked her before if she wanted to see it and she said no. I can’t blame her. I wouldn’t want to see Hunter having sex with another woman either.

A knock sounds on the door and it opens. Hunter glances quickly at Jennifer before turning to me. “He’s here.”

Taking a deep breath, Jennifer gets to her feet. “I’m ready.”

Hunter steps back so she can walk past and gently grabs my elbow. “I want to go in there with you. I’ve seen the look on this guy’s face. He’s going to lose his shit.”

The concerned expression on his face worries me. I’ve never seen him look like this. “Okay,” I whisper. He takes the lead while I hang back with Jennifer. “Remember, you don’t have to speak if you don’t want to. I can do all the talking.” She wraps her arm around mine, her grip tight. “I know you’re afraid, but you’ll be fine, I promise. We can always get a restraining order against him if you’re worried.”

She blows out a nervous breath. “Let’s just get this over with.”

Hunter opens the door and Chad is inside with Chris. I’m surprised his lawyer isn’t with him, but then again, Chad is a man who thinks he’s invincible by just having his name. When his focus lands on Jennifer, he rushes around the table toward her.

“What the fuck is going on?” he shouts at her. “You leave for Hawaii and come back wanting a divorce? What’d you do? Find someone else to fuck while you were there?”

“That’s not a good idea, Mr. Bates,” I warn, stepping in his way. “If you’d like to take a seat, that’d be great.” His eyes are wild, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. I’m almost afraid he’ll plow me down, but I stand my ground.

He stops right in front of me, towering over me. Hunter grabs my wrist and moves me back away from him. “You need to calm down,” Hunter growls, “or I’ll be escorting you out of this building myself.”

Chad scoffs. “I don’t want to calm down and I don’t want to sit. I want to know what the fuck is going on.” He thrusts a finger toward Jennifer. “The bitch wants a divorce and I want to know why.”

“Are you kidding me?” Jennifer snaps. “You’re the one screwing other women behind my back. I’m sick of it and I’m sick of you. It’s over.”

His gaze narrows. “You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. And nothing is over unless I say it is.”

“Sorry, Mr. Bates, but you don’t have a leg to stand on here,” I say. “We have proof that you not only committed adultery once, but multiple times with multiple partners. I would go into details, but I’m sure you’re fully aware of what you’ve done.”

“You don’t know shit,” he spat, glaring at us all. “Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?”

I laugh. “Obviously, you don’t know who you’re dealing with. I think this meeting’s done.” I storm to the door and open it. “We’ll see you in court, Mr. Bates.” Jennifer steps to the other side of the table so it puts some distance between them. She looks strong with her head held high, but she’s afraid of him. The look in Chad’s eyes scare me, too, but I’m not about to show it.

Chad snarls at her and turns his evil glare to me, running it up and down my body like a predator scouting out its prey. “This isn’t over.”

“It will be soon. Good-bye, Mr. Bates.”

He storms out and slams the front office door. Hunter steps in front of me and grasps my face. “You okay?” He’s never touched me so intimately at work, but I don’t care.

“I’m fine. But I think Jennifer needs a restraining order.”

I look over at her and she nods. “I do, too. I’ve never seen him like that before. It’s like he’s a different person.” And I can only imagine how he’ll be when we screw him in court.