Page 49 of Cruel Salvation

“Yeah, Smithy didn’t really tell me anything new. But I did manage to schedule a meeting with one of the guys tomorrow. Hopefully, he’ll be more willing to talk in person.”

“Good. Naz, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

She turned to face him, concern etched on her features. “What is it?”

“Bás pulled me aside before we split up. He wanted to make sure that I understood the consequences of hurting you in any way. He made it very clear that you’re like family to him, and he won’t tolerate anyone hurting you. I also promised not to tell you we’d spoken but I hate the idea of any secrets between us.”

Naz sighed, rolling her eyes. “Of course, he did. He’s always been overprotective of me.”

“I know, but I think it’s sweet. He cares about you a lot.”

Naz smiled softly. “Yeah, he does. But you don’t have to worry about that, Damon. I trust you completely.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I just wanted to make sure you knew how seriously he takes your safety.”

“I appreciate it. But I can take care of myself, you know.”

Damon raised an eyebrow. “I have no doubt about that. But it’s nice to know that you have people looking out for you.”

Naz leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. “Thank you for caring, Damon.”

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. “Always, Naz. Always.”

“You want to sit in while I talk to Simon again? I think he’d appreciate it.”

“Of course, if you think it will help.”

“He trusts you and, unlike me, you aren’t a reminder of his past.”

“I can’t imagine what he must be feeling.”

Her expression fell and he wanted to kick himself for not thinking. Grasping her chin, he tilted her head back so he was looking into her eyes. “Baby, don’t do that. None of what happened was your fault.”

“I oversaw the drugs, Damon.”

“Because you had to. If you hadn’t, your cover would’ve been blown and you’d be dead and they’d likely be dead too. You ensured they got free, and then got help. You were the woman who walked through fire for them and with them.”

“I know, I just hate that it happened.”

Damon leaned his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. “Me too, baby.”

Electricity crackled between them, and he wanted desperately to kiss her but he knew if he did, he wouldn’t want to stop.

“Can I stay with you tonight? I miss you. I just want to hold you in my arms.”

“I’d like that, but feel free to do it naked so I can slide my pussy down your hard cock.”

Damon’s dick was hard instantly, and he groaned, cupping her cheeks and taking her mouth in a savage kiss that mimicked everything he wanted to do to her. His hands fisted in her hair and she moaned before pulling her mouth away.

“Let’s not give Watchdog a show.”

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you mentioned your sweet pussy and my dick in the same sentence.”

“Gotta keep you on your toes, handsome.”

“I have a feeling I’ll always be on my toes with you, baby, and I wouldn’t change a thing.”