Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 670

"You had a chemical dumped into your bloodstream and you ran here anyway. That was really brave. You're one of the bravest, strongest women I've ever met and I've met a lot of them with badges." His thumbs moved once more across my cheeks. "It's going to be fine. All of it."

The crying eased off into sniffles and then into nothing, and I wiped my nose with the back of my wrist and blew out a long breath.

"Thank you." I looked up at him. "For calling a doctor for me. For all of it. I won't forget that."

"I didn't do anything great." He shrugged it off. "We're in this together. Looking out for you is my job."

"How long was I out?"

He checked his watch. "Almost an hour."

An hour. My stomach lurched. I swung my legs off the bed and shoved myself upright so hard that the room tipped, and his hand snapped out and caught my waist.

"Careful. Maybe wait another ten minutes."

"There's no time." I steadied myself on his shoulder. "I have to get that chip into Big Bryan's phone. Today. It has to be today."

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

He crossed to the dresser, opened a drawer, and came back with a small bottle of something thick and off-white.

"Synthetic cum." He turned it so I could see the label. "It won't feel like the real thing, but it'll look like it."

I looked at the bottle and then at him. "I don't need it."

"You don't?"

"He doesn't check me like I thought he would." I pushed my hair back off my forehead. "He asks me back so he can mock me."

Daniel's mouth twisted, half embarrassment, half amusement. "

He laughed, short and surprised, and dropped the bottle back in the drawer, and it loosened something in my chest.

I decided to take a shower. If I didn't go back to Big Bryan looking like crap, this would be a good excuse.

The bathroom was all glass and marble and it took me ten minutes flat. I washed everywhere, scrubbed the dried sweat off my neck, came out in a towel and got back into the white dress and pinned the red wig into place in front of the mirror.

"I'm taking a cab," I said as I pulled the door open. "It's safer for both of us. If you want to see to it that I reach the club, follow the cab at a distance."

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