Chapter 50 +8 Points 2 The rest of the week seemed to pass in some sort of quiet routine. They met each morning in Kent's office to discuss plans and hear any new scouting reports. Those scouting reports were proving to be the biggest concern. It was clear that the rogues on the northwestern border were increasing their numbers, and everyone was preparing for a potential attack. Scott and Jeremy had not been able to provide any further information on the woman they believed to be in charge, only that she seemed quite crazy. After their meetings, Riley stayed in Kent's office, working on reports and responding to emails. Kent was generally there as well, though he sometimes came and went. They spent afternoon training with several groups of warriors. Kent had warriors rotate through training with Riley and he stayed nearby to her, but always far enough away that they had no reason to really talk. Riley wanted to be frustrated by the limited conversation with Kent during the day, but she couldn't blame him. He had asked for space while she made up her mind, and she honestly appreciated that he wasn't trying to pressure her. Her conversation with Gideon also played in her head, helping her to stay away from him during the day. It was bedtime and early morning that proved to be her favorite times of day, though she would never admit it. She couldn't spend the night away from Kent without getting sick and being plagued by nightmares, so he continued to spend his nights in her bed. It was the one place where he didn't put space between them and she often fell asleep with her head on his chest, listening to his heart. She really enjoyed waking up with him in the morning, cuddling next to him. Nothing more ever seemed to develop from those moments other than soft touches and quiet conversations. That is, until Saturday. Saturday morning Riley woke up on her side, facing Kent. He was still sleeping, his face slack and peaceful. She watched him for a moment, his breathing slow and steady. His shirt had ridden up slightly, revealing the bottom part of his stomach, where the v of his abs disappeared into his pajama pants. She stared at that small sliver of skin on his abdomen until she finally reached out, running her fingers across his stomach. "Careful," Kent growled softly. She looked up to see his eyes were barely open. "I thought you were asleep." She slid her hand up his shirt a little, feeling the ripple of his muscles under her fingers. "I was asleep," he murmured. "But you're waking me up." She smiled. "Sorry." He smiled back. "You don't seem very sorry." She trailed her fingers back down his abdomen, stopping at the waistband of his pants. "But you are playing with fire." "Is that what you have in there?" She curled her fingers under the elastic band. He grabbed her wrist quickly, rolling onto his back and pulling her halfway on top of him. "Are you trying to find out?" he whispered. His blue eyes were hazy as he looked at her, licking his lip. "Maybe I am." She shifted, pushing the blanket away as she moved to straddle his waist, resting her hands on either side of his head as she leaned over him. His eyes widened slightly, his lips parted. (Chapter 50 "Riley," he whispered, the playfulness gone from his tone. "This is a bad idea." She leaned in, brushing her lips against his. "I don't care," she whispered. He reached up, cupping her face between his hands. * Points > "Riley, please," he whispered and she felt her heart clench as she prepared herself to be rebuffed again. "We need... I mean... Oh, f**k it," he whispered, pulling her lips down to his in a crushing kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and she groaned, rolling her hips down and back. She felt the ridge of his erection against her core and moaned, grinding herself against him. He responded with enthusiasm, moving his hands from her face to her hips, pulling her against him. He groaned, running his hands up her sides and pulling her cami off. He sat up slightly, catching one of her n*****s in his mouth and sucking gently. She gasped, burying her fingers into his thick black hair. "f**k," Kent gasped, abruptly falling back into the pillows and stilling her hips with his hand. "Max won't stop trying to mindlink. He usually isn't like this." Riley nodded, trying to slow her heart rate as she watched his eyes glaze over. She looked down at his chest under her fingers, wondering at what point she had pushed his shirt up. Finally his eyes came back into focus, staring at her sitting astride him. She watched his eyes dance down her body, to wear she still sat flush on him. "Lana had the baby," he said finally. "Penny and Max are waiting for me at the hospital to go see them." "Oh," Riley managed to say, trying to swallow her disappointment. She went to slide off him and he grabbed her sides, stilling her. "This kid has the worst possible timing," he growled, running his hands over her stomach, causing her to shiver. Finally he released her and she slid onto the bed, looking around for her shirt. Kent sat up, adjusting his clothes. He reached down and scooped her cami off the floor, passing it over to her. Once she had it back on, he turned to look at her. "Do you want to come with me?" he asked. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Do you want me to?" "Yes," he said quickly. "Of course." "Will Patrick and Lana mind if I intrude on their time?" He shook his head. "Not at all." When she hesitated, he reached out and grabbed her hand. "Please come. I want you there." She smiled slightly, squeezing his fingers. "Of course I'll come." Comments/ Get Bonus (Ad) > Vote 569 212