Free Bounty's End (Bounty for Hire) by AJ Wiliams

complete and utter loss. He knew she would be magnificent; but holy hell, that was phenomenal. Best of the best. Rolling off her body, he knew he needed to dispose of the condom, but in reality, all he wanted was to pull her back in his arms and hold her.
    “You going to take care of that?” Wen asked.
    But jeez, he didn’t have the breath to answer her. He had never worked so damn hard, nor had the pleasure to cum so hard.
    “Yep,” was his response. Quickly discarding the condom, he turned to wrap Wen up in his arms. “So?” he said. He felt like a teenager and dammit all to hell, he was an adult.
    “I have to say, Thomas, you sure know how to make a girl lose her mind.”
    He laughed at that. So much for him holding back. The moment she curled her body against his, he knew there was no going back.
    “Let’s get some sleep, huh?”
    “Yeah; night, Thomas.”
    “Night, Wen.”
    With that, Thomas knew they both would sleep soundlessly ’till morning. Come morning, he would worry about his sister and what Alek had planned.

 
     
    Chapter 11
     
     
    Wen watched in the rear-view mirror as Thomas drove behind her car as she drove to Simply Antiques to get to work. The police had cleared the shop and her parents thought to close for a few days but Wen was against it. Between everything that was happening she just needed something, and being around the things she loved and the work she enjoyed, she told them she would run the shop while they headed up north a few hours an estate sale they heard about when she talked to them yesterday.
    Thomas was against it, but soon realized that there was nothing he could say or do besides tie her up, and the hell if he would do that to her.
    So he relented, but rumbled about it the whole time she was getting ready for work. A few kisses helped to ease the grumbling, but didn’t stop him from doing it.
    Yet, here she was kissing him goodbye at the shop before he walked out of the door. His ringing phone broke them apart. She knew it was Alek, telling him that he needed Thomas.
    After hanging up, Thomas proceeded to inform her of all the ways to that she needed to be careful.
    The big dope.
    Wen watched him leave, exhaling deeply as she watched as the front door shut. She wasn’t sure if she should freak out or jump up and down like a teenage girl and squeal in delight.
    Either way, it was official. His words and tone solidified that they were together. One night together was not enough for Wen, and she was sure that it was not enough for Thomas either. Would it ever be enough? Was it possible to know after just one touch that you found the person? She didn’t know, and honestly didn’t care.
    As the morning wore on, she felt a sense of blah taking over. Maybe Thomas and her parents were right and she didn’t need to be at work today. It was only an hour since Thomas had left. She sent him a text letting him know that she was going to go home, seeing as she was in no mood for the store, and she really needed to deal with her house.
    His response was to ‘wait ’till he was done with Alek and then he would be over’. Of course, Wen was not having that. She knew that Thomas needed to be there for whatever was happening with Keylee. He needed to have his full attention on what was there, not her and her problems at the moment.
    Once she got home, she texted Thomas to inform him that she was home and would be working in the basement. She also told him to call her, or use her spare house key that she’d left at his house earlier, and come over when he was done with his business with Alek and Keylee.
    The windows and door and been replaced, and her living room was bare, but that was okay. At this time, Wen was not sure if she wanted to continue to rent the house or move. Moving meant moving away from Thomas and staying meant staying in a house where she felt a loss of security.
    Deciding she needed to get her hands dirty, she stepped into her room to slip into her old yoga pants