Steele 05 - Irresistible Forces
Cheyenne was pregnant, and by that time Taylor would know if she was pregnant, as well.
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A week later Dominic still found that he was in that same melancholy mood. He walked through his home thinking how he had turned down several dinner invitations from friends. A woman who was someone he would often sleep with when he got the urge had called—several times—blatantly inviting him to spend the night with her and he had turned her down, as well. He knew Ivy was pretty pissed at the thought that he had ignored her not once but twice, but he hadn’t cared enough to even send her flowers to smooth things over.
The only woman he could think about, the only woman he wanted was Taylor. He was convinced that during the week they had spent together, he had gotten bewitched by her beauty or her ability to please him in bed. He was totally taken by the entire package, which included those things and a lot more. Without even trying, she had left a mark on him that no other woman could wipe away.
And he didn’t like the thought of that one damn bit.
He was a single man, and one with a strong sexual appetite. So why was he denying himself the company of beautiful women, women who would want more from him than just a baby? But he knew the answer to that one.
There was no woman who had the ability to literally charge the air between them the moment she walked into a room other than Taylor Steele. No other woman who could bring him almost to his knees with just one kiss—a kiss he had taught her how to perfect. And then there were the times he would be inside her…
Just thinking about it made his entire body ache for something he couldn’t have but desperately wanted. When he reached the kitchen he pulled open the refrigerator and decided he needed a cold glass of water. He’d been dreaming again about Taylor, about them making love. The dream had seemed so real he had awakened in a heated sweat.
“Hey, are you okay?”
Dominic glanced over his shoulder at Ryder. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why aren’t you in bed?”
“I just got in from the gym.”
Dominic glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. “This late?”
“Yes. This late.”
He watched the huge hulk of a man slide into a chair at the kitchen table. Not for the first time he wondered about Ryder, the man who had been his bodyguard, his confidant and friend for close to twenty years now. Ryder never mentioned a family, although Dominic knew there was some special woman back in France and he left to return there every chance he got. At least Dominic figured it was a woman since whenever Ryder came back he had a better disposition. More than once over the years he’d tried inquiring about Ryder’s other life and if it included a family, but the man had effectively and intentionally changed the subject, letting Dominic know any discussion about him was off-limits.
“So, how did you enjoy your week on Latois?”
Dominic glanced over at Ryder. He hadn’t told anyone where he would be that week other than Matt and he was certain Matt hadn’t mentioned anything to anyone. His secretary had been informed that if an emergency came up to contact Matt. So where had Ryder gotten his information?
“Don’t bother figuring things out, Nick. I know where you are 24-7. It’s my business to protect you. It’s what your grandfather sent me here to do.”
Dominic closed the refrigerator and leaned back against it. He felt irritated that his grandfather intended to be a part of his life even when he didn’t want him to. “It’s been close to twenty years now, Ryder?” he asked angrily. “You can’t be my bodyguard forever. Besides, I don’t need one anymore.” Even though he said the words he knew over the years Ryder had become more than just his bodyguard.
“You are who you are. You will always need someone to watch your back.”
“My grandfather’s orders?” Dominic asked angrily.
“When are you going to stop hating him?”
Dominic sighed. He and Ryder had had this conversation several times. For some reason Ryder was very loyal to Franco Saxon.
“I don’t hate him actually,” Dominic said calmly. “I just don’t want him to be a part of my life just like he chose not to be a part of my father’s life when he married my mother.”
“He made a mistake Nick. Your father has forgiven him. So has your mother.”
“I’m glad to hear it. Now I’m going back to bed.” Dominic turned to leave but Ryder’s next question stopped
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