Unexpected Destiny (Assassins and Sweethearts Book 3) Read Free

his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her.
    “Oh, I’m so sorry, Lizzy.” The woman held the door open. “You’re right. He is cute. Bring him with you. Emily won’t mind.”
    “She’ll be right out,” he said. Once the friend left the bathroom, he brushed her hair behind her shoulders and stroked her back.
    “I feel like I’m cursed.”
    “You and me both, sweetheart.” He didn’t let her go.
    “Well.” She looked up at him from under her long, dark lashes. “It’s not what I had in mind but would you help me with my friends?” The soft tone of her voice had him imagining how she’d purr if he made her come. “I think I might be the only one sober and they can be a bit much to wrangle into a cab. They live north in Edgewater and then we could do something, maybe go back to my place.” She worried her poor bottom lip once more.
    “I’d like that.” He squeezed her ass. “Sure. I’ll help, Lizzy.” He tugged on her hair. Then he’d help himself to more of her.
    “Cute.” She shook her head.
    “I don’t think I’ve ever been called cute.”
    “No, but I can imagine a few things you’ve probably been called.” She looked him up and down. “Oh and you can call me Elizabeth or Liz. Lizzy if you must but not Beth or Bethy.”
    “Not Bethy.” A smile pushed its way in. “Got it. I’m good with Aidan.” A need to know more of her preferences and show her several of his own stirred his thoughts.
    It took both of them and a little too much persistence to get her two friends into the cab. After giving the cabbie a large tip, Liz ended up sitting on his lap. His night was finally looking up in more ways than one. Her hot sweet ass rocked against his cock most of the way as they sped north on Lake Shore Drive.
    “Aidan, I’d like you to meet my two best friends, Sherri and Emily.”
    “It’s nice to meet you both. You must be getting married.” Aidan said to Emily, the drunker of the two friends.
    “I am! How did you know?” Emily looked back and forth between all of them. “Is he some kind of wizard?”
    “Emily, sweetheart.” Sherri tugged on Emily’s veil.
    “Oh, right. I totally forgot.” Emily pulled it from her head. “What else did I forget?”
    “You’ll remember it all in the morning.” Liz giggled.
    “Oh no.” All three laughed. They clearly got along well. His own friends might not share in the same kind of jokes but the support felt just as obvious.
    “I used to live up here,” Aidan observed as they flew past Irving Park. Memories of his early days in Chicago brought his grandmother back to him. “Do you know a few blocks inland are large homes with yards?” He pointed to the left as they past Buena Park.
    “Of course she does,” said the less drunk friend. “Lizzy used to live over there.”
    “Yeah, this is where she met that husband of hers,” said Emily. “Too bad she didn’t meet you instead. I wonder how different things would have turned out.”
    “We’re not talking about Reese, remember?” Liz’s cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson.
    Shit. He didn’t remember seeing a ring. Beautiful woman or not, he didn’t miss details. He glanced at her hand. No ring.
    If Reese had been the one who’d given her those bruises, he’d make damn sure he never laid another hand on her no matter what their marital status looked like.
    “He did leave you a great apartment and because of him you bought the villa in Tuscany. Lizzy’s letting us use it for our honeymoon. That husband wasn’t completely worthless.” She tapped her on the shoulder. “He left you a couple of great properties.”
    “True, although they’re both sucking dry what’s left of his bank accounts.”
    “Just don’t sell the place in Italy until we get back.” Emily’s eyes got very wide.
    “Don’t worry. The realtor knows to wait until she hears from me.”
    “What’s your name, cutie pie?” said Sherri. “We should Google him and make sure he’s not an