On the Edge (The Grange Complex Book 1)

Sasha

I wasn’t feeling well on the plane, my head was spinning and I started getting cold sweats halfway through our journey. It was a short flight and I was already missing Barcelona. I loved the sun, the parties and wild fun and no moody Dexter that could make me crazy. We hadn’t been on many holidays because of his demanding work schedule. He knew how to spoil me, but he didn’t have to work that hard. We both earned enough to enjoy ourselves.

He woke me up with breakfast in bed very early this morning. Last night I had drunk at least four glasses of sangria and then I danced, until Dexter insisted on going back to the room. My head was banging, and on top of that, I had a dodgy tummy. I didn’t say anything to Dexter; he was already in one of his moods. The holiday was over. Now it was the time to get back to reality.

Once we landed, it took ages to get us through passport control. There was a long queue ahead. Dexter was already scrolling through his phone, checking his emails. It was late October and the weather in Edinburgh was terrible. The rain was pouring from the sky. All I wanted was to get back home and sink into our comfortable bed. After standing in line for about half an hour, Dexter’s phone started ringing.

“It’s Rob. I need to take this,” he said. I just waved my hand. I wasn’t feeling well. I didn’t want to be sick in front of him and all these people in the queue. We had way too much fun in Barcelona, or maybe it was the food that I ate on the plane.

“Tyndall,” he answered, a bit more aggressively than usual. It turned out that Robert needed Dexter’s help with one of the projects that they had been working on for the last several months. I was used to this by now. His business took up a lot of his time. It took another half an hour to get outside.

“I shouldn’t have told him that I was back today. There is a problem with one of the clients and he wants me in,” he explained, pushing the trolley with the luggage.

“Just go. I’ll take the next taxi and make us dinner for later. We still have a whole weekend together.”

“Leave the suitcases at the concierge. I’ll pick them up when I come back,” he ordered. “I want you to be in bed, naked and ready for me when I step through the door.”

He kissed me, pressing his mouth over mine greedily, caressing my tongue with his. The kiss curled my toes and sped up my heartbeat. 

“Don’t be too late; otherwise I might be asleep already,” I teased him.

“Whatever. You can’t get enough of my cock, Sasha.”

He picked up his bag and strolled back towards the door. Ten minutes later I was in the taxi, driving back to the Grange. The nausea came back as we were arriving at the complex, and I felt a little dizzy. My parents were visiting us next week and I was looking forward to catching up with them. Since Dex gave me the apartment next door, I used it as crash pad for my family and new friends that I had made in the hospital.

Duncan from concierge helped me with the smaller carry-on luggage, and by the time I walked through the door I felt exhausted. My stomach revolted. I ran to the bathroom and threw up the food I’d eaten on the plane. I blamed the alcohol last night and the hectic holiday. We should have gone to Maldives and lay on the beach for two weeks. That way I would have felt more rested.

I ran the tap and washed my face, wondering what the hell was wrong with me. My tan looked awesome, but I felt like crap. This sickness should pass by tomorrow, and once I had a good night of sleep I would probably feel like myself again.

I started looking in the cupboards, searching for something for my stomach, when I spotted my tampon box that I bought a couple of weeks ago. In my head I started calculating weeks. All of a sudden, my heart stopped because I realised that I’d missed my period last month.

shocked like someone had poured freezing cold water

be … No, we didn’t …”

a hormonal shot since then, but when I checked my diary a few moments later, I realised that I missed it last month. Mum had been in the hospital and she had to have surgery on her knee, so I spent quite a lot of time in Glasgow. I

me. I put some clothes on and drove to the nearest chemist with my heart in my throat. This wasn’t the end of the world; I was still convinced that it could still be food poisoning. Maybe

judging from yesterday’s conversation about marriage, he wasn’t up for such a dramatic change in our lives. I was dreading knowing, and I was already imagining how Dexter

me to escape sometimes. I couldn’t catch my breath when I waited for the results. My whole body shook when the test came out positive. I did two

wanted a dog, let alone kids. We loved each other, but a baby

staring at the test and wondering

the right time, until we settled back into our daily routine. We just came back from Spain. Maybe I should sleep on it for the next couple of days. I had no doubt

Dexter

new project, and by the time I finally managed to get away, it was seven o’clock in the evening. I had a woman waiting

we both lived day by day, never thinking ahead. Sasha hated when I left my clothes around and when I didn’t clean up after myself. She hated the fact that all the girls that I

to me and I used alcohol to get to

down and having kids was appealing, but I didn’t want to give up on Sasha’s pussy just yet. We had plenty of time to make babies. Our whole

feel better. Thank God that I managed to get Sunday off. Robert ran all the projects when I wasn’t there, but he wanted

future, that Sasha was suffocating me, that I couldn’t be committed to her for the rest of my life. Thoughts like that scared me. Bishop kept saying that I needed to stick to my meds, that I was looking for faults in my happy relationship to punish myself

time in my life it was clearer

walked into our bedroom, the shower was on. I stripped as quickly as I could, stretched my arms above my head and slid

stepped inside, bringing her ass closer to my stiff cock.

you been back?” she asked. Warm water began travelling

I smirked and brought her closer, staring at her green eyes. There was some wariness and sadness there that was quickly

the bedroom?” she asked, biting her lip

Sash? I would really like to fuck you in the shower for a

spreading her legs apart and allowing me to massage her superb breasts

I ask

her tight pussy, discovering that she was already soaking for me, which only turned me on more. I wanted to cut the

head