I widen my thighs, grabbing her hand so she has to step in between them. Her breath hitches at the sudden proximity and I watch her pulse pick up.
Does she like this?
I pull her hand gently again and she leans over me slightly, her pupils dilating right in front of me.
Oh, shedoeslike this.
“I have a feeling you will enjoy this one.” I caress her cheek with my finger tips, letting my hand gently push her hair out of her face. The motion has her leaning closer to me now. “You’ll have to give me updates and a full review when you are done.” I smirk, knowing exactly what happens. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to watch her take in every word of this forbidden romance she’s about to read.
“You want to know my thoughts onthisbook?” She giggles again and my chest warms at the sound. I want to hear itmore.
“Yes.” I state matter of factly. “Can you do that for me, baby girl?”
“Yes…” she pauses her expression going from doe-eyed to vixen siren before she adds a “sir.”
Fucking hell.
She knows exactly what she’s doing when she fucking says that. She doesn’t realize just how much she is playing with fire. Kam is dominant and can control himself but me…she has no clue how much internal strength I’m using to tame this part of me.
The way she keeps her grin at bay doesn’t go unrecognized. I lean back in my chair as she turns away from me, walking to the small loveseat couch. I drag my hand down my face taking in a deep breath and turn to my laptop again. I have been so consumed with all that’s happening that I have been neglecting my work, and her planting the delicious sound of the word ‘sir’ in my head is only making it harder to concentrate.
I give her another glance and see she’s pulled the throw blanket over her and got all cozy, with her eyes gobbling up each word she’s reading.
I loved seeing her this way…comfortable…happy.
I wanted her to stay this way with me.
25
Marcus
I didn't think it would annoy me this much, but for the last few days I have yet to find Hunter without Elliott right next to him. He said he was trying to get her to open up to him and I didn't know what he meant by that. Was it whatever secrets she was hiding, or to see what hidden desires she might have? Whatever the fuck it was, he was doing a really good job at it.
A little too good if you ask me.
They were snuggling up on the couch yesterday watching some movie she said she has never heard of. It was fucking Jumanji. Who the fuck hasn't seen or heard of Jumanji? Okay maybe she hasn't, being that she was in a cult and shit, but Hunter's favorite movie wasn't going to go unwatched in this house once he heard that she didn't know it even existed.
But watching movies and snuggling wasn’t the only thing they were doing, nope. She helped him cook and they even started reading books together in his study. I didn't get it.
What kind of pheromones did she fucking ooze out of her pores to get men to be at her beck and call?
I didn't see a reason for him to bethisnice to her just to get some intel for our mission. No, It was more than that. He wanted her. He wanted to be around her. I, however, was avoiding her at all costs. Besides meals and our expanding conversations about Everton and what she might know, I didn't want to see her.
So I’ve been staring at my monitors for hours now, trying to get into the Everton system. I need to keep my mind occupied. Whoever was in control of their files and security was actually good at their job, likereallygood. It was pissing me the fuck off. I welcomed the distraction, though.
A yowl sounds from below my desk and I look down to see a set of glowing eyes staring back.
“Hey Garbagè.” I coo to her.
She comes to rub against my leg, eyes on me. Without delay she leaps on to my lap, head butting my chin. Her long fur tickles my nose, her cue for me to pet her and give her her favorite ear scratches. She grew up to be a big cat, way bigger than I thought this little runt would be when I found her during a mission.
I was in an alley waiting for my target. The sound of her small meows caught my attention, but my focus was solely on themission. I took him out like I was assigned to, radioing Hunter and Kam that the job was done. The rest of my team swooped in, taking care of the evidence and body. I gave them their final instructions before heading back to my bike. A long and sad cry hit my ears as I passed a dumpster. I gave out a huff, lifting the lid and seeing nothing in its contents. The tiny meows shrieked louder as I let the lid of the dumpster drop and when I peeked around the dumpster, a black trash bag in the corner shuffled.
I leaped to the bag, tearing it open frantically trying to get to the kitten but also trying my best not to hurt it in the process. My fingers finally brushed fur as I gently grabbed the small little creature and as its whole body came out of the bag, it wailed at me.Shefit in the palm of my hand. Her patches of white, orange, and black fur. I tucked her into my jacket to warm her and walked back to my team, tossing my bike keys to my top man, Lenard. He didn’t question it, just nodded. I radioed Hunter and Kameron to pick me up a few blocks over, unlike Lenard, they had many questions. Ones I didn’t have answers to. They took one look at me untucking my new friend out of my jacket and gave a unified ‘NO’. They did not want me to keep her, but they didn’t have a choice. I was a father now, end of story.
‘Meet our new roommate, Garbagè.’Was all I replied with.
‘Who names a catgarbage?’ Hunter said from the driver's seat.
