“Shit, yeah. Don’t even think twice about it. You go. I’ll take care of it. Just need you to text me when you get there so I know you’re safe. And send me the address.”
“Thank you. I’ll let you know as soon as I’m at her place.”
I lean up to give him a kiss on the cheek, but he turns my head, catching my lips with his, and then he kisses the hell out of me. Making my toes tingle and causing a warmth to buzz throughout my body. I’ve never been kissed like this. It’s scorching hot, yet so loving at the same time. It’s so intense it’s almost unnerving, and by the time he releases me, my eyes are filled with tears.
“God, I need to stop or else I won’t let you go. You be safe, babe, and don’t forget to text me the moment you get there.”
I nod, unable to curve my lips to form words. They’re tingling and warm, and in shock by how deeply I’ve fallen in love with this man. Before I say the words that are hanging on the tip of my tongue, I turn and leave. I’m not going to say it first. I want to know that he feels the same before I admit the scariest truth I’ve ever known.
12
Link
Ipull up to the apartment, parking under the dark shadows of a tree, where no one can see me lurking in my car. I have my eyes clocked right on the apartment she’s in. The lights are still on inside so the girls must still be up. And so I sit and wait. Watching the windows like a stalker. I couldn’t be away from her. A text wasn’t enough. My madness was consuming me. Now, I can ensure she’s safe.
When the lights click off, I start counting to one hundred before I intend to go and make sure the door is locked. But my phone buzzes with a text, interrupting me as I get to sixty-two. It’s from her.
Trouble:Just wanted to say goodnight.
Me:Is Izzy okay?
That poor girl has been through enough shit in her life. She didn’t need some douchebag of a doctor taking advantage of her.
Trouble:She’s better now. The anger is helping. But I’m worried about what will happen when it wears off. I really hate him for doing this to her. She’s the last person who deserves this.
No one deserves this. I hate liars and cheats. Anyone who can’t face their truth is a coward in my book.
Me:Just say the word, baby, and I’ll make him pay for what he’s done.
Trouble:I’ll keep that in mind, Mr. Dangerous, but I think for now, she’s had all that she can take for today. But remind me never to get on your bad side ;)
Me:I think that sexy ass of yours knows exactly what it feels like to be on my bad side.
Trouble:You keep talking like that and I’ll make sure I wear the shortest skirt the next time I’m working.
Fuck, I need her.
Me:Need you to come outside. Now.
Trouble:What? Are you here?
Me:Look out your window. Black pickup truck under the tree.
I see the curtain shift and then the light of her phone shines through. When the curtain falls, I start to count. Eight seconds and the door opens, and out she walks. Looking so fucking good in those flannel pants and her big baggy sweatshirt. All natural, her face pure, and her hair in a high ponytail. She doesn’t need to be all done up to be the sexiest woman in the room. Though, her in a leather skirt cocking her stubborn hip at me, can turn my blood hot too.
She starts to cross the parking lot and I’m jumping out of the truck, taking brisk steps to get to my girl. I stop in front of her and scoop her up into a kiss, starving for a taste like it’s been days since I’ve seen her. She so sweet. She tastes like chocolate chip cookies and the essence that is my girl. Her tongue tangles with mine and she starts making those little sounds that I can’tget enough of. I lift her up, hiking her legs around my waist, and carry her to my truck, climbing right into the back seat.
“What are you doing here?” she asks as I push her back on the bench.
“I needed to know you were safe.” And I can’t handle her being so far away.
“You could’ve called.” She smirks against my mouth, and I chase that open smile with my tongue, diving in for more. Another lick. Another taste. Breathing her into my lungs until they’ve completely expanded with my need.
“I missed seeing your stubborn ass tonight. Is that what you want to hear?”
I missed her little snide comments and the roll of her eyes. I missed her smile, and the way she puts the men in their place when they’re giving her their cheesy pickup lines, all in good fun of course because they know I’d kill them if they tried to actually pursue my girl. And I missed those sexy little moans she makes when I’m getting her off. Her taste. Her body. I’m obsessed with it all.
“Need these off,” I bark, shifting back and gripping the waistband of her pants. “The sweatshirt too.”
