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I pull my truck up alongside the cabin and park, grabbing the cooler with the food to take inside first, and head towards the door. The door clicks open as I turn the key in the knob, surprising me since Nick said the deadbolt should be locked.
I shrug, figuring he just forgot to lock it when he left last time, and push it open further to get the cooler inside to put away the cold stuff. I’m almost to the kitchen when a door along the short hall opens, and my feet stop the second I spot long, bare legs step out of the room.
They’re attached to the sexiest little blonde as she comes out from what I know has to be the bathroom. Her skin is wet, glistening with droplets of water, the end of her hair damp, sticking to her neck, while every inch of her body is entirely bare.
“Fucking hell,” falls from my mouth as her head whips up, dazzling me with the sweetest green gaze as her eyes meet mine. Color attacks her cheeks as she lets out a little yelp, diving back into the bathroom, while my cock solidifies inside my pants, turning as hard as the wood I work with in a heartbeat.
I am so fucking screwed.
It’d be bad enough if I just met the woman of my dreams and she was Nick’s girl, but this… could be so much worse. That sweet little thing in there, is Nick’s little sister, and I’m praying she’s legal. If not, I might as well go hang myself now, because I don’t know if I’ll be able to wait until she is to claim her.
Because make no mistake, little Natalie is mine.
I take the cooler to the kitchen, setting it on the small table there, finding other bits of food on it already. Mostly instant type items, ramen, cups of noodles, mac ’n cheese, rice…nothing that would satisfy a person for long. Not even on an overnight trip to the cabin. An unexpected one for certain because if Nick knew she was coming, he’d have told me, warned her I was headed up here for the week.
Sure as hell he wouldn’t want any man near his sexy ass little sister.
My ears keep waiting for the bathroom door to open again, but it doesn’t, and I take a deep breath, getting my shit together before moving over to it with a knock. “Natalie…”
“Uhhgk,” she splutters from just behind it, making me smile a hint at how close she is to it. “How do you know my name?” she adds, surprise filling her tone.
“You’re Nick’s little sister. I’m Jamison, we met in college,” I tell her, waiting for her to respond or open the door. “Last time I saw a picture of you, you had to be about twelve or thirteen in it, but you look pretty much the same other than…well, you’ve grown up,” I finish, cursing myself for bringing up her nakedness. No matter how much I enjoyed seeing her sweet body, probably not the thing she needs to hear right now.
“What are you doing here?” she asks after a moment of silence, and I calm myself down enough to answer her.
“Nick asked me to come build and install the cabinets for the kitchen. I had some down time at work and could easily get away, so I told him I could do it this week.”
“So you’re staying here?” she asks, her voice sounding even closer to the edge of the door now.
“That was the plan. He didn’t say you’d be here,” I add, wanting to know if he has a clue she’s out here with me, because I can pretty much guarantee, the answer’s likely no. Seriously, no sane brother would send a full-grown man to the same place a sweet little thing like Natalie was staying.
I hear a little sigh before the door opens, revealing an almost naked Natalie once more. This time she has a towel wrapped around her, and I’d kill to drop it to the floor and feast on her body. She’d satisfy a hunger I’ve never felt for damn sure.
Her eyes come up to meet mine, a flush in her cheeks that’s adorable and sexy at the same time. “He doesn’t know I’m here. It felt safer not to tell him,” she adds and that single world, sends my body rigid.
“Safer? Safer from what?” I question, my hands balling into fists to keep from reaching for her.
“My ex finding out where I am if he overhears Nick talking to any of his friends at the bar,” Natalie answers me, and my brow lifts needing more—needing it all. “We broke up three months ago, but he won’t leave me alone. I barely made it through finals the week before last, because he just wouldn’t stop bothering me. Everywhere I go, he shows up. I stop by Nick’s and he’s down the street. I go to the grocery store and he’s at the end of aisle. Everyone at Presley’s had to be out of the dorms by Saturday night. So Friday morning, around three a.m., I loaded the rest of my stuff in my car and came out here instead of going back to Johnsonville to stay with my sister for the summer.”
“Your brother hasn’t set him straight?” I ask, amazed that Nick would let someone upset his sister, while also saying a million thanks that she’s in college.
“My brother’s way of setting him straight would be a fist to the face or gut, and well…”
“What? You don’t want him hurt even though he’s scaring you, so much that you disappear to the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night?” I ask, not wanting her to even think of the man, let alone feel sorry for him for what he’s bringing upon himself.
“No, I’d love to let Nick take him to task,” Natalie says with a sigh, hints of tears forming in her eyes I hate. “I just…his dad’s a cop—some bigshot at their headquarters. When I went in to file a restraining order against him, they laughed in my face, saying I should be lucky that Craig was interested in some white-trash like me.”
“I see,” I state, stopping her when she looks like she’s about to argue. “No, baby girl, I really see,” I promise her, enjoying the way the flush deepens when I call her that, which is good, because from now on, that’s what she is. My girl, my baby, to protect and keep safe, and her brother can fuck off if he’s not happy about it.
“You believe me?” she asks, her eyes wider still and I nod, making her chin quiver a bit. “Why?”
“Because I know what some of the cops in town are like, especially the ones connected to the old family names, which I’m guessing he has,” I state, and she nods. “Lucky for you, I have my own in with the police in town, more specifically, the Chief of Police, who doesn’t like jackasses abusing their powers, and is trying to weed them all out.”
“And you’re willing to call him for me so I get out of your hair?” she asks, her tone saying she doesn’t want to leave, and I’m not about to push her out, not even close to it.
“No, I’m more than willing to share the cabin for as long as it takes me to get the cabinets built and put in,” I tell her, rubbing the cleft in her chin that looks adorable on her, compared to resembling a butt-crack on her brother. “When you’re ready to leave, I’ll make sure you’re safe from that asshole, but I’m in no hurry for you to go.”
“Why’s that?” she asks, her eyes no longer cloudy with tears thank god, and a hint of a smile on her lips.
