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He grunts and curls into a ball as I head back to my car. Getting in, I stow the gun in my glove box, start the engine, and steer around Trent and his Range Rover, then get back on the driveway and cruise to Evangeline’s apartment.
She steps out in a thick coat and gloves and hurries to my car. “Hi,” she says brightly.
Stowing her backpack, she settles in and fastens her seatbelt. I lean over and kiss her. Lightly at first, then more, needing her lips. Trent’s threat didn’t heat my blood even one degree. But her kiss? I’m on fire in a matter of seconds. I cup her cheek and angle her head to get more of her, needing the warmth she shares so easily. She whimpers and clutches my jacket. I tongue her, my hands roving beneath her coat and cupping her tits. She’s irresistible. Does she know that?
I squeeze the soft mounds and run my thumb over her hard nipples. Her little moan has my cock aching, and I have to pull back before shit gets real. After all, she’s serious about school. And even though I’m not, what’s important to her is important to me.
Pulling away, I let out a deep breath and run my thumb along her bottom lip. “You are too much, babydoll.”
“Me?” She laughs breathily. “You are.”
I smile and tuck her hair behind her ear. “And you need a hat.”
“I’m fine.”
I lean back and feel around in the backseat. Grabbing one of my knit caps, I slide it onto her white-blond hair until it’s snug.
“Perfect.” I kiss the tip of her nose.
“Thanks.” Her pink cheeks are fucking cherubic, and I have to force myself to focus on getting her to school. Then she cocks her head to the side a little, “Hey, did you hear something a few minutes ago?”
I put the car in drive and head back down the lane. “Yeah. I had a little trouble with Trent.”
Her eyes widen. “Was that a … a gunshot?”
I take her hand. Lying to her isn’t an option. “Yes, but no one got hurt.”
“Oh my God! What happened?”
“He jumped me, and like a coward, brought a gun to a fist fight. I took it away. We’re all good.”
“That’s not all good!” She shakes her head.
“Calm down, babydoll. No one got hurt. Well, not too bad, anyway.” I smirk. “Trent’s learned that it’s not cool to play with guns.”
“He tried to shoot you.” She rubs a hand down her face. “Oh my God.”
“It’s not the first time.”
She gasps. “Not the first time he tried to shoot you?”
“No. Not the first time I’ve been shot at.” I don’t see the point in hiding the truth from her. “My family is involved in some shit. Sometimes, I have to help out and protect what’s ours. But I don’t--Fuck.”
“What?” She looks out the windshield and sees the red and blue lights when I do. “Oh, no.”
Trent stands next to a deputy sheriff and points at me while running his mouth. I don’t recognize the cop. He must be new, because his hand creeps to his sidearm as Trent continues to talk.
Turning to Evangeline, I lean over and kiss her. “Take my car. Go to school.”
“What?”
“You can drive it. Just be careful.”
“I don’t have a license.” Panic makes her voice rise an octave.
“That’s okay. The sheriff is going to be busy with me. You go on.”
I open my door and jump out, then go around to hers and escort her to the driver’s seat. “Go.” I kiss her one more time and wait for her to drive around Trent’s and the sheriff’s cars. She does, slowly, and then I walk toward the deputy.
