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“Then what?”
Fucking hell. She was killing me.
“I’m not trackin’, baby.”
“What if I like it, then we see where this goes, and you find out you don’t like it and leave. Then what?”
I wasn’t going to kick Charlie in the balls. I was going to shoot him.
Nebraska would handle the fucker Maddon, and her mother was up for grabs. I wasn’t fond of taking out women—neither were any of the men I worked with. Layla had no such qualms and Jasmin would be thrilled at the opportunity to get out of the office and take care of business. Not even a month ago I heard her bitching that the only action Penelope got these days was at the firing range. Yes, Jas named her sidearm Penelope. I thought it was goofy as fuck until I joined her at the range and saw firsthand how close Jas and Penelope were. She’d be thrilled to give Penelope some field time.
“The only honest answer I can give you is, I can’t predict the future any more than you can. What I can promise is, you’re safe with me. However this works I’ll go gentle, you got my word on that. Here’s more honesty for you. I don’t care that you’re beautiful, I don’t care that smart mouth of yours turns me on, I don’t care that from the moment I saw you I wanted you right where you are—naked under me. If I didn’t know this was something I wanted to explore in a real, lasting way, what just happened never would’ve happened. I didn’t fuck you to get off, baby. I’ve admitted I can be a dick, but I’m not a morally bankrupt asshole who would take advantage of a woman. Not any woman, but especially not you. And I think I’ve proved that, but it bears repeating—I won’t ever use you. Not your body, not your heart, not in any way. All I’m asking for is one day. Let’s see how that goes, if you like what you’re getting we’ll take another day. One day at a time, Nebraska.”
She still didn’t look convinced.
And with the damage the assholes in her life inflicted mixed with the life she led, I knew it would take more than naked-after-sex talk to convince her to take a chance on me.
So I had no choice but to leave it there and do what I could to show her I wasn’t anything like the vultures who raised her. But that would take time and a fuckton of patience and dodging bullets.
Luckily for me, I had the best body armor money could buy—Zane Lewis didn’t skimp on ballistic plates. I just hoped they deflected the verbal blows I knew I was going to take.
Out of options, I did the only thing I could do—I dropped down, gave her more weight, and took her mouth. By the time my tongue touched her lips she’d relaxed under me. At the first glide of our tongues she was fully committed. Under her whimpering protests, I kept the kiss slow and sweet.
There was plenty of time to give her what she wanted.
But only after I fed my girl.
I broke the kiss, smiled when she lifted her head off the mattress to chase my mouth, and rolled off her.
“Be back.”
I grabbed my pants off the floor, tugged them on, tagged my shirt, and was at the door pulling it over my head when I turned back.
Nebraska had yanked the corner of the coverlet over her naked body.
Shame.
I left the room. The house being as small as it was meant I didn’t miss Smith sitting at the two-seater bistro table off the kitchen, nor did I miss his smirk.
He’d heard.
Not a surprise. As I mentioned, the house was small, the walls were also thin. I’d heard both showers go on when Smith and Nebraska got in them and I was making dinner. I’d also heard Nebraska drop something in the shower and her muttered “Ouch.” I didn’t think she shouted, so yeah, the walls were very thin. Something I would’ve taken into consideration had Nebraska not kissed me. But as soon as I’d felt her lips on mine all rational thoughts had fled.
“Not a word,” I warned.
For once, Smith kept his comments to himself. Though he didn’t need to open his mouth. His smile said it all.
“Got anything new?” I asked as I passed him on my way to the kitchen.
“Layla called,” he informed me. “She said Zane downplayed the scene at the office. He had fourteen pissed off tier one operators get in his face. Of the men, Garrett was the most pissed. Jasmin was calm, but Layla figures that was only because she has access to certain parts of Lincoln and she reckons she’ll have his balls in private. She said it was bad. The only ones not giving Zane shit were Theo, Jonas, and Cash.”
I figured that’d be the case. We hadn’t been around as long as the rest.
“She confirmed what we already knew. It’s good now but it didn’t take an hour, it was more like three. During which time she was worried the cops were going to be called until she remembered the conference room is soundproof.”
“No shit.”
“No shit. She said she contemplated running to the armory and grabbing a pair of ear plugs they were so loud. Once they got in their licks and blew themselves out, Zane explained why he never told anyone about Black Team.”
