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6
Nadia
The oversized beast stood outside my bathroom door twisting a man’s neck before my eyes. He tossed him aside like yesterday’s trash.
He ordered me around like I was his responsibility. The shock of finding out men came to my home to kill me set my nerves on edge. Tremors pulsated through my entire body.
Standing before the brooding man in my closet wrapped in only a towel, my heart raced. My hands and legs were jello while I climbed into my clothes. Minutes later, we stepped past the unconscious man on my back patio.
The moment he reassured me I was safe with him, my heart beat slowed until we stepped into his closet and he opened the armory. The stone-cold killer would protect me? My eyes landed on his Navy commander uniform putting me at ease again. He fought for our country, but if didn’t explain why he lived in our neighborhood.
Sitting across from him in his hemi truck, my nipples pebbled under my T-shirt. Shit, staring at his bulging tatted bicep sent shock waves to my pussy. I should have invited myself over to his house long ago. What could have gone wrong? Sex between neighbors wouldn’t have been bad. Creep over after work fuck him then stroll over to my house. The drought was catching up. And the second his big strong hand covered mine, I wanted to slide his fingers inside my jeans. Fuck, now I’d be alone in a cabin with him until we sorted out my problems. My dirty thoughts continued as I brought him up to speed on how I got into my mess.
An hour and a half later, Aiden turned into a twenty-four-hour big box store parking lot.
He scoured our surroundings then reached into his duffel bag on the back seat retrieving two hats. “Here, slip on the baseball cap.”
I lowered the cap onto my head. He did the same. “Come on we need to buy food.”
The lights in the store shined brighter than usual. Maybe because we were on the run. My heart thudded my chest as I kept his pace through the massive store. He slowed at the meat case. “Make a few selections.”
I swallowed hard as I picked up a package of chicken breast. Fuck, I can’t cook, I quickly remembered.
I met his gaze. “Cooking isn’t my specialty. But I know what I like to eat.”
His eyebrows rustled together. “Explains the abundance of food deliveries. I thought maybe you were too tired to cook.”
My mouth dropped open. “You noticed the delivery services?”
“Observing my surroundings is what I do.”
I shook my head. “Right.”
“Grab whatever you want. I’ll cook.”
I halted and peeked at him again. “I know you grill, but you can cook too?”
“Yeah, I have to survive. Eating takeout all the time isn’t healthy.”
Great a health nut. “Microwavable dinners worked fine for me.” There was no way I’d tell him my mother prepared meals I could freeze.
He shook his head. “If you say so.” We turned down the spice aisle. He selected what he needed. The navy T-shirt clenched his biceps. His pecs flexed under his shirt with each movement. If he could re-frame from making physical contact, I’d be fine.
“Are you all right?” His eyes narrowed.
Shit, he caught me staring at his impeccable hard muscled body.
“Yeah, I am fine.” I chuckled. I think the better question was how would I keep my hands off of him.
His green eyes glinted and his lips curled upward. “Let’s move.”
A flush of heat washed over me. Yeah, he knew I was staring. Fucking embarrassing. But to my defense, men can’t walk around with muscles rippling all over their bodies and expect women not to look. It was impossible not to.
Aiden dimmed the lights coasting through the woods toward a log cabin with a porch that stretched across the front.
How I’d love to drink in his brooding stature in that Navy uniform. I shook my head in the shadows. Get your mind out of the gutter, Nadia.
Gripping his shirt, I followed him as he checked every inch of the cabin. “The cabin is secure,” he stated upon returning to the living room.
