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“Not anything,” he murmurs, his head still bent.
I don’t correct him because who am I to argue? Sitting in the middle of the fucking woods, we’re waiting for my girl to run past because although I can’t talk to her, I’ll die before I let anything happen to her.
Kaleb sniffs loudly, wiping his face with his coat sleeve. “Maybe you could explain. If she’s as sweet as you say, she’ll understand.”
I chuckle softly. “Oh yeah, how’s that going to go? Hey Lara, I want you to be my wife and the mother of my kids, but you can’t touch me, and the only way we can fuck is from behind with your hands restrained?”
“Women like kinky shit.” He grins.
“Women like your kinky shit,” I correct.
Is he right?
I’ve fucked plenty of women. They don’t seem to mind the commands and even enjoy it. But there’s a big difference in one night and forever.
That’s what it would be. One taste of her and I would demand forever.
I can’t do that to her. I won’t.
“Guess we’ll both have to live through Daniel, then.” Kaleb shrugs.
For now,a small voice whispers at the back of my mind.
The sound of foliage crunching under fast-moving feet reaches us a moment later.
She’s here at six-thirty as always. Same time, same path, every day no matter what.
I wonder again if her running is an obsession or a compulsion.
Kaleb and I both crouch slowly, blending into our surroundings before she can see us.
Silently, we watch as Lara runs past, her movements strong and steady, like those of a confident runner.
My eyes roam over her, drinking her in as thoroughly as I can. Her long legs take her past us quickly.
She’s barely out of sight before I follow. Keeping my distance, I don’t bother to check if Kaleb follows. I know he is.
Like myself, his footsteps stay silent to Lara’s ears, the sounds of our feet hiding under hers. Together, we match her stride.
Pride fills me at her speed. Not only is she a regular runner but she’s also adept at it. Although at six foot four, I have no issue keeping up.
Thoughts of what us running together could be like tease me. Would she get mad that I slowed down for her or frustrated that I’m faster?
Never going to happen, asshole.
I follow her, watching and protecting, with my brother at my side, his words ringing in my ears.
She’s wrapped up more this morning. The wind is biting and bitter. My tongue twitches with the need to reprimand her that the light jacket isn’t enough. I want to dive into her life and take over every aspect, to protect and love her like only I can.
Images of Lara in my arms, round with my child and a diamond on her finger, make my cock twitch.
Arousal and sadness war within me. The knowledge of what I want and what I can have spars in my mind.
“You can’t have everything you want, Michael. Sometimes in life, you just have to put up with what you have. Now stop crying and go wash your face before your brother comes back. I don’t need him and your daddy fighting again.”
My birth mother might have been a bitch that they should have sterilized in early adulthood, but she was right about one thing . . . we can’t have everything we want.
My mood continues to sour the more we trail Lara.
