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With a deep inhale that I let out slowly, I pushed down my emotions and stepped from the car. “Hey.”
Chapter 20
Slate
“Hey, that’s what you’re going with?” It would’ve been fucking hilarious if I hadn’t watched her as she sat behind the steering wheel for five full minutes without moving. I knew something was wrong with the way she’d pulled in and hit the brakes a little too hard, but after another five minutes passed, I couldn’t wait another fucking minute.
I knew letting her go out alone was a bad idea but after everything she’d gone through, I couldn’t exactly keep her a prisoner in my house, not even if it meant keeping her safe. I watched from the living room, unsure if she would ever get out of the car unless I went out to get her.
So that’s what I did.
And she nearly jumped out of her fucking skin before she stepped out and tried to act like nothing was wrong.
“Um, yeah?” Her gaze darted all around the driveway. She looked everywhere but at me.
“Emma.” My voice was firm but not threatening, a tone I was perfecting with my skittish kitten.
She shook her head and that confirmed something was wrong, but it was the way she pulled her lips in between her teeth as if she was trying not to cry.
“Emma,” I said again in a softer tone as I gathered her in my arms, took the keys from her to lock the door and guidedher inside. “Talk to me, Em. What’s going on?” I didn’t deal with women on this level, emotional and caring. Hell I was just getting used to having so many women around the clubhouse who weren’t club whores, and they all came with varying emotions. That shit was exhausting, but right now I wasn’t tired. I was anxious and curious.
She trembled against my side and let me lead her into the house. I took her straight to the kitchen, poured a double shot of tequila and put it in her hands.
“Drink it.”
She nodded again and put the glass to her lips, taking a small sip at first before she knocked the whole damn thing back, shivering as the cold liquid slid down her throat. “Fuck.”
“Another?”
“Not yet, thanks.” Slowly her gaze crawled up my body until it connected with mine. “Someone was following me. This time I’m sure of it but I couldn’t see anything because they had their high beams on, but the driver matched me every lane change I made.” Her words were shaky, and tears threatened again.
“Shit, Emma.” I wrapped my arms around her again and let the tears fall. They weren’t plentiful and she seemed more angry than scared, which was kind of a fucking relief. “Did you get a car color? Make? Model?”
She shook her head against my chest. “No. I didn’t notice the car at all until the lights switched on, but I think it must’ve been Mark. He showed up at Sara’s office asking about me. It has to be him, right?”
“Seems like it.” And worse, I had a feeling the asshole wouldn’t stop unless I made him stop. “Don’t worry, Emma. I’m not going to let him get close enough to hurt you.”
“You can’t promise that.” She pulled away just enough to look in my eyes. “I appreciate that you want to protect me, but I still have to live my life.”
“No one is going to stop you.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “But you’re going to have a six-foot-four shadow while you live your life.”
That made her smile. “That’s a big shadow.”
“And I have a big gun too.” I wiggled my brows, happy to see the fear was slowly fading. “He’s an asshole and a bully and I refuse to let him win.”
“So this is about ego?”
“Not at all. It’s about a strong disdain for bullies. And assholes.” I kissed her forehead again. Her nose.
She tilted her head back almost as if she was asking me to take her mouth.
So I did.
I cupped the back of her head and tilted it perfectly before my mouth crashed down on hers. She was soft and pliant, her hands pressed against my chest almost like she wanted to push me away but couldn’t bring herself to do it. Our tongues slicked together, and she moaned from somewhere deep in her throat and I felt that shit all over.
Her hands curled into fists, grabbing my shirt and pulling me closer. Her tongue was hungry and eager as she moaned again and flicked her tongue against mine. It was a headysensation, the way she kissed me back with all of herself. Emma moaned again and pulled back just a little to nibble my bottom lip.
My cock surged to life and pressed against my zipper. I gripped her arms and pulled back until just a breath separated our lips. “Upstairs. Now.”
