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“So you intend to pay that debt by controlling his drugs?” I smirk, and realization crosses her face. “If you then don’t supply him, someone else will.”
“I intend to do nothing. For now. I will bide my time until the opportune moment. He’ll be completely unaware that it’s me supplying him until the moment I cut his legs out from under him. Could he get another supplier? Of course. But that much cocaine takes time to get a hold of. It will come too late, and he will lose his California clients.”
“Don’t go starting a war.” She chastises me like an errant child.
I laugh and grab her waist, pulling her into my lap. She no longer tenses when my hips press the insides of her thighs. Trust: so tentative, like a fledgling bird getting ready to take flight. The breeze has caught young Anna’s wings, and soon she’ll jump, I can feel it. The material of her dress creeps up her legs, but she doesn’t seem to notice.
“Dominges started a war the second he came for you, avecita.”
She grips the front of my jacket with both hands and closes her eyes on a long breath. “Don’t start a fight for me. Please.”
I reach out, trailing my fingertips over the soft skin of her cheek, her jaw, and then the elegant column of her throat. “This isn’t about you.” It’s all about her. “It’s the principle that he broke into my house and took something of mine.”
She lifts one delicate brow at me. “Something of yours?”
Pressing closer to her, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck. “Mine, avecita.” I bring my lips to her ear, and she trembles in my hold. “You are mine.” I press my lips to the spot just below her ear, and a shaky breath leaves her as she tilts her head to the side, granting me more access. Smiling against her skin, I graze my teeth over her throat. The scent of her hits me hard, fogging my mind, distracting me from anything that isn’t her. So innocent, so pure, and yet so very dangerous: my little warrior.
She places a hand on my chest and gently pushes me back. “That’s still no reason—”
I grip her jaw, halting her. “It’s all the reason I fucking need. He’s shown that he’s willing to overstep. Therefore, I will place myself ten steps ahead of anything he might do.” She stares at me for a second and then nods, probably because she knows she won’t win this.
“Okay.” She shifts away from me, putting space between us. “Are you done with…this?” she waves a hand through the air.
“This?”
“The macho stuff.”
I cock a brow. “For now.”
“Thank god.” A wry smile pulls at her lips before she extricates herself from my hold.
When we get home, she heads straight for the stairs, that dress riding a little too high on her thighs and her hips swaying with just a little too much attitude. Little warrior indeed.
I follow her up the stairs; that damn hemline teasing me with every step. My pulse pounds hard, sending heat firing through my body in all the wrong places. I bite my bottom lip on a groan. God, she has no fucking clue how gorgeous she is. I’m so transfixed by her, that I don’t register she’s stopped walking until she turns to face me. She’s standing in the doorway to the bedroom, her delicate fingers wrapped around the frame on either side.
“Well, thank you for…” She waves her hand through the air. “Whatever that was.” I have to fight a smile at how awkward she is.
“Is this you trying to say goodnight?”
“Uh…”
I laugh and close the distance between us, gripping her waist and lifting her. A small squeak slips past her lips, and her hands fly to my shoulders. “Rafe…”
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing?”
I smile against her throat. “I’m going to bed.”
Her eyes narrow on me. “You don’t always have to stay with me, you know?”
I drop her on the bed and brace my elbows either side of her head. “Anna…this is my room.”
She glances around and then releases a long breath. “Right, well, I’ll go to a spare room.”
“No.”
“No?”
