King (Rogue Rebels MC 2)

That was not. Jones. This man was too tall and muscular.

Oh my god…what if someone has attacked him and now they’re coming for me?

My body began to tremble and my fight-or-flight instincts were about to be called upon. I contemplated whether I should scream or not…

“Do you mind if I join you?”

In an instant, my fear dissipated. The figure grew closer, and I realized who it was.

Colt.

He’d come back to me.

I leapt up from my seat and practically bolted across the yard at him. He caught me, lifting me off my feet and spinning me around with a bear hug, his warm laughter ringing through the air. “Told you I couldn’t stay away from you,” he said.

Not even giving me a chance to respond, he kissed me—a long, passionate, lingering kiss that almost left me breathless right on the spot.

When we separated, Colt grabbed my hand, letting our fingers intertwine as we headed to the beach chair I’d been sitting on. He sat down first, and then pulled me into his lap.

“What are you doing here?” I asked. “Shouldn’t you be with my father?”

“I switched with Jones for tonight,” Colt said, although when he answered, he didn’t quite meet my eyes.

“So Jones is going to my father’s right now?”

“Yeah.”

“And what about you? Are you going to be reassigned to me…permanently?”

“I…I don’t know. I’d like to, but…I have to do what I’m told. They say your father needs me more right now. We’re just switching detail for tonight right now. Your father wants me to personally check on you every now and then.”

I nodded. “Yeah. I understand. I’m glad you’re with him. I know he’ll be safe with you.”

Colt smiled and twirled my hair with his fingers. He then brushed it aside, making it fall over one shoulder. He kissed the back of my neck, making my body tingle all over. “I’ve missed you so much,” he murmured against my skin.

“I missed you too.”

“So, what were you doing out here all alone?” Colt asked.

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nbsp; “Just lying out here, trying not to think about how much I wanted you.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Damn. I was hoping you were going to say that you were about to go skinny dipping.”

I tossed my head back and laughed. “With Jones waiting in the house? I don’t think so.”

Colt grinned, that devilish look I loved so much spreading across his face. “Well, Jones isn’t here anymore…”

“So what are you implying, Mr. Jackson?” I asked, smiling slyly and pressing my forehead to his.

He encircled my waist with his muscular arms. “I’m saying the water looks awfully enticing.”

“Why don’t you show me how enticing it is?”