Fall Into Place (Taking the Fall 5)

The remainder of the call is like a bucket of cold water. “Just let me go! I won’t go back to my father.”

“Who said I was taking you to your father?”

“He’s who hired you.”

He studies me for a second like he’s running things through his mind. Grabbing me by the wrist, he pulls me from the street, and I follow him to a less busy spot. He pulls me against him as he puts his back to the side of a building.

“You’re saying it was your father who hired me, but I just heard you tell your father you love him. This isn’t adding up to me. Are you scared of him or not?”

I laugh at the idea of being scared of my father. He might be scary to others, even in his late forties, but he’s not a bit scary to me. He’s just overbearing and controlling. Kind of like someone I’m getting to know right now.

“No, I’m not scared of him. I just don’t want to go back to his cage.”

“Cage?” Sam growls.

“Not a real cage.” I roll my eyes. “We live outside Seattle, but it’s in the middle of nowhere, and he never lets me go anywhere. He’s paranoid.”

“He just wants you back home?”

“Pretty much.”

“Well too fucking bad. I’m keeping you.”

“Keeping me?” I gape at him, but find myself settling into his warm body, liking the feel of him against me.

“You can’t just keep me. What kind of life would that be? I go from one cage to another?” Although a cage with Samuel doesn’t sound so bad. But it’s still a prison.

“I wouldn’t hold you hostage. Just keep you chained to me. I’d let you go anywhere you like as long as I got to go with you.”

“Forget it. He’ll just find me and take me back. You’ll only slow me down.”

“Marry me and he can’t take you from me.”

“Marry you? Are you crazy?”

“I’m starting to think maybe I am a little since you came into my life. If you marry me, I won’t give you back to him. You’ll be mine.”

Excitement rushes through my body. Why is this so tempting and exciting? Is it something about Vegas? Is it in the air? I’ve watched a ton of movies where people run off to Vegas and get married and get their happily ever after. I want that. It’s why I left home to begin with. I never got to see how two people fall in love in real life outside of movies or television. Maybe this is what it’s like.

“I’ll marry you, but promise me you won’t let him take me back.”

“Promise.”

Chapter 5

Samuel

“Are you going to cuff me to the bed again?”

“Not unless you want me to.” I smile at Nika, and she smiles back at me. I can see she’s nervous, and I want to put her at ease. We walk into the hotel room, and I turn on a lamp beside the king-size bed. I wait as she walks over to it.

She blushes a little as she comes close. “I can’t believe we got married. That was so fast. But I guess it’s Vegas, and you can get married just about anywhere here.”

Taking a few steps, I meet her halfway, taking her cheeks in my big hands. She’s so little compared to me, and it makes me feel protective of her. “You nervous, kitten?”

“Yeah,” she says, looking up and smiling. “How’d you know?”

“Because I think you’re going to start talking about the weather next.” Her hands come up and rub across my chest shyly. My heartbeat picks up at her touch, but I relax, wanting her to explore me and gain some confidence. “You ever done this before?”

She looks at me through her lashes and shakes her head.

“Me either.”

Her eyes grow big at my words, a shocked expression on her face. “Never?”

“Why are you so surprised? You haven’t.” I feel shy admitting it, but she’s my wife so no secrets.

“Yes, but I grew up sheltered and not really around anyone my own age.” She takes a step closer to me, and it feels like my confession is strengthening our bond.

“Yeah, well, I grew up in a home where my parents’ love was what I wanted. And I wasn’t settling until I found something like that. No reason to play around with someone if they weren’t the one. I wanted my first time to be with my soul mate. My dad once told me if he knew my mom was out there, he never would have touched another woman before her. He told me he wished he could have given her that.”

Her mouth falls open slightly, and she licks her soft pink lips. “Do you think that’s what I am?” The words are breathy as she presses her body against mine.

“Without a doubt, yes.” Leaning down, I take her lips, sweeping my tongue inside her mouth. The attraction between us ignites as it does every time we kiss, and suddenly she’s crawling up my body. I grab her ass with both hands, pulling her up as her legs wind around my waist.

Leaning her back on the bed, I blanket her little body with mine, giving her my weight. I want her to feel me everywhere just as I feel her touch flowing through my body.

I break the kiss, pulling back to rip away my shirt. We’re both breathing hard, and I feel her hands grabbing at my clothes and pulling with a need as desperate as my own. We’re both inexperienced and fumbling as we get naked, kissing as we undress. The passion between us flares, and it’s a violent force that pushes us together.

Once I’ve got her completely naked under me, and the last of my clothes fall away, I look down at her, seeing my wife and my soul mate reaching for me.

“Jesus fucking Christ. You’re too hot for me.” I kiss her breast and lick her nipples. Her giggle turns to a moan as I bite her there, unable to control myself.