Fighting to Be Free (Fighting to Be Free 1)

Holy crap! He thinks Ellie likes me? “Yeah? Did she tell you that?” I asked hopefully, as I grabbed another couple of plates and put them on the counter near the sink.

He laughed, “No, but she doesn’t have to, I can tell.”

I smiled proudly, damn I hope that’s true! Ellie came skipping back into the kitchen with a grey knit sweater over the top of her tank top, it hung down off of her shoulders and made her look even more mouthwatering.

“I’m ready, Jamie. Let’s go find you a place,” she said, walking over and hugging her dad. “Bye daddy.”

“Bye pumpkin, have fun,” he replied, kissing her forehead. He turned to me and smiled, “Take care of my girl, Jamie.”

“Will do,” I promised, nodding. He’d never need to worry about that while she was with me.

Ellie rolled her eyes and gripped my shirt, pulling me from the kitchen out to the front door.

I slung my arm around her shoulder as we walked to my truck. “Right then, little girl. Now that we’ve both sat through an embarrassing family feud, how about we go get bored looking at apartments, so I can take advantage of your perfect little ass in an actual bed, more than once a week,” I suggested, winking at her as I opened her car door for her.

She giggled and blushed lightly, “Who said I would let you do that anyway?” she challenged, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes teasingly.

“You would,” I said confidently.

She smiled and looked me over slowly, “Yeah, maybe you’re right. After all, you are incredibly sexy,” she agreed, raising one eyebrow.

“Yeah, I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me,” I said smirking at her slightly. Ellie really was a little sex maniac when she got going. She laughed and I shut her door walking around to the drivers side.

“I’m sorry my mom was saying that in front of you. She really wants me with Mark, she’s still going on about it now. She’s all about status and money, she always has been,” Ellie said, looking at me apologetically as we made our way to the real estate office.

“It’s fine don’t worry.” I shrugged, trying to appear unconcerned, even though all I could think about was her mom saying that Mark could basically provide for her better than I ever could. I mean, damn the guy wanted to be a doctor, she’d be a perfect little doctors wife and would have everything, whereas I will always be a crappy mechanic with no prospects.

“It’s not fine, what she said was wrong. I don’t care about money and stuff like that. I think you should be with someone who makes you happy. My mom had no right to look at you like she did.”

She frowned, looking really annoyed about it.

“Ellison, it’s fine,” I teased.

She glared at me, making me laugh. “Don’t you dare start calling me that, or trust me, you’ll be having a booty call for one,” she said, raising her eyebrows looking smug.

“Ok, but that’s a damn sexy name.”

“Yeah well, Ellison doesn’t do booty calls, so be careful,” she warned.

I wanted to ask her if Ellison did boyfriends. What her dad said about her liking me was spinning round and round in my head and I hoped with all of my heart that he was right. Maybe I should ask her out again.

When we pulled up outside the real estate place I walked to the door, then waited for her to catch me up. We walked in together, with her hand slipped into my back pocket, squeezing my ass lightly.

Two hours and six apartments later, we finally found one that we both liked and I could afford. It was a little one bedroom with a fairly nice bathroom and kitchen, the area was pretty nice too. It was furnished, which was great considering I had nothing except clothes. I settled with the agent and followed him back to his office to sign the lease, I could move in on Monday.

Ellie grinned as we got back into my truck, “That was a nice place. So….. do I get an invite?” she teased.

“Hell Ellie, you can move your pert little ass in there with me if it means I get to see you naked more often,” I flirted, making her laugh.

“Yeah, but then you’d get fed up with me,” she replied, giggling. Damn, I don’t think I’d ever get fed up with her, but I didn’t want to say that out loud in case I scared her off or something.

“Yeah, you’re probably right, you do look a bit of a mess in the mornings,” I joked, turning my nose up teasingly.

“I’ll remember that, Stud! Next time my cell vibrates with a text, begging for my company, I’ll say no,” she stated, waving her hand dismissively, pretending to be offended.

I pulled the car over by the side of the deserted road and unbuckled her seat belt. She looked at me a little confused, until I gripped her waist and pulled her onto my lap and kissed her. She kissed me back immediately, her delicious taste exploding in my mouth, making me hard instantly.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her, pressing her chest against mine lightly, she was always still so careful even though my ribs didn’t hurt anymore. I mean, sure if I banged them or something then it hurt like a bitch, but it definitely didn’t hamper my movement anymore.

I pulled out of the kiss and put my forehead against hers. “Thank you for coming with me today. I really appreciate your help,” I said honestly.

She smiled her sexy little smile, “Yeah? How much did you appreciate it?” she asked, running her hands down my chest, her fingers hooking into the belt loops of my jeans. Her thumb was tracing the outline of my hard on through the material, making me want to moan, but I resisted the urge.