“I’m fine. Pissed as hell. What do you say we go back to the office for a while? I know it’s not a bundle of joy to be there, but until we figure how they got eyes on us, I think it’s best.” I move her so she’s straddling my lap while I’m in the driver’s seat. I need her to be as close to me as possible, cupping the sides of her neck, pulling her closer. “I’m sorry, Giana, so fucking sorry. I don’t know what or who could be behind this, but that fear I saw in your eyes when I picked you up, it tore me up. I promise I’ll do whatever I can to keep you safe.”
“Oh, Drake.” She holds my wrists. “This is not a reflection of you. None whatsoever. Who knows if this is even about you? It could be anything, and let’s face it, this person is totally and completely fucked up in the head,” she jokes.
“You’re not wrong. We’ll get through this, and we’ll come out on top.”
“Of course, we will. Our love shines brighter than the brightest star,” she tells me.
“Fuck yeah. I love you, Giana Duncan. I’m going to love you for the rest of our lives too.
“I love you, Drake, more than anything.” I kiss her, needing to show her just how much her words mean to me. I taste her, sip by slow sip. It’s not a slow build-up, instead it’s hot and heavy. Both of us needing this moment.
This woman, she’s going to be the mother of our children. We’ll grow old together and still wake up in love every single day.
“I need you, Drake,” Giana pleads as our kiss ends. There’s no way that will be happening right now.
“As much as I want to be balls deep inside you—this morning wasn’t near enough, by the way—it’s going to have to wait until we get back to the office at least,” I grumble, already thinking if this stalker weren’t pulling their shit, I’d have us naked and feeling her skin slide against my own. I’m definitely going to go back to this.
“This sucks, but then again, sex on your office desk, that could be hot.” She wiggles her eyebrows.
“Could be?” My mouth finds the column of her throat. I suck on it, not bruising her but letting her know in no uncertain terms that will be happening. I nip at the place I was sucking on. It causes her to grind down on my lap.
“Okay, fine, it’ll be the hottest sex we’ve ever had,” she says after I let up on her.
“Damn straight.” She crawls over the center console. It gives me the perfect opportunity to smack her ass. Another one of those things that heightens our sex. Giana was meant for me, plain and simple. And I’ll go to the ends of the earth to keep her with me, always.
Sixteen
Giana
I couldn’t wait to get back to Drake’s office after we both admitted to our feelings. The only thing I wanted was him, in every way possible.
Too bad that isn’t going to happen. We step inside Nighthawk Security. Kellie, Bridger, Slade, and Easton are standing at the entrance.
“Fuck, what is it now?” Drake groans. His hand is on my hip, squeezing it, and if I had to guess, he doesn’t realize how firmly he’s holding me.
“Easton was able to trace the call. I got to the location. The cell phone was lying on the ground. It’s a disposable. Slade is about to take it to the lab and see if they can get some fingerprints off of it,” Bridger says. He’s in a serious mood today, and we all know what it means when he’s not joking. Kellie moves closer to him, grabs his hand in hers. That’s when his jaw unclenches and he relaxes a bit more.
“That’s better than anything we’ve gotten this far.” Drake loosens his hold on my hip, causing me to let out a breath of air. It wasn’t like he was bruising me, it was just a bit uncomfortable, but if that gave him some sort of solace, I’d do it all over again.
“Yeah, the lab hasn’t been very helpful the last few cases we’ve worked though,” Slade states, rubbing his hand down his face.
“It’s worth a shot,” I say.
“Yeah, angel, it is.” Drake kisses the side of my head before returning to the guys to chat. I take the time to sneak over to Kellie.
“What do you think will happen next?” I ask as we hug one another.
“More than likely, you’ll go on lockdown. Meaning you can go to work, but you’ll be escorted. Drake may even station someone on you full time while you’re there. It really sucks. It’ll all work out in the end though. Plus, that means more girl time. Maybe all of us can do a girls’ day this weekend?”