The Squad

Those guys are crazy, especially her dad. He doesn’t seem to think it would be a problem, but I can’t imagine it not fucking with her head as young as she is. I was so deep in thought, worrying about what Mancini was going to tell the senator about his boy disappearing, something I hadn’t given much thought to when I was tossing him. Shit, what a mess.

For the first time, I didn’t think things through, didn’t stop to cover all the bases. I looked over my shoulder at her, peacefully sleeping in my bed. She’d slept here the night before while I laid on the floor awake half the night listening to her breathe. It’s amazing what you’d do for the woman who finds her way into your heart. I’d promised myself a long time ago that once I made it off the streets, I’d never sleep rough again.

I’d have crawled into bed with her if I thought she was ready for that, but I knew she wasn’t. No one had ever touched her with care, with love, or any emotion other than greed. She’d never been made love to, for that matter, only used and abused, so I know I have to tread carefully as much as it’s killing me!

I’ve learned to put the brakes on, but nothing has changed since the night we first met. Her scent still drives me insane, and I know from the way I hover and do everything but mark her when we’re online with Track or if one of the other men here gets too close that once she lets me inside her, I’m going to lose my damn mind.

I’ve seen my brother over the years and have witnessed a thing or two since coming here with the other guys and their women to know that it’s normal to be that way with your woman, to have a certain amount of possessiveness about you, to not want other men around your woman. But I’m afraid mine might run a bit deeper.

I’d even seen one of the SEALs, Cord, I think his name is, and the way he grits his teeth and clench his fists when his woman was talking to one of the guards. She’s big as a house and ready to pop any day, but the guy still looked like it took everything in him not to lose it. She’d smiled and walked over to him, running her hand up and down his back soothingly as if she knew, and it was only then that the tension had left his body.

Am I going to be like that? Will I lose my fucking mind? Lose myself completely? I turned around again with my head in my hands as I thought of all that was still left to be done. Track had said he was taking a few days since he had something going on back east, but I plan on keeping at it until I get what I want out of her.

She’d still not given up the name of the town, but it wasn’t going to be as hard to find the place where the girls were being held on the Hudson. It might take some time, but with a location, I don’t see it being that difficult.

I was deep in thought, my defenses down, and that’s why she got the drop on me. I almost reacted when I felt the hand around my throat pulling me back until I remembered where I was and who was with me. Instead of fighting, I went with it and let her pull me onto my back to loom over me with murder in her eyes.

“Hello, sweetheart.” My nonchalance threw her and gave me the opportunity I needed to switch things around. Now I was the one looming over her with a grin. “Get off me you… hangmun.” I’m pretty sure that means asshole. I’ve been brushing up on my hangul while trying to keep my hands off her.

“Right back at you, baby!” This close, her dark cat eyes were amazing; everything about her is amazing. The soft tanned glow to her skin, her scent, her raven black hair that flows out around her head when it’s not in a torture bun of some sort, and her cute little lips. My heart hurt in an odd way when I looked into her eyes too long, and the way she was breathing under me, her body rising with each breath, didn’t help.

We stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever without speaking, but there was too much going on behind her eyes for me to read. Then my eyes fell to her lips once again, and her breathing changed. I shifted my body so that she wouldn’t feel the growing length of my cock between her thighs. The last thing I want to do is scare her, but when I lifted my eyes back to hers, I didn’t see fear. Hesitation maybe, but not the kind of fear I was afraid of.