Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

"This is nothing—"

"It's something." I comb my fingers through her hair until she's purring. "This is where I want to be, Lacey. I can't think about this shit with my mom twenty-four seven."

"Is she okay?"

"No diagnosis yet. We're doing more tests tomorrow."

"Can I come with you?"

"Right now, yeah." I let my voice get low. It's a cheesy response, but I don't care. I need her coming with me. I need the rest of the world gone.

"Tomorrow."

I should say no. This is getting messy. I'm falling for her and I don't fucking know how to handle it.

I wrap my arms around her and soak in the feeling of her chest pressing against mine. "Yes."

She looks up at me with a smile. Her expression is earnest. Loving.

I've seen relationships.

This is what people do.

And I want that with her.

All of it… up until the part at the end where my heart gets torn to shreds.

I pull back enough to reach for the small pink gift bag.

Lacey's eyes light up. "Is that for me?"

"It made me think of you." I hand over the bag.

She looks up at me can I?

I nod.

She pulls out the gift wrapping and lets it flutter to the floor. Then the gift—a soft set of hot pink lingerie.

"Sweet, innocent, and sexy as hell."

"And lacy," she adds. "I'm surprised I don't get more lace gifts."

"It won't hurt my feelings if you don't like it." I stare back into her eyes. "Though my cock will complain if you don't wear it."

She laughs. "I love it."

My voice shifts to that demanding tone. "Go change in the bathroom." It's too early to jump into this, but my body is eager to take over and my head is eager to give up the reins.

Lacey doesn't shrink back. Her pupils dilate. Her knees press together.

This is happening. It needs to happen. "I'm in control, baby. I'm going to take all the pain in your head and your heart away."

She nods.

"I might have to hurt you to do it."

"Okay."