Noah releases me to search through the fridge and gets busy loading me up with all the ingredients for what I’m assuming is a killer sandwich, but when he straightens himself out and closes the fridge, I finally get a good look at him. My eyes widen as chuckles start pulling from me. “Holy shit.”
“What?” he questions.
I dump all the ingredients down on the bench and throw myself at him. I smother my face into his chest before kissing it gently. “I hurt your boobies. They’re red.”
“No shit,” he laughs, wrapping his arm around me and hauling me across the kitchen so he can get to work with me hanging off him. “What did you think was going to happen when you tried to tear my nipples clean off my body?”
“Exaggerate much?” I groan with an eye roll. “It wasn’t that bad.”
He goes to reach for my tits and I jump back, terrified for my poor little nipples. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he smirks, playing the role of designated smartass perfectly well.
We get busy making ourselves lunch and I can’t help but melt into his side as we work. I’ve never been this needy girl who constantly has to be close to a man, but right now, standing right beside him still isn’t enough. My soul calls for him and if sensing my need, he scoops me up into his arms, bridal style, places our lunch on my stomach and walks out into the living room.
Noah sits down on the couch with me in his lap and he looks absolutely thrilled to be shoving food down my throat as we all know that food gives us the energy to participate in all sorts of activities.
Our day is spent together and by nine o’clock at night, I’m desperate for my night not to end. I see the intention in Noah’s eyes to stay here the night and I cringe, not wanting to piss off my father any more than I already have over the past few weeks. “You can’t stay,” I tell him, hating the words as they leave my throat.
“Bullshit,” he says, wrapping me into his arms. “Who’s going to stop me? You?”
“Damn straight,” I laugh. “I don’t want to give dad a reason not to trust me. He left me a very specific note about not letting you sleep over and it might have said something along the lines of hunting you down with his new rifle.”
“Jesus,” he grunts. “Remind me never to cross your father.”
“I’m sorry…It’s just, I know he seems like a bit of a marshmallow, but he’s not kidding.”
Noah runs his finger down the side of my face, pushing a golden lock behind my ear. “How about this,” he starts. “I won’t break your dad’s rule, but I’m not opposed to bending them a bit. The thought of leaving you right now is killing me, so I’ll stay until you fall asleep and then sneak out. Technically we’re not breaking his rules.”
“Oh, trust me, we’ve more than broken his rules today.”
“I bet,” he laughs. “So, what do you say?”
I raise my chin to his, begging him to kiss me. “Sounds good to me,” I murmur. “But what would the neighbors think when a tatted up, bad boy sneaks out my door in the middle of the night? Mr. Morrison already accused me of stealing his cat. I can only imagine what I’ll be accused of next.”
“Scandalous,” he teases. “But don’t worry, I’ll let them know you were cheap and good, even let me do unspeakable things to you.”
My jaw hits the floor. “You wouldn’t?”
His eyes sparkle with the challenge. “You want to find out?”
“I swear, Noah if you let my neighbors think that I’m running a brothel out of my home, your man titties are the last thing you’re going to have to worry about.”
He booms out with laughter. “You really think I’ll let anyone in this godforsaken town think even for a second that you were selling your body? Baby, I told you, I’m not good when it comes to sharing. Even the idea of it pisses me off.”
Relief surges through me as I smile up at him. “I see,” I tease. “You’re all talk. You play a big game but when it comes down to it, you’re chicken shit.”
He shakes his head. “I’ll show you a big fucking game.”
Before I know what’s even happening, he grabs hold of me and launches me across the room. I crash down onto the couch with an ‘oomph’ and watch as he strides towards me, his eyes molten lava. His hand comes over his back to grab hold of his shirt and he shrugs out of it as heat floods me.
My tongue darts out. This is going to be good.
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A loud banging jolts me awake and my eyes fly open. What the fuck was that?