Page 129 of Driftwood Daffodil

“But you want to kill me.”

True, but that was beside the point.

With her cheek firmly squished up against my shoulder, Nova rolled her gaze up to me. “Are you really going to kill me?”

“Maybe,” I sighed and steered down the road.

Did I want to end Novalee’s life? Yes. I wanted to feel her blood run through my fingers until Kato Ford had nothing left but the endless void of his jail cell. Killing her would kill any hope he had left. But there was something about her.

Or rather a lack of something in those big hazel orbs that intrigued me. And pissed me off at the same time. Perhaps that was why I offered my father an alternative route. So I could play with my food before I chewed it up and spat it out.

“You’re not as mean as you think you are.”

I cocked a brow down at her. “If you really believe that then you’re stupider than I thought.”

She hadn’t even begun to see my mean side.

She snorted, “You’re stupid,” and continued to rub against my arm.

“And you,” I pushed her back in the passenger seat, “need to stop pawing at me.”

Nova huffed and crossed her arms. “I wasn’t pawing.”

Oh, please. “You were half a second away from shoving my dick down your throat.”

“Pfft,” Her lip curled in a childish sneer, “I’ll have you know I’ve never done that before.”

Is that right?

Curiosity shifted my eyes over to her defiantly raised chin. “What else haven’t you done?”

The second the question left my mouth my hands tightened on the steering wheel. I was ready to kill someone if she said the wrong thing. I could feel the need for blood rise when her lips parted.

“Skydiving.”

Really? That’s what she was going to come back with? “That’s not what I was talking about.”

“I don’t care,” Nova sighed and leaned back over the center console to smash back up against me. “You’re too warm to care.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Talking to her was more useless than it was on a normal day. Fuck it, let her do what she wanted. We were almost there. Then hopefully she would pass out.

I rounded the corner and headed down the street for my driveway. My house wasn’t the ideal place to take her, but it was better than dropping her off at home. Nova had quite obviously been drugged and given our history, I couldn’t imagine any scenario where that would go well. Her sister had a habit of making false accusations. She’d have my ass in cuffs before I had a chance to say anything.

Then again Veda hadn’t said anything about what she saw at the Fiore house, which led me to wonder what Veda Ford was planning. Why hadn’t she said anything yet? Was she working with someone? Was she too scared of us?

Either way, time was of the essence. If my plan for their brother didn’t push Nova to make a deal, then I might have to arrange an accident for Granny.

“You’re so firm.” Nova flattened her palm on my thigh, making my dick jerk. “And hard… I bet you could hold me down easily.”

Hold her down? Did she really just say that? Nah, it was just the drugs talking. Or was it?

It took everything I had to keep my focus on the road when her fingers started inching closer to dangerous territory. I’d never been more happy to see my house than I was when I turned down the driveway.

The tension rolling through my body made those last few feet seem like miles. Seconds ticked by like hours where all I could feel was her breath heating the skin on my upper arm. By the time I pulled to a stop, Nova’s fingers were right there, so close to my dick that I could feel every twitch she made.

I couldn’t take this shit anymore.

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