Page 116 of Tracking Luxe

“I’m jealous, okay! You,hombre estúpido,” it pained her to admit. “You shouldn’t have even been entertaining the thought of anyone else, period.”

His brows bunched together as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing. “Jealous? You are so far above every woman I’ve ever known or would know that I don’t even see them.” Maybe Dani had done her a favor, not that Luxe would be thanking the other woman any time soon, but it brought some clarity to her tumbling emotions. Nathan loved her. It was kind of obvious when she thought about it, how hard he was trying to make amends.

She softened towards him and took a cleansing inhale.

“I’m kind of a lousy sonuvabitch, love, if our beginning wasn't proof enough. I do dumb shit.”

“You do.” She agreed and he laughed hoarsely.

“What I haven't done is fuck anyone else, I can't, I'myours. You own my dick. I want to be the one who keeps you warm, the thought of another lucky bastard getting to wrap you up in his hoodie makes my belly burn. That’s my job.Mine. I want to be the one who asks you if you want my mouth and have you sayyes,every single time. I never thought I’d crave a taste on my tongue the way I crave yours. And you’re jealous of a woman that means nothing? My thief is in her own league. I see onlyyou, Luxe.”

Her eyelids closed, irritation stung the inside of her nose at just how easily he could deflate her with a few choice sincere words spoken in that timber of his.

“I want every orgasm to belong to me because I’ve licked it there. I have this need in me, Luxe, that I never knew was there, never sought it before, to take care of you, protect you, fucking feed you so you're never hungry. I want to make you laugh and not have you look at me as you just did with disappointment in your midnight eyes. I hate that."

“Did you kiss this Dani?”

“No.”

“Did you touch her?”

“No, I---”

“Did she touch you?”

She had her answer when his brow puckered again.

“I woke up in my bed here fully clothed. Preacher told me he dumped me into it.”

“Did you nuzzle her?”

“No.”

“Do that nose thing you do on my neck?”

“Luxe,” he sighed. “No. She’s no one and means nothing to me.”

“Okay.”

“Okay? … we’re fine now?”

“Yes. I only wanted honesty. I have no right to feel … anything about this.”

“You have rights, love. You have all the rights, I want you to have them.”

To Nathan’s credit he hadn’t lost his temper with her. She meant it, she didn’t have rights here. Approaching him standing by the kitchen table, she placed her hands on his waist reaching up she kissed his mouth gently. “Not to say I wouldn’t break your balls now if this happened, you’ve made certain promises to me,chico. So, keep that in mind the next time you lose your faculties with liquor,sí?”

The tension of a few minutes ago drifted away as he laughed lightly. “So, does this mean you won’t be causing a fight with the chick then? I mean if you want to, I don’t mind holding your coat and bra and watching…”

Luxe huffed and glared up at him. “What do you take me for!” The cheek of the man.

“A hot tempered gorgeous thing.”

She huffed. “Wouldn’t you just love that, two women fighting over you.”

“Sí.” He answered lecherously rubbing his crotch on her belly. Luxe rolled her eyes playfully and pushed him away. “I thought you were feeding me? I could waste away waiting, kidnapper.”

He snapped to attention. “On it, love.”

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