Page 32 of Valentine's Kisses
3. If we say jump you say how high.
We are good at our jobs and have never lost anyone, if you do what we say when we say, we can guarantee your safety."
Damn, Gran, who the hell is after us. "Yes sir," comes my reply.Looking down at Lynx I visibly see her gulp. Her skin is ashen pale because she's upset. She still manages to give him the same reply, nonetheless. Her voice does not waver or shake. That's my fun size queen. "Can we drive ourselves to Savannah or is that not an option?"
I really hope it's an option, I'm dying to get her alone again. It's like my soul won't be denied its other half. My heart feels no panic as that seeps into my thick skull. She's the one, and I couldn't be happier about that little tidbit of realized information.
Jax nods his head at a guy to his left, making the cocky prick saunter over, making me instantly want to punch him in his face. His gaze doesn't leave Lynx, but my scowl transforms into victory as she curls up beside me. Haha.Fuck you, motherfucka!
I kiss her forehead, she's such a good girl.He laughs at our little show, then she tries to move away from me. But, yeah, nah, I'm good. She obviously didn't realize that she had snuggled closer until this moment. Her subconscious already knows that we belong together.
This new douche canoe gives me his hand for a handshake. I give him my firmest grip, he in turn almost breaks my hand from the power of his big ass forearms. However, he won't get the satisfaction of seeing me squeal like a little girl. I deserve a damn reward of some kind for keeping a straight face. That was brutal. "I'm Tex, and second in command. My job is to dictate where you can or cannot travel. As we see no plausible threat at this time, you may drive separately from us. One SUV will be in front of you and one in back. There will be no pit stops, if you need to pee, go before we leave. Or you can go in your pants during, doesn't matter to me."
Jax nods. "Your numbers have been plugged into our phone, and vice versa. If you see something that doesn't look right, tell us. We'd rather you be paranoid little shits, then something be wrong, and you never say anything. Without trust we could all wind-up dead.”
Well, that’s a sobering thought, but still not enough to douse my high on being this close to Lynx again. She squeezes me tight as I open her passenger side door for her, surprisingly she doesn’t fight me. She even hands her keys over without a fuss. Lynx is freaked the hell out, and honestly so am I. Not for my safety, but for hers. When you have a billionaire jackass for a father, this isn't the first time I've had a mercenary detailwatching my every move. Comes with the territory. You know rich folk's shit.
Lynx shivers and I place my hand on her knee. "It's going to be okay, Lynx, we'll be okay."
Still in shock, she nods. "Okay."
My heart jumps in my throat, because I don't like seeing her like this. She needs a distraction while we ride. Slowly, my fingers crawl up the length of her pants. Lynx lays her head back and sighs, but like a light bulb turns on in her mind she takes my invading hand off of her thick luscious thighs making me laugh. "It's rude to interrupt someone when they are planning an invasion, Lynx."
She huffs. "Stop playing with me Hunter. I don't have time for a fuckboy."
My eyes narrow on her face. Good thing we're at the stoplight. "What the fuck, Fun-Size? What have I ever said or done that made you feel like I just wanted a quick lay? I've stalked you for months, and all I've ever gotten is a slammed door or a blocked account in my face. I want you, and only you. My dick hasn't touched another since before I met you. No other pussy will do. It yours, Lynx. We're in it for the long haul, baby."
***
All I've ever wanted was to be sought after and cherished. However, the first guy that sees my worth is my freaking stepbrother. What have I done to deserve this? He's off limits or at least he should be.
-Lynx
My body reels from his confession. I haven't been with anyone either. I've suspected he's been the cause of that. At first, I tried my dating websites, and just meeting people in general, but nothing ever came from any of that. I give him my best go tohell look, but all my heart wants him to do is ravish me. My walls are up, and it'll take a bulldozer for him to knock them down. "Did you have anything to do with my dry spell, Hunter?"
He turns to me with a wicked grin, which turns into a smirk. I can’t stop my eyes from staring at his plump devilish lips.Asshole."I sure as hell was, Fun-Size, don't you forget it. I was an only child and sharing what's mine is not exactly in my vocabulary."
I should be disgusted by his declaration of ownership, but here I am squirming on my seat with my who-ha all in flames. "You don't own me, Hunter."
He rolls his eyes at me. "Yeah, I do. Just like you own me too. This will be a partnership in every sense of the word. When I finally claim you, it will be bareback. Then maybe you'll finally understand that you’re mine, and not just for a night, forever, gorgeous. Get that through that big, beautiful brain of yours."
I playfully scoff. “Did you just call me big?”
His head turns around so fast I'm scared he's about to give himself whiplash. "I would never. Your nickname is Fun-Size not King Size, but even if it was, I'd still want you, because you're mine."
My gaze falls to the window, because I don't know how to process that. This boy is crazy, and I'm here for it. Damn it all to hell. Wishing it away won't stop the fact that he’s my stepbrother! "You can't say things like that to me, Hunter."
His grip tightens on the steering wheel. "What? Things like you're the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing at night. Or that the thought of you being with another man makes me want to take a long walk off a short pier?"
Despite myself I laugh. "Yeah, things like that."
He lays his hand back on my thigh. "Get over it, because I'll tell you it every day for the rest of our lives. You're stuck with me."
My answering smirk over at him is as mischievous as they come. He's making too many promises that I wish were true. I'm not ready to accept the fact that I want him. "Duh, you’re my stepbrother so of course I'm stuck with you."
He takes a deep breath and I have to hide my smile. Someone's getting pissy. "Lynx, if you say the word stepbrother one more fucking time, I'm going to bend you over my bed and spank your lush ass. Then I'll pound that sweet pussy of yours as punishment. Try me."
His voice is a silky velvet, turning my insides upside down with his naughty promises. The visual he just created has my pussy aching to be full of his thick cock. Only he will do. Hunter is slowly but surely ruining me for any other man. When I don’t reply, he slaps my thigh, then rubs it better, which sets my body on fire from my throat to my toes. Molten hot lava gathers in my special places and boils its revenge.
