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Irritated.
A little scared.
And sure as hell, freaked out.
“Scared the shit out of me, Bridge,” I finally said, my eyes snapping to meet hers. “No more stakeouts without someone riding along. Got me?” It wasn’t really a question.
She nodded and I was a little surprised that she didn’t have some kind of woman-powerI got thiskind of comeback.
“I’m normally not this much trouble,” she said, her back stretching tall and her hands landing on her hips.
“Yeah,” I said with a chuckle. “I bet you’re not. Come on, let’s go get something to eat.” I flung my arm around her shoulders and walked her to the SUV.
Once she was seated and buckled in, I stood there for a long time studying her. I couldn’t tell what was going through my mind, but all the thoughts seemed to be trying to point me in the direction that maybe I wasn’t ready to let her go.
I shook myself out of the wave of feelings that hit me right then.
“Feel like anything?” I asked.
“No,” she replied with a shrug. “Well, actually. Can we just raid the kitchen and go watch a movie in your room?”
I could definitely be down with that.
“Hell yeah.” I smiled at her, my feet seemed to be glued to the ground.
That call scared the shit out of me. I think I was still on some kind of rush and my mind was still overloaded with panic.
“See you back at the compound.” I finally managed to get my body to move.
The kitchen was surprisingly empty when we got back. We decided to make some boxed macaroni and cheese. Bridge dug around and found enough things to make a salad stating that we needed to put something green in our systems. She didn’t seem all that thrilled about it but it made me smile.
“I feel like my dad is always there in the back of my head.” She got a faraway stare in her eyes for a second then shook her head and looked at me. “Telling me I need to eat my veggies and brush my teeth before I go to bed and all that shit.” She laughed, though it had a tinge of sadness behind it.
“It sounds like he did you right,” I said moving over to her and pulling her into my arms.
“I’m fine,” she said, her words muffled against my neck.
“I know you are,” I replied. “I just wanted to feel your boobs pressed against me.”
“Oh, my, God.” She barked out a laugh. “You are horrible.” She tore away from me and playfully swatted my chest.
“Too much?”
I didn’t really know her all that well, but for some strange reason, I kind of felt like it did. I didn’t want to come across as crude but I got the feeling she needed something to take her mind off of her dad. To be honest, I was a little shocked those words came out of my mouth. I always had some level of respect for women, even if they were just around for the night.
“No,” she said with a smile and a small shake of her head. “I already figured out how much you like my tits.”
My mouth fell open and I gaped at her.
She winked and turned back to the pile of veggies on the counter.
And my dick became painfully trapped behind my zipper.
It was true. I couldn’t even try to deny it. I liked tits in general, but hers were… something else. Perfect, that was for sure.
I had to stop thinking about them. How soft and full they felt in my hands. How rosy pink her nipples were. How responsive she was when I played with them. Oh, and how they looked all slick and plump after I had my mouth on them.
“Ready to eat?”
