“Okay, okay calm down.”“Please, Sawyer! Promise me you won’t tell anyone what I told you!”
“Okay, baby, I won’t.” I feel like shit for lying to her but there is no fucking way that motherfucker isn’t going to pay for what he did to her. I lean in and press a kiss to her shoulder, then collarbone.
“You must think I’m so weak,” she whispers brokenly.
I rear back in surprise and stare into her haunted eyes, my heart squeezing painfully. “No, baby, I think you’re the fucking strongest chick I’ve ever met. You survived all of this, Grace. A lot of people would have become fucked-up over shit like this. But not you- look at who you are! You’re beautiful,” I lean in and kiss the corner of her eye, “kind,” I drag my lips down to her cheek, “sweet,” I unintentionally growl that last word, just before I kiss her soft moist lips. Her fingers wind in my hair and she kisses me back, her tears mixing in with her sweet taste.
Minutes later, I pull my mouth away and rest my forehead on hers. “I know you’re scared right now, Grace, but I swear, I’ll never let anything bad happen to you ever again. Never, baby.”
With a soft smile, she reaches up and traces my lips with her finger. “You’re my angel too, Sawyer.”
I narrow my eyes at her, “But a bad-ass angel, right?”
She graces me with one of her sweet fucking giggles, which is what I hoped would happen. “Very bad-ass and sexy.”
“Damn straight!”
Her smile fades, her expression turning somber, “Thank you, Sawyer… for everythin’.”
Lying back down, I pull her against me. “You don’t have to thank me, Cupcake. I told you I take care of what’s mine.”
And that is the fucking truth. Which is why I will make sure she gets back what’s hers. That piece of shit is going to pay for what he did to her.
The next day we pull up to Jaxson and Julia’s. I park next to Cade’s truck and look over at Grace to see her staring out the window sadly, lost in thought, which is always how she is after we leave the hospital. I fucking hate seeing her like this. I want my Cupcake happy again.
“You ready, baby?” She turns to me with a fake smile and nods. It’s been five long fucking days since that shit with Mac went down. I want that fucker to make his move already, so I can deal with him then move on to the next son of a bitch.
Getting out of the truck I come around to help Grace. I lean down and give her a quick kiss. “Are you okay, Cupcake?”
Instead of answering me, she wraps her arms around my neck and draws my lips down to hers again. I groan when she opens her mouth, giving me access to her sweet fucking taste. I kiss her thoroughly, long and deep, which has my dick standing to attention.
We break apart when she needs to take in a breath. Opening her pretty fucking eyes, she gives me a genuine smile. “I am now.”
Growling, I pick her up by her tight, perfect ass and pin her against the truck. She releases the sexiest fucking whimper when I slam my hard cock against her. “If that’s all it takes to make you happy, baby, then when we get home, I’ll bury myself in your hot, tight pussy for fucking hours so you think of nothing but me.”
She moans, “Yes, I want to feel nothing but you.”
“Fuck I want that too, Cupcake. I always want that.” I lean in for another quick taste, before reluctantly pulling back, knowing if I don’t I’ll end up fucking her right here for anyone to see.
Just as I’m about to set her down, she cups my face and looks at me earnestly, “I want you to know, Sawyer, all it takes for me to be happy is to have you near me. Just knowing that I’m yours makes everythin’ better.”
Jesus this girl is fucking perfect. “You’re mine, baby… always.”
She gives me one of her sweet smiles that makes me feel all sorts of shit and messes with my fucking head.
Lowering her to the ground, I grab her hand. “Let’s go, the sooner I talk with Jaxson and Cade, the sooner I can get you home and bury myself inside of you.”
She laughs as I drag her behind me. Julia opens the door as we walk up the front steps. “Hi, Grace. How are you?”
She pulls Grace from me to give her a hug. Walking in, I wrap my arms around both of them and kiss Julia’s cheek. “I’m fantastic, thanks for asking.” Then I give my Cupcake one on the lips, not wanting her to feel left out.
Jules laughs, “I always know you’re okay.”
“Damn straight. I don’t get into trouble like your spaz of a husband.”
“Hey, he’s my spaz and I love him just the way he is, trouble and all.”
“And you’re no boy scout yourself, Sawyer Evans,” Grace adds sassily, putting me in my place.
I wink, “You know it, baby.”
She rolls her eyes at me the same time a faint blush tints her sweet face. I chuckle and give her another kiss before stepping back. Jesus, I swear I could kiss this chick all fucking day and never get tired of it.
“The guys are in the kitchen,” Julia says before turning to Grace, “want to come see the new baby furniture we just bought?”
“Yes, of course. Oh that’s so darn excitin’!” Grace takes her hand and follows Julia up the stairs excitedly.
Starting towards the kitchen, a heaviness begins to settle over me, and the rage I’ve been keeping tamped down threatens to explode. Both Jaxson and Cade nod when I walk in.
“Hey,” I respond, taking a seat at the table. They both stare at me, waiting to hear what I wanted to talk to them about.
I address Jaxson first, “I need you to do me a favor.”
He shrugs, “Sure, name it.”
“I need you to get the address where Grace lived in Virginia, from Cooper.” Leaning back, he crosses his arms and eyes me questioningly, “Why?”