Authors: Chloe Walsh
I wiggled out from underneath him and turned on my side.
I was also very much naked.
Kyle grunted softly in his sleep, his hand snaked around my waist pulling my back up against him, his face nuzzled into my neck.
He mumbled something incoherent and shifted closer.
He curled against me, fast asleep, his penis pressed against my butt.
He was aroused; he was rock hard.
I couldn’t keep my mind in the present as the memory of last night flooded into me.
He had come back.
I had truly thought it was over, but Kyle had come back for me, and taken me to my room.
My toes curled when I remembered his gentle touch as he undressed me and took me in his arms, kissing away every one of my doubts, touching me as if I was made of glass.
He had been different last night.
He had been with me, really, truly, completely with me.
He didn’t fuck me.
Last night he made love to me.
He’d taken precautions and I had been amazed to watch him slide on the condom with such ease.
I had been so overwhelmed with my feelings for him, overflowing as I responded to kisses, touching him in a way I would normally be too shy.
Last night there had been nothing separating us, and everything pulling us together.
My heart skipped and I tucked into Kyle’s embrace, wanting to feel as close to him as I was my own skin.
But those pesky doubts gnawed away at me until I was questioning everything.
What if he was back to the old Kyle today?
What if he ignored me again until I left the room?
What if last night was a one off and it didn’t mean as much to him as it had to me?
Oh god, talking about dousing the fire, I was cold to the bone now.
I pulled away from him again.
“You keep running away from me.”
His voice was gruff as he clamped a strong hand down on my hip.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered, unsure as to what to say.
He pulled himself up on one elbow and lowered me onto my back with the other.
I went easily.
“Are you sorry?” he asked, stroking my cheek with his thumb, as he looked down at me, “About last night I mean, do you regret it?”
I stared up at his face, and gasped, “What happened to your face?”
I touched his cut lip with my fingers; he had a cut over his eye and a bruise on his left cheek.
He shook his head and smiled, “I told you, I had something to do last night.”
I pulled myself up on my elbows.
“Something that caused you to get beat up?”
He grinned, his dimple stretching the skin under the bruise.
“You should see the other guy,” he chuckled, skimming his thumb across my cheek.
Even all battered up; I’d never seen anything so perfect or beautiful in my life.
God I was so in love with him.
“Do you regret last night?” he asked again, this time there was a nervous tone to his voice and vulnerability in his eyes.
I reached up and smoothed his worried brow.
I shook my head.
“Do you?” I whispered, needing to hear his answer.
He smiled down at me, stroking my cheek.
He leaned down and kissed me softly, “I could never regret you princess. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,” he sighed contently, “I’ve never seen or felt anything so fucking close to perfect as you.”
I studied him, his eyes were full of truth, and my breath caught in my throat.
Closing my eyes, I exhaled deeply, “Please don’t ignore me again Kyle, that’s all I’m ever going to ask from you, just to not ignore me.”
He shuddered, and closed his eyes.
He pulled me close to him, and whispered into my ear, “I won’t leave you again baby.”
LEE
“Do you want to see him before we leave?”
Cam was piling our bags into the trunk of her ford focus.
“I don’t think so. I mean, I know he’s alive and going to be okay. I am glad for him. But that’s all I can feel for him right now.”
Cam smiled, “Good, I’m happy for you babe.”
She gave me a one armed hug, and I melted into her side.
“Uh oh, lover boy’s coming,” she said and pointed towards Kyle.
I’d told Cam about last night, not every detail, but the important part that Kyle and I had made up.
She took it well, much better than I had anticipated, considering all the warnings she had given me.
I had a feeling she knew how Kyle got those cuts and bruises because Derek was sporting a black eye.
“Are you going to tell me what the boys did last night to get those bruises?” I asked for the third time this morning.
Cam shrugged nonchalantly, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Oh, she knew all right, but the way she kept denying it made me think that I’d be better off not knowing.
I decided to let it go.
“Are we really bringing the flea bag with us?”
Kyle asked as he approached us with a grumpy looking Bruno on a leash.
I had to laugh at the nervous look on Kyle’s face.
“Yes.” Cam and I said together.
“Well he can ride with you and Derek,” Kyle said, handing the leash to Cam, “He keeps giving me this evil dog stare. It’s freaking me out.”
Cam took Bruno’s leash and opened the car door for him,
“He can smell your fear,” Cam chuckled as Bruno jumped in, she closed the door, “And he’s sizing you up, to see if you’re good enough for his girl.”
Kyle grabbed me and tossed me over his shoulder, causing me to yelp in surprise.
“Yeah, well see that dog? She’s my girl now,” he laughed, slapping my ass.
Bruno started barking and pawing at the window.
“Ooh, you’re so brave when he’s locked inside the car,” Cam choked out through fits of laughter, “Let’s see how brave you’d be when I leave him out.”
She motioned towards the door handle and Kyle placed me back down, holding his hands out in front of him.
“Let’s not do anything hasty,” he said, edging closer to his truck.
My stomach was churning from Kyle throwing me over his shoulder.
“You coming princess?” he called, opening the passenger door for me.
I covered my mouth with my hand and held two fingers up, before making a sprint for the house.
I made it to the bathroom just in time to empty the contents of my stomach.
I knew drinking was a bad idea.
I should have learned my lesson the last few times.
“Whoa, hard night Lee?”
Derek walked past the open door laughing.
I got up and cleaned myself up.
This was going to be a long drive home.
KYLE
“Are you okay princess?”
Lee’s face was white as a ghost when she came out of the house.
She smiled weakly as I lifted her into the passenger seat of my truck.
“I drank too much last night. I’ll be fine in a little while,” she said quietly.
I couldn’t argue with that, Cam had fed her too many shots.
I shut her door, ran around and hopped into the driver’s seat.
Lee’s pale, tired face made my heart constrict.
“You’ll tell me if you’re feeling sick again right?”
She nodded, and laid her head back.
I pulled away from her old house, fucking thrilled at the thought of taking her home to Boulder as mine.
Everything else could wait, because right now I wanted to focus on the amazing girl beside me.
Chapter Thirty-five
LEE
The next few weeks were like my own little slice of heaven.
I ate, drank and slept Kyle Carter.
He was filling up the largest contours of my heart.
Kyle had stayed true to his word.
He hadn’t ignored me, not once since the night at my father’s house.
Instead, he lavished me with attention, and I loved every second of it.
I wasn’t sure what we were exactly; we never titled our relationship, but I knew he had no other women.
He spent all his free time with me.
He always touched me when we were alone together, held my hand or made some intimate gesture.
“I’m making sure any horny little shits that think about looking twice at you, know you’re mine,” is what he told me the other night when I asked him why he branded my neck with a love bite.
He did not need to do any of that, because God knows I was his, heart and soul, every slither of me was irrevocably his.
He did not touch me in front of anybody besides Derek and Cam.
It stung a little but Kyle was coming around slowly.
I just had to have patience and have a little faith in him.
He came into the restaurant every time I had a shift, minus the dates now.
Now he came with Derek or by himself.
My heart contracted in my chest every time I saw in in my section.
Mike had backed off quite a bit since I came back from Louisiana.
He didn’t eat lunch with me anymore or ask me out again.
Of course, I did not tell Kyle about Mike hitting on me.
I didn’t want anything to burst the bubble we were in.
They truly disliked one another and I was yet to discover the reason.
Bruno was even beginning to warm to him, happy every time Kyle took him out for a walk.
I guessed Kyle was trying to win my old dog’s affection, especially since he bought Bruno his very own doggy bed, and allowed him to sleep in the kitchen.
Kyle was so blindingly beautiful; I had a hard time focusing on work when he was there.
Truth be told, I was having a hard time focusing on anything besides Kyle.
“There you are.”
A familiar deep voice whispered in my ear.
I shivered, as two strong arms came around my waist and pulled me against a warm muscled chest.
The cleaning rag and can of polish I was holding, fell from my hands.
“Why aren’t you at college? I thought you had classes today?” I admonished gently, as Kyle nipped at my neck with his teeth, “I’m trying to work.”
It was a feeble argument, one I would lose.
“Just one class,” he murmured, “and you can’t expect me to able to concentrate in class, when I know you’re in my office looking like that,”
I moaned as his hands moved up to cup my breasts.
“Baby you’re so distracting, I’m thinking I need to change your job description.”
I laid my head back against his chest, panting.
“Oh, and what would my new job entail, sir?”
Kyle growled, and squeezed my breasts hard.
I felt heat pooling inside me, as Kyle’s erection dug into my back.
“Would you be opposed to being tied up naked in my bed all day,” he suggested.
Turning me to face him, he claimed my mouth with a heart-searing kiss.
“I’m pretty sure that goes against company policy. There are rules about that kind of thing,” I whispered, running my finger through his silky hair.
“Oh yeah?” he said huskily, tugging at the skirt of my housekeeping uniform until I was exposed from the waist down.
“I’m fairly certain that what I’m about to do to you blows those rules out the window.”
He turned me around again, and ran his hand down my back, cupping my butt cheek.
“Bend over, princess.”
I obliged, placing my hands on his office desk, which I was supposed to be polishing.
I felt his hands tug at my panties, a moment later they fell to the ground.
I trembled with anticipation as his cock rubbed against my wetness.
“Do you want this baby?” he asked, and I knew why he was asking me.
Kyle knew all my dark secrets and he wanted my approval.
“Yes. Oh yes,” I muttered, “Don’t ask me. I’m yours. Take me when and wherever you want.”
I heard the foil wrapper tearing, before he gripped my waist and plunged into me.
I cried out at the feel of him filling me, stretching me to the core.
“You feel so good,” I whimpered, as I pushed my ass against him, “I love you so much.”