The UN Series Complete Box Set (27 page)

He lifts an eyebrow “Um…I’m confused. Why are you asking me about tomorrow?”

I walk back over to the stove. “Well, I won’t see you tonight. I’m going to stay at my house because I won’t get off work until late.” I flip his pancakes.

As soon as I put the spatula down, he spins me around and slams my body against his. “You’re staying here tonight,” he says with a hard face.

“I don’t want to wake you up when I get in. I sometimes don’t get off until around four, depending on how much cleaning we have to do once we close,” I try to explain, but he’s having none of it.

“That’s why you have a key. So you can come and go at any time. You
will
come here after you get off work.” No argument. He kisses me on the head, then walks back over and sits at the bar.

Okay!

“Oh, and here you go.” I turn back around to see a set of car keys in his hand, and they
don’t
belong to my car.

“What’s that?” I point the spatula at the truck keys, knowing exactly what they are.

“They belong to my truck. You’re driving it today, unlike yesterday when you didn’t listen to me.” He leans back in his chair crossing his arms over his chest as if I have no right to argue.

I put a hand on my hip. “Can you explain why you don’t want me to drive my car? Ruby is new and very reliable.” I turn back to flip his pancakes before putting them on a plate.

“It’s too small. Any other vehicle could run right over you. If you got in an accident, it wouldn’t keep you safe. My truck will.” He makes it sound so obvious.

I turn back to face him. “So, you’re saying that I need to sell it and get a monster truck like yours?” I can’t keep the sarcasm out of my voice.

“No,” he says slowly. “I’m not going to tell you to sell it. I’m just asking you to help keep me sane by driving my truck.”

I walk over to him and roughly drop the plate of pancakes down in front of him.

“Look,” he sighs, “I just want to keep you safe. Don’t you girls consider that a good thing?” he says through a mouthful of pancakes.

I laugh. “Yes.” He just wants me safe. I can understand that. I want him safe as well. “Fine, I’ll give it a trial run this week.” I take a drink of water, and he rewards me with what I’m becoming to know as his victory smile.

We visit about our plans for the day while he eats breakfast, then I wish him a good day at works as he leaves. It feels so weird being in his house without him, so I quickly head to his mom’s home.

While I’m driving to the Long’s house, I come to find I quite like his truck. She is very nice inside. Black leather seats with a DVD player in the dash and headrests, has a good Bose stereo system that I’m singing alone with Halestorm to, and it rides pretty smooth. I figure I should give her a name since I have a feeling I’ll continue driving her after this week. Hmm…I think Nadia fits her just right. The name sounds seductive, yet powerful. And she is
very
powerful. Although I can’t drive her as fast as the Z, she makes me feel like I could just run these cars right off the road to get them out of my way.

As I pull up in the Long’s drive, I see Holly and Vivian standing outside talking. They turn to see me, and Holly’s eyes get real big and Vivian starts laughing while shaking her head.

“Sam, what happened to your car? Did it break down?” Holly asks as soon as I get out of the truck.

I laugh. “No. Slade says it’s not safe because it’s so small,” I do air quotes over small, “So I’m driving Nadia.” I shrug.

Holly shakes her head. “Of course.”

“Come on, girls. Let’s get inside. We have a wedding to plan!” Vivian says as she turns to enter the house.

“Vivian, I had stopped off at the grocery store and got some cookies to bake for the guys at their office. Do you mind if I bake them in your oven?”

“Of course not, darling.”

“Thanks.”

“Have you decided on your colors yet?” Vivian asks Holly while I set out the cookies on the sheet.

“No. I can’t decide. My mom thinks I should do purple, but I really like yellow. What color do you like?” I know she is going to butt heads with her mother when it comes to her wedding. Her mom is controlling in every aspect of her life.

“It’s whatever you like, hon.”

“What about you, Sam?”

“I agree with Vivian. It’s your wedding. You pick what you want.” I set the oven to preheat then grab another cookie sheet. I set the cookies out on the sheet as the silence fills the room. I feel their eyes on me. “What?” I turn around, and they are staring at me with warm smiles on their faces. I furrow my brows. “What?” I repeat.

“What colors would you pick for your wedding?” Vivian asks.

I shake my head. “That doesn’t matter.”

“Yes it does. What would you pick?” Holly encourages me as she nods her head.

I laugh. “Do you even have to ask?” I tilt my head to the side. “Pink.”
Duh.

They laugh. “I knew that was coming,” Vivian says. I turn back around and place the cookies in the over.

“That will help us along when it comes to your wedding,” Vivian says excitedly.

I turn around, holding onto the counter for dear life, afraid I will fall to the ground since I’m no longer breathing. “What?” I ask, obviously shocked.

“For when you get married.” Holly smiles.

I shake my head so fast that their heads start to get unrecognizable.

“You don’t plan on getting married?” Holly sounds hurt.

“Uh...”

What did they want me to say? Who did they plan on me marrying? Slade? I laugh out loud. I try to cover it with a cough when they give me the ‘you’re going crazy’ look. I straighten up my shoulders and clear my throat. “I don’t know. I guess I plan on getting married in the future. The very far, far away future. Sure.”

I’m pretty sure I’ll never get married.

“Well, like I said, you will already be ahead of the curve.”

I let out a strangled breath and turn back to my cookies, completely deleting that conversation from my mind. Marriage is the last thing on my mind. I already had enough to think about; one of them being the most depressing day of my life coming up.

After I place the cookies in the oven, I go and open the fridge for a bottle of water. “Hey, you girls want some leftover cake?”

“That sounds delicious.” They both nod. I grab some plates out of the cabinet and cut us each a slice of cake.

An hour later, we have finished off what’s left over of my chocolate caramel cake and are sipping on tea. We have gone over colors, flowers, centerpieces and bridesmaids. Holly can’t make a final decision on any of them. We are still sitting in the kitchen, going over invitations, when I hear my phone ring.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Angel.” I smile as the sound of Slade’s deep voice fills my ears. “What are you doing?”

“I’m over at your parents going over wedding stuff.”

There’s a silence that fills the phone from his side of the call.

“Slade?” I ask as my voice echoes. “Why do I sound like my voice is echoing?”

He clears his throat. “Because you’re on speakerphone.” I hear quite a few of hellos.

“Hey, guys.”

“So, how’s your day going?” he asks slowly, like he’s nervous of my answer.

“Great! How about yours?” I point to an invitation I like and nod my head, looking at Holly as she frowns and shakes her head at me.

“It’s going pretty good,” he says quickly.

“That’s good. Have you decided where you want lunch from?”

“Yeah. Everyone decided on Applebee’s. What would you like? I’ll go ahead and place the order so it will be ready when you get there.”

“I’ll have a grilled chicken Caesar salad.”

“Okay, Angel. Oh hey, how was the truck? Did you have any problems with it? I know it’s pretty big,” he chuckles.

Does he think I can’t handle her?

“Nope. I’m actually quite fond of Nadia.”

“Huh? Who’s Nadia?” he laughs.

“Your truck. I named her Nadia.” I hear the guys laughing.

“Hmm, Nadia,” he repeats. “I like it. Sounds sexy. Okay, Angel. I’m going to get off here, but I’ll see you in a bit. Drive safe!”

“You know me,” I smile.

“Yes, I do. That’s why I want you driving my truck and not that tiny car.”

“Ha-Ha. You’re so funny. I will be there soon.” I hang up.

“Hey girls, I need to get out of here. I have to take the guys their lunch.”

I hug them and grab my cookies, then climb back up into Nadia and head off to Applebee’s.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

SLADE

I hang up the phone and start setting out legal documents. After I’m done, I lean back in my chair and everyone staring at me.

“What?” I ask no one in particular.

“Nothing.”

Everyone drops their heads down as they pick up their pens. I notice my dad and Micah still staring at me, though, with big smiles on their face. They know the truth. They know I’ve fallen in love with her. I want to tell her, but I don’t want her to feel pressured to say it back. I know she’s fighting an inner battle now, so I will continue to give her time.

“Mr. Long?’’ Rose says over the intercom.

“Yes, Rose?”

“Samantha is here.” Rose sounds awfully cheerful, and she called Angel by her first name. It makes me smile.

“Okay. Send her on in here. Thanks.” I stand up, helping everyone get the papers off of the table.

The doors open and Rose helps Angel bring in all the sacks of food.

I jump out of my chair. “Sorry, Angel. I forgot how much food we all ordered.” I walk over to her and give her a kiss on the cheek as I take a few bags out of her hand.

“It’s okay.” She puts the bags she has left in her hands on the table and starts rattling off and giving everyone their orders.

After I place the bags on the table, I just sit back in my chair and look at her. She’s wearing a white sun dress that makes her skin look extra tan and stops right above her knees. I wish we were alone so I could just bend her over the table and lift up her skirt as I buried my dick into her wet pussy.

I give myself a little shake as my pants get a bit tighter. I take a good look at her legs. I can’t see any scratches anymore. They have all gone away. My eyes move down to her pink heels. They make her the perfect height to bend over this table.

I hear her laughing, and it brings my eyes up to her face. I can’t help the smile on my face as I watch her visit with my coworkers. Every time she looks at one of them, they get a big smile on their face. She could have any man she wants, but she picked me. Why would she pick me? I’ve never done anything to deserve such a sweet angel.

“Baby?” I shake my head and look over at her. She’s standing in front of me, placing my food on the table.

“Thank you, Angel.” I lean up and kiss her.

“Thank you for your help, Rose,” she says as she starts picking up all the empty sacks.

“Oh, no problem. You guys better save room for dessert. Samantha made cookies, and they are delicious.” She walks out the door, taking her lunch with her.

“You made cookies?” I look at Angel.

“Yep. I made them at your parents’ house while we were going over wedding stuff.”

I just shake my head, trying to ignore the word wedding. She’s unbelievable.

“What kind of cookies?” Micah asks.

“I made snicker doodles, chocolate chips, and my favorite, peanut butter.” She sits down in a chair beside me.

“You made three different kinds of cookies?” I ask, astonished.

She shrugs. “I didn’t know what kind you guys would like, so I made a variety.” She smiles up at me before she pours dressing over her salad. I take a glance around the room to see all the guys are looking at her in awe.

I reach over and pull her hair back off the side of her face. She turns and looks at me, giving me a soft smile. I reach up with my other hand and lean over, giving her one long kiss before pulling away. She pulls away with a blush on her face. I look up and realize I just kissed her intimately in front of everyone in the room. All my coworkers look in awe. I give a smug smile.

“So, Sam,” my dad starts. “How were the women at my house? Were they getting anything accomplished?”

“No,” she shakes her head as she laughs lightly. “Holly can’t make a decision on anything.”

“Tell me about it,” Micah says. “I just proposed last night, and already our phone is ringing off the wall. If my mom’s not calling our house, her mom is calling our house. She has little sticky notes all over our house with colors and patterns and stuff I didn’t even knew you needed for a wedding.” Everyone laughs.

“Yeah, well the phone rang off our walls last night too with either Holly calling or her mother calling,” my dad says as he takes a bite of quesadilla.

“She is having some trouble, but once she decides on a color the rest will start to fall together,” Angel assures them.

“I hope so,” Micah sighs.

That’s all he has talked about today. He’s stressed with all of this wedding stuff. I don’t know why. It’s not like he has to pick out anything, plus they just got engaged last night.
He has a long way to go.

“Sam, how did you and Slade meet?” I look up to see Tom looking at Angel, waiting for her to answer him.

“We met at a bar,” is all she says as she picks through her salad.

Tom nods his head. “Are you from here?”

She looks up at him for a second, then reaches for her bottle of water. I can tell she is uncomfortable with where these questions are headed.

“Angel moved here a few months ago,” I answer for her.

“Are you just here for work?”

“No. I’m here to stay.” I watch her give him a tight smile.

“Angel is a big football fan.”

I watch their eyes go big. Most girls I know are not into football. However, my Angel is not like any other girl.

“Really? You guys going to any games this year?”

I start filling them in about our upcoming game. She doesn’t look at me while she takes a bite of her salad, but she does tap my foot under the table in a silent thank you. When she’s done eating, she gets up to throw her trash away and walks out of the room.

“Dude, she’s hot!” I look up to see Jake nodding his head.

“I know. And she’s mine, so leave her alone.” I give him a threatening smile.

Before anyone else can say anything, she walks in with a big tray of cookies in her hand. As soon as she sets them down, they grab at them like vultures and she laughs

“Would you mind if we come up to Larry’s tonight to have a few beers?” I ask as I pull her to my lap.

“Of course not,” she shakes her head lightly.

I take a quick look around to check that the guys are busy visiting and eating up all the cookies. “Hmmmm,” I whisper in her ear as I run a hand up her thigh. “I want you for dessert, Angel.”

“I want you too,” she whispers, nibbling on her lip.

“How about we go to my office?” I pull back to look in her eyes as she nods her head.

She stands up and straightens her dress. “Well I’m going to get out of here. You guys have a good day.” She walks to the door and turns around. “Oh, and let Slade know which cookies are your favorite, and I’ll make you guys some more.”

They all say their thanks as she walks out, and I have to sit in my chair for a few seconds due to my huge hard on in my pants. After a few deep breaths, I get up and leave without telling anyone where I’m going.

I walk in my office, sit down, and look up at her as she stands in front of my chair, leaning against my desk. I can’t help but run my eyes up and down her body. I stand slowly and lean in to kiss her. I feel her body press up against mine as she moans in my mouth. I run my hands down her back and over her tight round ass, cupping her thighs as I lift her up on to my desk.

Her hands move to stop me, and she pulls away from my lips. “Is your door locked?”

“No.”

“Then we should stop. Or you should go lock it.”

Easy decision.

I go lock the door and come back to stand in front of her. She presses her hand against my slacks as she brings her mouth to whisper in my ear. “I want you, baby. Here, right now.”

She nibbles on my earlobe as I reach into my drawer and pull out my wallet to grab a condom. Before she can say anything, I shove her back up against the wall and pull her skirt up.

I moan in her hair as I cup her pussy and find no panties. “Fuck, Angel.”

“Surprise,” she whispers as she smiles against my lips.

I pull my cock out and slide the condom on. She reaches down to take me in her hand, but I grab it, stopping her. I grab her other hand, then pin them both above her head. I use my free hand to guide my cock inside her wet pussy. I exhale as I shove deep inside with one quick movement.

“Slade,” she tries to say quietly, but I’m sure it is loud enough for Rose to hear. I don’t care though. I keep my cock in her as I lower my head to her ear.

“Yes, Angel,” I whisper.

Her body shivers as she pants. I pull out slowly and slide back in, letting myself feel every inch of her. She’s so tight that I have to grit my teeth. I want to take her hard and fast, giving her what I know she wants, but I want to savor the feel of her wrapped around me.

She lays her head in the crook of my neck. “Slade,” she moans.

“Yes?” I pick her left leg up and hold it against my hip.

“Please,” she bites down on my neck, sending a shiver down my body.

I pull out and thrust back into her, hard. “Is that what you want?” I demand.

She doesn’t speak, just whimpers against my neck as I do it again, and again, and she lays her head back on the wall, closing her eyes while she pants.

I slow down, I want to feel every bit of her as I slide in and out of her hot, tight sex. It wraps around my cock perfectly. I feel her tighten around me as I pull out gently, then ram back in, bringing a whimper out of her. I pick up the pace, and I feel her body tighten up.

“Slade,” she pants. Her head is still tilted back, and her eyes are closed.

I cover her mouth with my own to swallow her cries as her body finds its release. Feeling her body tighten around mine has me finding my own release. I pull away from her, and I feel her body sag. We stand there for a few more minutes as I hold her up. I’m thankful for the wall behind us to help me out. If it were not there, we would be lying on the floor right now.

“Can you stand?” Her eyes are heavy as she opens them to look at me.

“No.” Her voice is soft as she lays her head on my chest. “I just want you to take me to your house,” she sighs. “I want to lay in bed with you. And open a bottle of wine. And stay there the rest of the day.”

“That sounds amazing, Angel. We will do that this weekend,” I promise.

She lifts those green eyes to meet mine. “Okay.”

I pull down her dress as I give her a gentle kiss. I turn and discard the condom in the wastebasket. “I should be home by six. Will you already be gone for work by then?”

“Yes, I want to run by my house first and get a few things.”

I want to just tell her to move in; that I want to make my house our home, but I know that it’s too fast for her, so I let it go.

She leans over and kisses me. “Have a good day, baby.”

“I will now.”

I watch her ass as she waves and walks out the door. As I sit down in my chair, my mind wanders to how much my life has changed since I met her. I’ve never wanted to be around a woman very often. Well, unless it involves sex.

She’s different, though. I’m captivated by her. She’s beautiful...and kind...and loving...God, she has a big heart. She wants everyone to always be happy and smiling, even when she’s not. Just the thought of her makes me happier than I have ever known.

And she’s all mine!

I want her to stay mine forever. I want to give her the world which is hard because she’s so independent. I lean my head back and let out a frustrating sigh.

I have got to quit thinking about her!

She takes up my every thought with that breathtaking smile, those soft lips and those beautiful green eyes. Her skin is as smooth as silk...her soft long hair hat I love to run my hands through...

Get yourself together for fuck’s sake!

I need to get back to work.

*****

The rest of the day goes as I expected it would, filled with nothing but Angel. All I think about is how I have come to love her. I don’t have a doubt in my mind that what I’m feeling is love, and it is an amazing feeling, knowing that I have found someone I want to share everything with. I have never felt lonely fucking around, but if she were to leave me, I would finally know loss.

As I turn on the lights in my house, I pull out my phone to call Josh. “Hey, what are you up to tonight?”

“Nothing, why? Do you have something in mind?”

“Yes, actually. Holly and Angel have to work tonight, so Micah and I are going up there to hang out and have a few beers. Want to join us?” I ask, walking into the bedroom to change my clothes.

“That sounds good. What time you guys going?” He yawns.

“About an hour from now.”

“Okay, see you then.”

I sit on the bed for a minute, thinking about my angel. I can still smell her perfume, and it makes me smile. I walk in the bathroom and notice all her stuff neatly placed on the corner of the countertop. I need to clean out a couple of drawers for her. I can’t expect her to stay here if I don’t give her space to put her stuff.