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“Why?”
“Because it looked like there were some fancy plants and shit and I wanna see it. Got a problem with that, darlin’?”
I huffed. “Fine.”
We didn’t talk as I walked out the front door with him close on my heels, then down the front porch stairs. I had just turned the corner down the long walkway that was covered with a pretty wooden trellis and grapevines which would lead us to the backyard when Connor grabbed my hand, spun me around, and planted a kiss on my lips.
I pushed against his chest and he let me pull away, both of us panting. “We can’t kiss here,” I hissed, glancing down the walkway, hoping we were far enough away no one would’ve happened to walk by right when he kissed me.
He pushed me back against the side of my uncle’s house. “This walkway is at least forty feet, and everyone is down at the other end of the lawn. The risks are minimal as long as you’re quiet.” His eyes blazed with an intense level of desire that no man had ever given me before. From our very first encounter, he’d looked at me like this. He always saw all of me—all my desires, all my fears, all my vulnerabilities—even when I didn’t want him to.
How did he do that?
We hadn’t even known each other that long and yet the idea of taking this risk with him lit my whole body up like a bonfire. I glanced down the path. He was right. Most people were on the other end of the yard and wouldn’t have reason to come down this way.
But I was still hesitant. The fact that my panties were soaked was a surefire sign that a part of me wanted to give it a try, but the exact location held me back.
I nibbled my lip, trying to find the nerve to tell him what I wanted when he put his fingers under my chin and tilted it up until I was forced to meet his gaze.
“You want to, don’t you?” He smirked like he already knew the answer, which, of course, he did.“I bet you’d love it if I undid the buttons of your jeans and slid my hands into your panties. I bet you’re already soaked for me, aren’t you?”
My eyes flared, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of saying yes. Even if I wanted him to touch me like that, there’s no way I could get into it here. Somehow the bar bathroom on that first night hadn’t bothered me, but knowing my uncle, of all people, or one of his friends could catch me made my stomach curl with dread. I guess the good girl in me wasn’t entirely banished.
His hand slid to the back of my neck even as his gaze seemed to burrow into mine. His touch was soft, and there was something in his eyes that had my heart racing.
“Connor,” I said, my voice a hoarse whisper.
He leaned forward, his body barely brushing mine and our mouths almost touching. His gaze was fierce and his brown eyes swirled with an emotion I’d never seen on his face before. “You’re a miracle, Jenna. Do you know that?”
I couldn’t find my voice; it was trapped somewhere in my throat, blocked by all the emotion I was trying not to let spill out.
“My world was dark—pitch fucking black—until the minute you laid eyes on me in that bar.” He snapped his lips shut like he was afraid of giving too much away, but he already had.
This wasn’t just sex for him, was it? There was something more going on between us, even if I wanted to pretend there wasn’t.
I was about to speak, although I honestly had no idea what words would tumble out of my mouth when laughter filtered through the window next to us—the open window. All it would take is one person getting closer to the window for us to be discovered.
I couldn’t let my uncle find out this way. I hoped he’d never find out at all.
My eyes must’ve given away my panic because a look akin to pain and doubt crossed Connor’s handsome face before he stepped back.
He gestured down the path that would lead us to the backyard. “After you.”
I couldn’t tell if it was disappointment in his voice or something else. A part of me wanted to ask, but a bigger part was too afraid of what his answer would be.
Whether he meant to or not, Connor had shifted the axis of this arrangement with his words, and I wasn’t sure we would ever be able to go back to where we’d been before.
DON’T EYE FUCK YOUR NEW SUPERVISOR’S NIECE
CONNOR
I’d almost confessed. I’d almost told her I was falling—had fallen already—for her. But then I’d remembered why my world had been so dark before her, and all the words blew away like dust in the wind. I couldn’t formulate my thoughts or push anything else. It’s like the second I thought about the ambush and my life before my honorable discharge, every thought and feeling went on lockdown. Maybe it was a protective mechanism. I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that Jenna was making me want more than I’d wanted in a very long time. She made me grateful I hadn’t died that day.
At the same time, I was trying to come to grips with the way this woman had so quickly changed my life. This choke hold she had on me wasn’t normal.
I wasn’t a guy who got attached to women. I’d learned that lesson years ago when the one woman I put effort into ended up fucking another soldier. She didn’t want me; she just wanted any soldier she could sink her claws into.
But I knew in my bones Jenna wasn’t like any of the women I’d met in my life. She was loyal, strong, and fierce when she wanted to be. She owned me more with every breath she took. Voices in the backyard picked up the closer we got, and I heard her uncle calling for her.
