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ChapterTen
Saffron
I ached.
From my toes up to my pussy. The sweet ache between my thighs was all I could think about when I woke up with the early morning light streaming in. Everything ached.
Lachlan hadn't given me much rest last night, but he had been very thorough about sex. I wasn't sure my pussy was going to survive the day. Walking was going to be difficult.
Last night after the second time, he'd gone to get me water and an ibuprofen, ostensibly because we’d had a bit to drink, but that pain reliever was coming in handy this morning, and when I tried to stretch, it didn't hurt that bad. I just had that low thrumming hum in my vagina. Like I had been up to no good.
You have and we liked it.
God, I liked him, and that was really, really dangerous.
I needed to find my phone.
I was as quiet as I could be, sneaking around his bedroom. None of my clothes were up here, but I did manage to swab some toothpaste over my teeth and tongue and found a washcloth to wash my face. And then I snuck downstairs.
I knew what it looked like.
It looked like I was running away. And I wasn't running exactly. I was walking. It wasn’t like I wanted to go. I wanted to stay. I was so tempted to let him make me breakfast. To maybe go for another round.
But in the early hours before dawn, I could see how my brother would react to this. I could see him losing his shit. Last night Lock was everything I needed. But my life, the craziness of it, I'd had to keep him in the dark. Lie. And he already saw too much. Lying to someone like him was not going to be easy. He would demand answers that I couldn't give, and he would eventually leave.
Or maybe you could just give it a shot. Get more sex. And maybe you just tell him that you have one of those jobs that you can't tell him what you do. Maybe he'll be okay with that.
I glanced around at my surroundings again. The rich details, the furnishings, the artwork. He was the kind of bloke who would ask questions. He wouldn't be comfortable being in the dark. I couldn’t keep him.
Finally dressed again in my walk-of-shame outfit, I found my phone and texted Tabs.
Saff:On my way to you.
Tabs:OMG. Get your slutty arse over here and tell me everything!
I checked the time. It was barely four o'clock. I’d be smart and get a car.
I was so tempted to go back upstairs. Even knowing that was a bad idea.
Maybe if you can't kiss him, at least leave a note so he's not worried.
Right.
I was just going to leave him a quick note because I didn't want him to worry. I could hear the bullshit in my own thoughts. I wanted him to find me again. But that was a terrible idea.
If he came looking for me, Gabe would have several very large men end his life.
But I couldn't not say anything. So I found a piece of paper and a pen on the coffee table and scribbled a note. Thank you for the first aid. And then leaving my shoes off, I tiptoed back upstairs, which I knew was a risk, but still. I left it on the nightstand on my side of the bed then tiptoed back down the stairs. I found my shoes, and with one last look, I let myself out.
Outside of his building, my car was already waiting. I had to resist the urge to run back upstairs and throw caution to the wind and give no fucks, because that wasn't my life. I didn't do things like that. I didn't have one-night stands with strangers. And I sure as hell didn't have relationships with strangers. There was no way this could work between us. It was just untenable, and I needed to see that. And if I dicked around anymore with his emotions, he was likely to end up maimed or dead. Everything would be better if I just stayed the fuck away. So sadly, I gave the driver Tab's address and walked away.
Forever.
Leaving was the only way to protect him and my heart.
