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Fuck, I wish I could pull her into my lap right now and comfort her like I used to do. I’d just hold her, leaning my seat all the way back and letting her lie on top of me. We’d make out, and she’d let me feel her up. My hands would travel along her curves, making her shiver.
I reach down to hit the button and push my seat back, so we can do just that. I’ll make her forget. I’ll make her not care about anything other than wanting my touch, but she speaks up, finally breaking the silence.
“I wanna be with you,” she says softly, catching me off guard. “But it doesn’t feel right, knowing what you do.” There’s so much pain in her voice.
I reach over and rest my hand on her thigh, tilting my head so I can see her.
“You aren’t supposed to know,” I tell her easily. “You think your sister knows what Tony does?” I ask her. I speak before thinking. I shouldn’t say shit about Tony and his job. He’s my enforcer. If Emma thinks it's wrong that I've killed a few men, she’d be horrified by the shit Tony’s done. “He’s in thebusiness.”
“I’m not getting into that. It’s her concern, not mine” Emma says with a hard edge. I didn’t expect that from her. And I don’t like it.
“You knew what I did before you got in this car, Emma.” I look straight ahead. Across the barrier is a parking lot to another shopping strip. It’s mostly empty since it’s so late, and all the stores are closed. “I can promise you, it’ll never come back to you.” I can say that in good faith. She’s safe with me.
Emma starts biting on her thumbnail, looking out of the window and thinking. I can practically see the wheels turning in her head. She’s so different from any other woman I’ve met.
Usually, it’s the lifestyle they want. That’s what attracts them to me. And precisely why I’m not interested.
She’s too good for me. I’ve always known that. I grip the leather steering wheel and clear my throat to get her attention.
“I have other businesses, too.” I have seventeen, to be exact. And the only one that has me crossing over into the grey areas of the law is the dope.
“You do?” Emma asks.
“Yeah, like this restaurant.” I nod to my left.
“You own this place?” she asks as she leans forward and looks out of the window. The warm yellow glow from the large bay windows out front spills onto the pure white snow falling around the building.
“Only fifty-one percent. But yeah, it’s mine. I own a few of 'em.” Her sassy little mouth parts open slightly, and then closes shut. “Now you’re impressed?” I ask her with a cocked brow.
She looks down at her hands in her lap and then back up at me. “Can you really blame me?” She’s smiling a little, which is a good sign. At least the shock is taking away from all that other shit.
I huff a laugh at her disbelief and then shift in my seat to face her. “I’m not a bad guy. And I don’t do stupid shit.”
She starts to say something at that last line, and I have to cut her off.
“Not when I can help it.” She looks at me warily and then settles down.
“I wanna be good for you though, Emma. I always have.”
“I don’t know.” She swallows thickly, and I can tell she’s so close to letting it go.
Don’t tell me no, sweetheart. Just give in.
“Come on in with me,” I tell her, taking her small hand in mine. She lets me bring her hand to my lips, and I kiss her knuckles. That gets me a small smile at least. “I just wanna feed you.”
Emma laughs gently, shaking her head and leaning the back of her head against the window but staring at me. “Don’t lie to me, Derek,” she says playfully.
“Me? I’d never lie to you.” My heart stutters in my chest. I’d keep the truth from her. That’s for damn sure. But I’ll never lie to her outright.
“You don’t just wanna feed me,” she says softly, biting her bottom lip.
“Oh yeah,” I say and lean forward, resting my hand on her thigh while still holding her other hand. My thumb rubs soothing circles on her wrist. “And what is it I wanna do to you then?” I ask her. I lean closer to her, daring her to say something. My lips are only an inch away from hers.
“You wanna fuck me,” she says in a breathy voice.
My cock hardens instantly. She’s right about that.
“Well, I wanna feed you first.” She smiles softly and then quickly gives me a peck before opening the door and sliding out, leaving me hard as fuck and wanting more.
