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We drive into town in Blue’s fancy arse car, the same one he was in last night. Apparently, it’s some high spec armoured car, an Audi RS7, that him, Sully and Seb all have. When I ask him who Sully and Seb are, I’m surprised to learn that Sully is Rick, who they call Sully because of his surname, Sullivan, and Seb is their other partner in the business.
“So, if Rick is called Sully, I’m guessing Blue isn’t your real name?” I ask, as I shift in my seat so I’m facing him more. Watching his reactions, but all I get is a little smirk.
“What makes you think that, something wrong with the name Blue?” His face is all serious, but there’s a teasing tone to his words. Okay, if that’s the game he wants to play.
“Well, no, but…” I pause just long enough to see him flick his eyes to me, trying to read if I’m serious or not, “it’s not exactly, you know—”
“No, I don’t know. Not exactly what?” All trace of teasing is gone now, this is his serious voice. I stifle a laugh, but the bastard hears me, as I thought, eyes and ears like a fucking hawk. “Oh, you think you’re funny, huh. If I wasn’t driving right now, I’d span—” he cuts off abruptly, and I turn to see a frown cross his brows.
I don’t need to be a genius to work out what he was about to say. Before Sean I wasn’t afraid of a little spanking, but it’s been a long time since the thought of a rough hand slapping my arse turned me on. Blue, however, seems to have jump started my libido as it snaps awake and has me squeezing my thighs together at the thought of how good his hand on my body would feel. I have no idea what possesses me to do it, but I turn to face him.
“Is that right, pretty boy,” I say, my voice sultry as I lean over, I lower it to just above a whisper, “you’d like that wouldn’t you?” I watch his throat as he swallows, realising I know what he was going to say. He shifts slightly in his seat. “Guess what…it ain’t ever going to fucking happen.” Immediately moving back to my seat and looking out my window to avoid looking at him. I can feel his eyes on me, but I can’t look at his beautiful blues right now.
I give a mental fist bump to the return of my former sassy self. It feels good, more like the me before Sean came into my life and destroyed my very soul. Crushing and tearing down everything that made me, me. He’s taken too much from me, and I refuse to let him have anymore of me.
We travel the rest of the way in silence, the previous tension has ebbed away and it’s nice. I don’t look back to Blue until we pull up outside what looks like apartments, but the lower floor is made up of a bar and a restaurant.
This is not the usual tower block, in some run-down part of town, no, this is something else. There’s a freaking concierge, and someone coming down to park the car. Blue hands over the keys as he steps out before coming to my side and opening my door. Where I’m still sat in some sort of shock. I’m not stupid, I’ve stayed places like this with Sean, and yes, I’m being unfairly judgemental, but it’s just not what I expected when I look at Blue. Yes, he has an armoured car, but I just assumed it was a company car.
“What is this place?” I ask, taking his offered hand and stepping out of the car.
The building sits on the corner of two roads, with the front entrance at the apex of where the two corners of the building meet. On one side of the entrance is a bar, currently closed but looks to be the kind where if your name’s not down, you ain’t coming in. And the other side is a restaurant, and here was me thinking we’d go to some greasy spoon. He doesn’t let go of my hand as we walk up the steps to the entrance, where the concierge opens the door.
“Welcome back, Mr Hawkins,” he greets, tipping his head to Blue and offering me a smile. I smile in return, uttering a barely audible ‘good morning’.
The inside reminds me of a hotel with what looks like a reception desk but is actually a security desk, where a security guard sits. He is surrounded by a bank of CCTV screens. Off to the right are several lifts, with a small seating area, but we walk to the left, past the security guard to a single lift there. Blue’s long strides have me practically jogging to keep up as he’s still holding my hand, and I’m still none the wiser about where we’re going.
As we enter the lift, Blue pulls a key card from his back pocket, swiping it through the access panel. The doors close, and we begin to climb. There are no numbers displayed to indicate what floor we are heading to, and we don’t stop until we reach what seems to be the top floor.
When the doors open, I’m faced with an open plan living space that must cover nearly the whole top floor of the building. Wow! To the left of me, there a couple of steps that lead down to a curved, sunken lounge area, with cream leather seating set in semi-circles, and a large grey coffee table shaped like a pebble in the centre. The far wall has bi-folding doors from end to end leading to a balcony, with a small bar area, and seating around a fire pit. As I walk further in, I see a kitchen area with a breakfast bar to the right, and directly in front of me there is a large dining table and chairs. Just past the kitchen is a hall that must lead to the bedrooms and bathroom.
Blue lets go of my hand, “So, what do you fancy for breakfast then?” he asks, as he walks towards the kitchen. Looking over his shoulder when he realises I’m not following him. “You can close your mouth now. Come on, I’ll give you the big tour after we’ve eaten.”
He’s not wrong, my jaw was dragging on the floor. I’m kind of speechless, this is not what I was expecting at all.
I take a seat at the breakfast bar as Blue moves around the kitchen, gathering everything he needs from various cupboards. I watch shamelessly, especially when he gives me a great view of his arse in those jeans. They fit so snug to his toned backside, that I can almost see his glutes flexing with every move he makes.
He’s broad with powerful, well defined muscles that taper to a trim and toned waist, covered by another black t-shirt. I bet he has a six-pack and a happy trail leading to the most spectacular… Okay, knock it off.
Completely lost in my ogling, I hadn’t noticed Blue now stands on the other side of the breakfast bar in front of me, with two glasses of orange juice, the smell of bacon cooking, but here he stands with the cockiest smile on his face. He absolutely knows I was checking him out, but you know what, I don’t give a shit.
“Don’t get too excited, pretty boy,” I say, plastering a devilish smile on my face, while he quirks a brow at my nickname for him. “I’m not adverse to a little window shopping, doesn’t mean I want to buy it or even try it on for size. One of them for me?” I ask, pointing at the drinks in his hands and winking at him. Damn. What is it about this guy that makes my lips so loose and me lose all self-preservation of life because I’m pretty sure he could crush me with one hand.
The cocky grin on his face doesn’t even falter, taking a step forward and placing the drink in front of me forces him to lean closer. My back straightens, and I lift my chin, giving him the impression I’m not afraid. But I’m very afraid. Not of him but of what he does to me, and how he makes my body react to him. My thighs automatically come together, and I feel my nipples harden at the hooded look in his eyes.
“Oh, Bambi.” He drops his eyes to my chest, a knowing look on his face. “Don’t kid yourself, you and I both know one taste would never be enough. Mmmm, the things I could do to your body would have you screaming for more and begging me to never stop. I’d own you.”
Those words reverberate around my brain, penetrating through the fog of lust that Blue created. It’s not the first time I’ve heard those words, but they never meant anything more than just possession in its rawest form. I thought I’d be disgusted hearing them again, from another man no less, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. The way Blue said them has me tied up in knots, not from fear or anger but with want, and that confuses the hell out of me.
The soft caress of fingers on my cheek brings me back, “Hey, where did you go? I lost you for a second there.” I look at him and take a swim in the deep blue depths of his eyes. It’s like they’ve hypnotised me, drawing me in closer and closer, lips just a breath apart. A blaring siren has me jumping back, and the smell of smoke and burnt bacon assaults my nose.
“Shit!” Blue spins away, grabbing a tea towel as he turns off the hob, moving the pan to the sink, then waving the towel at the fire alarm. I attempt to curb a giggle, not very successfully. Blue eyes me over his shoulder, he looks pissed, but I’m not sure if it’s aimed at me, or the burnt bacon.
Deciding it’s probably best to remove myself from the firing line, I tell him I’m going to go sit in the lounge, grabbing my drink as I leave. If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen, and that kitchen was definitely packing some heat.
On my way to the lounge I check out the view, it’s stunning. I also notice that the balcony wraps around the whole of the outside, and I spot a hot tub too.
Stepping down into the lounge area, I place my drink on the pebble coffee table and take a look around. The artwork on the walls is a little dark and unusual, but I find I quite like it. I don’t see any photos except one on the far wall, as I draw closer and the picture becomes clearer, I realise it’s of a group of army soldiers. I recognise two of the three front and centre. Blue stands in the middle with his arm around the two either side of him, Rick being the one on the left. I don’t know the other guy on the right, but I’m not at all surprised they’re ex-army. They look close, and I wonder if the third guy is Seb, Blue and Rick’s other colleague.
