Page 6 of Guilty For You


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Fox spun around as Blaine flew out the front door and pressed me back into the wall. “Stay. Here.”

“Please don’t.” I begged, pushing against his strong body to no avail. “Please.” I begged. “He’ll get hurt!” I cried.

I knew my brother did illegal things with his MC and I’d seen him fight a dozen or more times, so I knew he could hold his own. But JJ’s crew was bigger than just him and Fox.

“I got him.” Fox said pushing me back against the wall again as I fought him. “Delilah!” He yelled, pressing his large body against mine until I had no choice but to be still against him. “I promise you; I’ve got his back. Nothing bad will happen to him.”

“Paxton, let’s go!” Blaine yelled from outside as he started up his motorcycle.

“Paxton?” I asked but he shook me off.

“Stay inside.” He said and his eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips as I bit my bottom one and sucked it into my mouth to stop myself from yelling at him like I wanted to.

“Fox.” I groaned, tightening my hands in his shirt against his stomach, “Please don’t go,” I begged, “Just get him and come back inside and just let it go.”

His nostrils flared and he swallowed, “No one bother’s you, D. Not on your brother’s watch. And sure as fuck not on mine.” He growled and then backed up and walked out the front door without a backwards glance.

What the fuck just happened. I sagged and then ran for the front door and watched as he threw his leg over his large motorcycle and looked at me, “Inside, D.” He yelled over the roar of his loud pipes. “Now!” He pointed at the house, and I backed up into the doorway.

Blaine nodded to me and then took off, with Fox roaring down the street behind him.

“Fuck!” I screamed and then went back inside and locked the door behind me.

Hours later I woke up, sensing that a noise or something disturbed me, but I couldn’t remember what it was. I laid there still as a statue and listened for it again, and then I heard it.

Breathing.

Not mine.

I bolted up right in my bed and gasped when I saw a shadowy figure sitting in the chair next to my bed.

“Shh, D.” Fox’s deep voice rumbled through the darkness, and I gasped for breath in alarm.

“What are you doing here?” I hissed and looked over at the clock on my end table.Four am.“Where’s Blaine?” I ripped my blanket off and threw my legs out of bed in panic. If Fox was here, that meant that Blaine wasn’t.

“Shh,” he said, leaning forward to put his hands on my arms and push me back into bed. “He’s passed out on the couch downstairs.”

I took a deep breath and stared at him in confusion. “He’s okay?” I asked finally.

“Perfect as a peach.” He smirked and I could see his white teeth in the darkness as he leaned back into the chair.

I swallowed and ran my hand through my long hair, pushing it out of my face. “What are you doing up here then?” I asked.

“Fuck if I know.” He sighed and ran his hand over his jaw, and then paused. “You should get back in bed.” He said leaning forward to pick the blanket up off the floor before holding it out for me. “Cover up.”

“Why?” I took the blanket from his hand and shivered when our fingers touched.

“D.” He groaned, “Cover up.” He was close enough now that I could see his eyes through the darkness and noticed he was staring at my chest.

I looked down and found the loose sleep tank I wore to bed hanging off one shoulder, showing a large portion of my right boob to the mysteriously sexy man.

“Oh.” I grabbed the strap and pulled it back up my shoulder, but both of my nipples were hard and visible through the thin fabric. I grabbed the blanket and covered my chest with it in embarrassment.

He sighed and scrubbed his hand over his face again, “Go back to sleep.” He yawned, “Everyone is safe for the night.”

“And what about you,Paxton?” I asked, as he leaned back in the chair with a glare, “Aren’t you tired?”

“Hmm.” He hummed and I watched as his eyelids closed and he laid his head back. “Don’t ever call me Paxton again, D. My name is Fox.”

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