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I snap out of my funk. “What?”
“The Embassy. I want you to take me there,” Isabelle demands. “Whatever this job is you have Javier doing is dangerous. Ana told me.”
“Did she?” I drawl. “Ana and I are going to have words about that.”
She gets up on her knees and I see she’s wearing one of my shirts. It’s enormous on her and one sleeve hangs down to her knees.
Stupid. Hot and stupid.
Isabelle walks to me and I hold my hand up. She slaps at me.
“I’m a virgin, not a leper,” she seethes and my lips twitch.
She fights her own smile, and I moan in response, wanting to pull her into my arms and kiss her. I want to lift her onto the desk beside me and spread her legs, waking her this morning as she deserves.
I want to sink my cock inside her channel, taste that strawberry and mint, and watch those pretty eyes feel the sensation of being filled for the first time and know that it was me inside her.
Me.
My cock.
Even though I have no right. Even though I do not deserve it. Even though it’s not mine to take.
I still fucking want it.
“Where is Javier?” Isabelle asks again, jutting a hip.
I sigh. She’s being argumentative since she’s upset. I reach for my phone on the table and tap the screen. “Sinaloa, hopefully.”
No calls.
“Come on, Decker, tell me what is going on.”
“Sure, I’ll tell you what’s going on,” I say, taking her by the hips and moving her out of the way so I can get into my bag. “First, I am not taking you to the Embassy. If you think the cartel can’t infiltrate it and get to you, you’re wrong.”
I rummage through the contents.
“Secondly, no, I am not telling you what is happening because it's none of your business.”
Ouch.
I spin around, my lips parting in surprise. “Did you just kick me?”
“Yes, because—”
She cries out as I grab her leg and twist us so she’s underneath me.
“Darlin’, just be careful. I may want to fuck you like a starving man, but I am a Marine on the run in a dangerous country. Surprising me like that could get a reaction from me and I could hurt you.”
I’m a warrior. A predator.
She needs to remember that.
Isabelle pants as our eyes remain locked. We stay like that for four or five breaths, both of us taking in the feel of our bodies pressed together and the fire throbbing between us.
That was a bad move on my part. Although my cock is pleased, pressing against her thigh.
“You wouldn’t hurt me,” she rasps.
