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“What does this make us?” I ask.
He seems to be in a talkative mood this morning, and I would love to ask for clarification. I haven’t really been sure where I stand with him. One minute, it’s comfortable and sexy, and I feel like being with him is perfection. The next minute, he is cold, closed off, and almost scary.
“We are what we are, Parker. You’re mine,” he simply states.
“And you’re mine.”
He doesn’t answer me, and I know this is a familiar conversation, but I want to know what he is to me. I want to know everything. I want him to be my boyfriend, and I don’t care how juvenile that sounds.
I want it.
“Sure,” he murmurs, but his eyes don’t meet mine.
I’m not sure what that means, but I decide to ignore it because when it comes to him, I find that I’ve been ignoring a lot of things, all of which are likely flaming red flags. Inhaling a deep breath, I give him a smile and shift to my knees before crawling over to him.
He watches me, not saying a word. Leaning over his body, I touch my lips to his. I don’t say anything, mainly because I’m not sure what to say. Instead, I slide my tongue across his bottom lip, then move to climb off the bed and head to the shower.
I have to get ready for work.
As I make my way toward the bathroom, I can’t help but give my hips a little more sway than I would normally because I can feel his eyes on me. He’s watching my ass as I walk through the room, and I love it.
When I start the shower, I hear a noise. My heart slams against my chest, and I turn around to find him standing in the doorway, his shoulder leaning against the jamb, his eyes focused on me. I don’t know how he got here so quickly. I haven’t even put my hair up in a bun or put on my face cream.
Wordlessly, he moves toward me, lifting his hands to cup my cheeks. His mouth touches mine in a sensual kiss. I feel his tongue swirl inside my mouth, then he takes a step backward and grins.
“Shower time,” he murmurs.
We take a shower, and much to my disappointment, he doesn’t touch me again. Even though I’m too sore to even think about it, I can’t deny that seeing him wet and naked makes my body feel all sorts of things.
In the end, I’m glad he didn’t, that we didn’t, because I’m almost late for work. Thankfully, nobody even notices me walking through the door, let alone that I am almost late to the office. That’s what happens when you lock yourself in your office and just work numbers all day long and don’t socialize much.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
WELLS
Coleman leans backin his chair and stares at me. I’m sitting across from him, coffee in hand, smelling the aroma and hoping it will wake me up. I wasn’t kidding when I said that Parker completely exhausted me.
I don’t know if I’m even going to be able to keep my eyes open the rest of the day. I’m thinking at some point, I’m going to need to take a goddamn nap to attempt to recover.
“So you claimed her as your own then?” he asks.
Shrugging a shoulder, I bring my cup to my lips and close my eyes as I inhale deeply before I take a sip. That coffee touches my soul, and I swear to God, if I had any cum left in my balls, I would make a fucking mess in my pants. It’s that goddamn amazing.
“I guess,” I say. “For now.”
“And what are you going to do if she ever finds out? You know, once Dad hears her last name, it’s fucking over for you.”
I hold my breath for a moment, then lean back in my chair. Lifting my leg, I place my ankle on my knee as I watch my brother. I’m trying to gauge him right now. I don’t know if he’s upset about Shiloh being killed.
I know that the fact they were cousins really pissed him off, as it would anyone, but I can’t tell if he really gives a fuck that she’s dead or not. Clearing my throat, I decide to end this conversation immediately.
“She finds out it’ll be nothing other than pure luck for me. It will end what we have, and I won’t have to worry about her ever coming back to look for me or wanting me again. So, yes, she’s my woman for now. Until I’m ready to move on, and then I’ll make sure she finds out the truth.”
Coleman lets out a laugh. “You’re fucking cruel.”
“Yeah,” I agree. “Necessary evil.”
He dips his chin, then I decide to switch to the topic of Shiloh. It seems like a good transition. I open my mouth to ask him how he’s doing when the door to his office flies open.
