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I don’t know how I manage to stay silent, but my head feels like it’s about to explode. I grip his wrist under the blanket, holding him still as my orgasm slips away and I finally inhale sharply and then swallow.
Nash must think it’s because of whatever is going on in the movie I’m not watching because he just grins at me.
Nok places his hand on my thigh but stays silent. His fingers are wet. I’m wet. I’d be surprised if the mattress beneath my ass wasn’t wet.
I should return the favor, but when I reach for the button of his jeans, he gently guides my hand away and holds it for a moment between us. When he releases me, his hand goes back to my thigh for a while. I don’t push it. Why would I? He said no.
We continue watching the movie like nothing happened while I sit uncomfortably in sodden panties.
Ugh.
After twenty minutes I have to get up to use the bathroom. I can’t take it anymore. It’s too uncomfortable.
“I’ll be right back,” I say quietly and look for which side to climb from. Either way I’ve got to climb over a guy if neither of them move.
Nok moves his legs and I feel his eyes on me as I grip the side of the truck bed and hop out. Landing well enough but with nowhere near as much grace as Nok had when he did it.
I make my way to the food truck and head to the bathrooms around back to do my business. I clean myself up, wash my hands and look at my reflection in the mirror. Jade green eyes stare back at me shadowed by black lashes, coated with mascara. My makeup is usually always minimal. I don’t typically wear foundations and such because it rubs off on the inside of my bike helmet.
“What are you doing?” I hiss at myself in the mirror. This wasn’t part of the plan. I’m not supposed to enjoy his touch. I tap my cheek and shake my head. “Focus. Don’t get attached. It hurts to get attached.”
Fuck.
I exit the bathroom and the light from within spills across the gravel and the trees in the distance.
“Good evening, little lady,” comes an unfamiliar male voice from my right.
I look at the sheriff in his beige uniform, a flashlight in hand pointed at my legs, likely so it doesn’t blind me. “Evening, officer.”
My heart is racing.
“You’re new in town.”
“Just moved here with my mom and sister, sir.”
“Like your manners, you were raised correct. Bet your mom is proud.” He takes a step closer to me and instinctively I take one back. My skin crawls. I don’t like cops as it is but this one… he feels dangerous to me. There’s something about him. His pale eyes and the sallowness of his white skin. His eyebrows look like two skunks across his forehead, thick and bushy, start black and end white. I wonder if his hair is the same.
“Name’s Officer Deacon, know what number to call if you ever need anything.”
I nod but don’t speak or offer up my own name.
“Well, you run along now and enjoy your movie,” he shines his flashlight towards the path that leads back to the cars. “Stay safe out there, little mud shark.”
Mud shark?
His light gets higher suddenly and his smile fades. “Nokosi.”
Nok glares at the man, his hands balled into fists by his sides and both are trembling, with fury or fear I can’t be sure. They have history. I immediately want to know what.
“How’s school?”
“Have a great night, officer,” I say, placing my hand on Nok’s shoulder to try and guide him away. No good will come from whatever Nokosi desperately wants to say to this man.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” Nok growls at me, shrugging my hand off him.
I let it drop to my side and watch him stalk away, back to his car, every step showing how angry he is.
“Be careful with that one,” Officer Deacon warns, his brows pulled together. “He’s got anger issues. He’s done some nasty things in his time.”
“Thanks for the heads-up,” I mutter and skulk back to the truck where Nok is nowhere to be found.
I climb into the truck bed, using the wheel as a boost, and snuggle back under the covers leaving a gap between Nash and me.
“Where’s Nok?” he asks quietly.
“Haven’t seen him,” I lie and take some of the cola that he offers.
When he moves closer and tries to snake an arm around my shoulders, I shake my head and move further away. He looks dejected and I should feel bad, but I don’t owe him anything.
“Is it because I don’t smell as good as my younger brother?” he jests but I can hear the animosity there.
I shake my head again. “You’re too good for me, Nash. I’d only drag you down.”
