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It’s a normal conversation. Not what I’ve come to expect from a man like him.
From the men my brother associates with.
More so, after he confessed to hurting Dad and Alton. That my home now is with him.
What should’ve been shocking isn’t, and I’m finding myself being swept away by a deep sense of relief. I’m not upset with him about either one. It’s the opposite.
With my hand over my heart, I can say that I’m happy right where I am. With him.
I’ll even confess to wishing I’d been a fly on that wall when it happened.
What does that say about me?
I can’t think about that now because what comes to mind is worrisome. I’ve never been a vengeful person, but ever since meeting Malcolm, it’s something that comes to mind from time to time. A churning thought that fills me with the need to see them pay.
If I go back home, how long would it be before Alton’s abuse turns sexual?
Focusing on Malcolm again, I push the fear of that thought away and shake off the darkness it brings. Instead, I admire how casual my date’s dressed. Not that I don’t appreciate him in a suit, but there’s something extra sexy about a man in joggers and a T-shirt combo. For some reason those grey sweatpants he’s wearing have become a weakness.
It’s sporty, yet accentuates his solid form. That, and each time his arms wrap around me from behind, I feel him. Every solid inch.
Thank God the area we’re in is almost empty and he’s staying close. Because for as much as the man is possessive of me, I find myself feeling the same.
“Aren’t you going to try?” His voice is sexy. Smooth as whiskey.
“I like watching you instead.”
His eyes meet mine, and there’s a hint of something dangerously provocative flash in them. “You like to watch?”
“You?” I give him a coy look from under my lashes. “All the time.”
“Dangerous creature,” he mutters, but I hear. Also notice the flex of his cock when he turns to me, wet hand at his side while taking the remaining steps between us. Malcolm presses the entire front of his body to mine, and the room becomes hot. An inferno of desire only he can bring forth.
“I’m not the dangerous one here.” It sounds needy even to my own ears.
“You know, one day I’ll forget the definition of the word slow and just take you.”
“I never said we had to go at a snail’s pace, if you…Malcolm!” I find myself with my back to his chest and a secure arm around my hips where he lifts me with ease. My feet are a couple of inches off the ground and I can’t help the giggles coming out of me.
We look ridiculous.
The few people mingling around just look at us while he not so casually walks me out of the aquarium without another word. He doesn’t stop, not when someone recognizes him and asks to have a word, nor when the pathway from the aquarium to the planetarium fills with people.
He’s like Moses and the sea of people make room for the rich lunatic holding his date like a toy down the pathway.
It’s not until we come to the Adler entrance that I sober a bit. It’s closed.
“Hey, you can put me down now. I can walk back to the car.”
“Back to the car?” Instead of releasing, he just turns me around in his arms. Like a ragdoll, he manipulates my much-smaller frame to his liking, and I find myself enjoying it. Feeling delicate and at his mercy is sexy. “Are you ready to call this date over?”
His brow creases, and I reach up with my thumb to smooth it out. Don’t like him upset. “Not at all, but we can go somewhere else too.”
“I’m so lost, Twirl.”
“The sign says closed for the general admission crowd.”
“Oh, that. Fuck, you’re adorable.” A soft smile graces his mouth and I can’t stop myself, pressing mine to his for a small kiss. “Can I get another?”
