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“And you do?” He asked.
I could already see a fight between us, and my father waking up to us yelling at each other.
“No,” I said. “I don’t. I just don’t want to be caught off guard like that again. Let’s just take things slowly.” I still didn’t want to tell him about the pregnancy, and I figured it was best to keep him at arm's length.
Brody nodded in such a business-like way that I almost sneered in disgust at him. For a brief moment, I wanted to call off the relationship again.
Yet I wanted him more than anything, so I didn’t. He was the first man who could take on my father, and the first man I had seen to save him too. Brody was everything I wished him to be, at least, as a protector. My lust for him was hard to differentiate from my love for him though, and I didn’t want to just mistake sex for love.
Was he just a cold hearted protector, or was he really the one for me?
Brody got up, and I could already tell he was back to business.
“So,” he was saying, “your father found the mole. And killed him.”
The entire situation with my father was enough to distract me from the confusion of being in love with someone like Brody. “Of course, he did,” I said haughtily.
Brody took my hand. The warmth of it was enough to make me forget about everything, and live in the moment.It’s like, I want to be with him, but I can’t get past who he really is. And still, he makes me forget every time.
Dumbly, I turned to Brody and smiled at him. We kissed tenderly. Then I remembered that my father was lying unconscious in the same room.
“We should probably get away,” I said to Brody. Already, I could feel the heat between my legs, and I wanted to ravage him. Since when had I become such an emotional windmill!!! Yes, no, I hate him, I love him. What was I, 16?
Brody, however, disappointed me. “We have to wait,” he protested. Love and lust is like this game of cat and mouse where sometimes two lovers don’t quite sync up. I wanted the upper hand but, by the tone of his voice, I knew that Brody was in control.
I could just imagine his hot breath against my neck, his sure handed touch all over my breasts and legs. I had to temper myself, though. He wasn’t going to take me here, in front of my father, and he was going to take me for his on his own time.
“He’ll be out for a while,” Brody said, looking at my father, as if Brody could sense that I wanted him to take me. “We just have to wait for the attending doctor to get here.”
I sensed a hint of impatience.What was he going to do with me when we finally did get away?I tried to get a glimpse at what he had beneath his belt, but he was slick and moved in such a way that I knew he wasn’t going to let me see.
Finally, a young man arrived, huffing and red.
“Sorry Mr. Whitlock,” he said. “I had a little bit of trouble getting the right address to this place.”
“Never mind that,” Brody said dismissively. “Just watch this man, and make sure that nothing happens to him. Braden will protect you.” Brody pointed at Braden and the doctor nodded fearfully. “Remember,” Brody said, “if anything happens to Mr. King, it’s your ass that’s on the line.”
The young doctor nodded profusely, and I just loved how men feared my man. He was the only one who could strike as much fear in men’s hearts as my father did.
14
BRODY
She was definitely out of it.
I wanted her, but I didn't want to just take advantage of Frank’s daughter. I was someone who struck fear in the hearts of men, but I wasn’t a slime ball. Money comes with its benefits, sure, but I wanted her to want me for me.
I could sense her lust though. She wanted me, the way she looked at me, and I needed to take care of that.You have to wait.
I personally drove her to one of my houses near Frank’s now gone compound. I was already thinking about how to recover the loss of that asset - Frank’s properties weren’t really his, they were mine. Most of what he had was me, but I wasn’t one to just take it from him because he had issues with me being with his daughter.
When we arrived at my place, a small house tucked within one of Chicago’s suburbs, I stopped her before she could even kiss me. It was no secret what was going to happen between us, but I needed to do the right thing.
“Adriana,” I said. “Your father is in a real mess. I know he thinks he killed the mole, but I’m not too sure. There’s more than one man who want him dead.”
She looked at me with the most tension I had seen on her yet. “You took me away to tell me people want him dead?!” She was starting to get mad, and I had to bring her to her senses. This was so unlike her, that I could tell something was different about her.But what?
Perhaps it was the fact that her father had just been shot, but it felt like she was hiding something from me. Even though I wanted to know, I decided against pushing. I just needed to be there for her.
