“You gonna tell me why you’ve tripled the guys out there?”
“I’m working on a very dangerous project and won’t risk your safety. Or Amelie’s. It’s just a precautionary step and I need you to cooperate with them at all times, mom.” There’s no way I can tell her I’m protecting her from the chance her own son could use her against me to draw information about an international terrorist. Jade walks in, distracting us both from any further conversation.
“Don’t be gone so long this time, son.” My mom places a kiss on my cheek and moves to Jade, where she embraces her tightly. I’ll admit, today tugged on my heart, seeing all three of these women interact with each other. The happiness gleamed from my mom’s eyes, because all she’s ever wanted was for her children to find someone who loved them and be happy. She knows I’ve found it with Jade. She knew it when I talked on the phone about her. That’s something I’ve never done with any of my other relationships. With all the questions she’s slung at Jade today, I suspect she knows why I’ve fallen for her.
I’ve put on a damn good act for everyone today. Thank Christ for that. If she knew how fucked up my body was or the shit I’ve been through, that spark would die out of her. No goddamn way will I do anything to bring her any more pain. I’m barely containing the pain inside of me myself. It’s mainly emotional pain at this point, but I’m beginning to think that may be worse than anything physical. Now, I’m just ready to go home and crawl inside my woman to forget everything that’s stressing me the hell out.
“Next week, mom,” I respond then lift my chin at Amelie, who’s on her phone, standing on the porch.
I slide into my Jeep next to Jade, who’s buckling up her seatbelt. “Thanks for picking her up for me.” I give my thanks once again to the two of them for going and getting my ride for me. I crank the engine and god, does she purr like the sweet little machine she is.
“You can cut the acting now that we're alone.” Jade’s angry voice detonates through the small confinement of my Jeep as I pull away from the house.
“Not acting with you. It was all for them and you know it. Am I hurting? Fuck, yes, I am. My back is killing me.” I decide to let her know exactly where I’m hurting before she has the chance to ask.
“No pain anywhere else?” Her wide eyes stare at me suspiciously from the passenger seat. She’s not only talking about my physical pain here, she’s digging. I can tell she wants to know if I’m in pain or feeling guilty about lying to her today.
I knew the minute I fucked up on that plane by barely being able to choke out a damn lie. Funny how you can hide all signs of lying to everyone else in your life, but when it comes to the one person you care about the most, all sense of ability flies out the goddamn window.
“My cock,” I say sarcastically, hoping like hell it will put her in a better mood. I get why she’s all uptight, but she can cut her act as well. If she’s pissed, then fucking tell me.
I need her feisty attitude, her out-of-control mouth, and I need her to say what’s on her mind. Not hold it in. Granted, we haven’t been alone for her to challenge me in the way I know she wants to, but fuck, I’m all ears now.
Then I need her support on this when I lay the bombshell out on the table. She won’t agree to stay behind, so I can’t share the details with her. This situation is more dangerous than I thought. I’m damn lucky to even be breathing her in for the next few days before I face the insanity. Jade is not the one in charge here. I am when it comes to this shit, and she is not fucking going on this mission. She is staying here where I know she’s safe. I’ll haul her sexy ass to the compound and tie her ass up if I have to.
“You tell me what the hell is going on, and I’ll relieve the pain in your cock.” There she is. The one I’ve fallen for. The smart-mouthed woman who's been holding back her hostility and anger all damn day.
“I told you all I can, Jade.” She exhales deeply, and I wait for it. Her spark is building and her anger is igniting while all I have to say is… bring it on. May as well get this shit done now, because the minute we step through the door of her apartment, I’m feasting on her. I’ll fuck her with my mouth until she screams, then I’ll turn around and fuck her some more. That’s how desperate I am to linger inside of her. I crave the feeling of her grip on me when we’re together. The aching anticipation of feeling her love me, and then the sound of her crying out my name makes me push harder on the gas petal.