sprinkle of her old self to emerge.
“This isn’t about challenging your ‘I’m a tough guy persona’ truly it’s not. I’m just really concerned about you and me.” She watched him put on his clothes, but when he didn’t say anything she walked over to where he was buttoning up his shirt. He always looked so nice when he went out — nothing like she’d expect a biker or a drug dealer would dress. Jack had told her it was to fly under the radar when he needed to, but a man who looked like him and had the powerful aura he seemed to have would probably be hard to pull off as well as he thought it did. Not that she was going to say that because he’d been doing well until now, so who was she to judge?
He finished messing with his clothes and turned to look at her. The heat in his gaze as he moved it down her body like he was trying to commit it to memory was as thrilling as the first time they’d almost had sex in her flower shop with the door unlocked.
“Don’t try to distract me with your smoldering looks and sexy body,” she said as she lifted up on her tip toes and hugged him.
“Now who’s trying to distract from the topic?” he said as he cupped her ass.
“Stop. You’re going to make me all hot and bothered and with you rubbing me all over your clothes you’re going to smell like sex.”
“And that’s a bad thing, because?” He tucked his face against her neck and placed sucking, nipping kisses against it. All he was doing was making her get him even more saturated with her scent.
She pushed him back, but she giggled a little thinking that everyone he met in the next hour or so would be aware of what he’d been doing.
“Listen. I get that you’re a bit spooked. It could be you’re not as comfortable as you think with my… occupation and you’re just upping your sensors. When I first got started in the business, I thought everyone was a cop or trying to bust me, but they weren’t. It was just my over active imagination.” He gave her one more kiss and grind, and she pushed away from him.
Natalie went back to sit on the bed. “So that’s it, huh? My imagination is getting the best of me?”
“I’ve been waiting for us to have our first fight so we can really knock it out of the park with make-up sex, but I really have to go.” It looked like he wanted her to smile, but she couldn’t oblige him. It was like he was belittling her thoughts, and that wasn’t cool. Yes she liked him a lot, but she had a mind, and he would have to respect that as well as he desired her.
“Then by all means, go. I don’t want to hold you back with the thoughts I have in my silly little head.”
He walked over to where she sat, and he pulled her up into his arms. “I don’t like having to leave you upset with me, and you know that’s not how I feel. How about we talk about it when I pick you up tomorrow?”
She knew he had to go, and she knew this was a really bad time to come to him with this. Something big was happening in a few days with him and his job, but she could never find a good time to talk about what was bothering her. “I’m not mad. Well, I’m not that mad, but I am concerned, and I want you to take me seriously. I do appreciate you trying to clear the air before we parted.”
He responded with a quick kiss on her mouth that was definitely ‘see you later’ fast.
“Stay safe, Jack, and bring that sexy bod back to me in the same condition you’re taking it out.” She didn’t know why she said that to him every night, but it was something that felt good to do. Like she was willing him to come back. She knew he enjoyed giving her what she wanted and she hoped that would help him come home at the end of the day.
“Will do my best.” He turned, waved, and was out the door.
She did the same thing she always did when he left: drew herself a nice bubble bath and tried to relax her body because her mind was
“This isn’t about challenging your ‘I’m a tough guy persona’ truly it’s not. I’m just really concerned about you and me.” She watched him put on his clothes, but when he didn’t say anything she walked over to where he was buttoning up his shirt. He always looked so nice when he went out — nothing like she’d expect a biker or a drug dealer would dress. Jack had told her it was to fly under the radar when he needed to, but a man who looked like him and had the powerful aura he seemed to have would probably be hard to pull off as well as he thought it did. Not that she was going to say that because he’d been doing well until now, so who was she to judge?
He finished messing with his clothes and turned to look at her. The heat in his gaze as he moved it down her body like he was trying to commit it to memory was as thrilling as the first time they’d almost had sex in her flower shop with the door unlocked.
“Don’t try to distract me with your smoldering looks and sexy body,” she said as she lifted up on her tip toes and hugged him.
“Now who’s trying to distract from the topic?” he said as he cupped her ass.
“Stop. You’re going to make me all hot and bothered and with you rubbing me all over your clothes you’re going to smell like sex.”
“And that’s a bad thing, because?” He tucked his face against her neck and placed sucking, nipping kisses against it. All he was doing was making her get him even more saturated with her scent.
She pushed him back, but she giggled a little thinking that everyone he met in the next hour or so would be aware of what he’d been doing.
“Listen. I get that you’re a bit spooked. It could be you’re not as comfortable as you think with my… occupation and you’re just upping your sensors. When I first got started in the business, I thought everyone was a cop or trying to bust me, but they weren’t. It was just my over active imagination.” He gave her one more kiss and grind, and she pushed away from him.
Natalie went back to sit on the bed. “So that’s it, huh? My imagination is getting the best of me?”
“I’ve been waiting for us to have our first fight so we can really knock it out of the park with make-up sex, but I really have to go.” It looked like he wanted her to smile, but she couldn’t oblige him. It was like he was belittling her thoughts, and that wasn’t cool. Yes she liked him a lot, but she had a mind, and he would have to respect that as well as he desired her.
“Then by all means, go. I don’t want to hold you back with the thoughts I have in my silly little head.”
He walked over to where she sat, and he pulled her up into his arms. “I don’t like having to leave you upset with me, and you know that’s not how I feel. How about we talk about it when I pick you up tomorrow?”
She knew he had to go, and she knew this was a really bad time to come to him with this. Something big was happening in a few days with him and his job, but she could never find a good time to talk about what was bothering her. “I’m not mad. Well, I’m not that mad, but I am concerned, and I want you to take me seriously. I do appreciate you trying to clear the air before we parted.”
He responded with a quick kiss on her mouth that was definitely ‘see you later’ fast.
“Stay safe, Jack, and bring that sexy bod back to me in the same condition you’re taking it out.” She didn’t know why she said that to him every night, but it was something that felt good to do. Like she was willing him to come back. She knew he enjoyed giving her what she wanted and she hoped that would help him come home at the end of the day.
“Will do my best.” He turned, waved, and was out the door.
She did the same thing she always did when he left: drew herself a nice bubble bath and tried to relax her body because her mind was
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