With this thought in his mind, he kept the gun back into his pocket and picked her up in the bridal style. Walking near the window he saw how bad the weather was.
I jerk upright and slam my laptop closed with a frustrated growl at my inner dialogue. I wont get any answers tonight when my perverted brain only can focus on his amazing kiss and that hard promise in his pants.
I glare at him. “I will never love you!” I spit out through clenched teeth, taking out my shame and anger on him, as if it’s his fault. I might have expected anger and fury from him at those words. Instead he smirks up at äsme from his sitting position.
“Looking good, gorgeous. Missed you yesterday.” He says as he comes up to me and then leans down and kisses my cheek. Luca clears his throat behind us and both James and I snap our gaze back to him. His posture is rigid and his arms crossed over his chest. His jaw is tight and his eyes give James a clear warning to move along. I glare at Luca and grab James arm to pull him down in the seat next to me. He leans in and whispers to me. “What’s with the bodybuilder?”