His body quivered and the strain in his face was gone as he stared at me as if I was a stranger.
I raised my hand and stroked the side of his face. “Baby?”
He turned his head and kissed my palm then rolled off me and got up. He walked into the bathroom then came back, unabashed by his state of nakedness.
He stopped by the bed and looked down at me. I felt the tension; it was as if a cold veil had descended over him. He picked up his jeans and slid them on. “Your back okay?”
“It’s fine, Deck. They were minor cuts, not a big deal.” Kai was insistent on making sure they were minor, unlike Tanner’s that first year.
His brows drew lower over his eyes. I didn’t think he liked that answer. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds and then he said, “You’re telling me fuckin’ everything.”
I sat up.
A sliver of fear made its way through my satisfied body and I grabbed the sheet to cover myself, not from discomfort but because I was chilly. All the heat had left me and the blood in my veins was running cold.
He ran his hand over the top of his head. Shit. He looked—edgy. Then his eyes met mine again. A shiver coursed down my spine at his rigid, determined eyes. “You just give yourself to me?”
I didn’t know where he was going with this, but I nodded. “Yeah.”
He paused as if thinking on his next words. It wasn’t often Deck hesitated; he was direct and honest, no need to be careful with his words. “You understand what that means?”
“Not really.” Because I had no clue what was going on in his head right now. We had sex. Deck broke his word to my brother, and I had some serious lies he was still digesting.
“You should’ve before you spread your legs for me.”
“Jesus, Deck.” I wanted to flip him the finger then beg him to kiss me. Both were not a good idea at that moment.
“It means you’re mine—completely. There’s no running. No going back. And sure as fuck no lies. You have an issue, we talk. You have a problem, I’ll deal with it. If I need you to do something, I expect you to do it.”
“Whoa, back way up.”
His brows rose. “I asked if you were sure. You said yes. There’s no backing up. I didn’t hang around torturing myself for eight goddamn years just to take you and have you tell me to back up. There’s only forward with me. You knew what you were doing. I’m not letting you go, and that involves telling me everything.” He strode toward the door. “And I want it all.”
I didn’t know why I was shaking. Turned on? Scared? I’d go with a combo.
“What’s his full name?” he asked.
Shit. This was the last thing I wanted, but I’d opened this can of worms and they were slithering all over me. Deck was taking over.
“Robbie Krovakov.”
His body stiffened and he reached in his back pocket and pulled out his phone.
“What are you going to do?”
He had the phone to his ear as he turned to look at me. “Stay here. When I come back, I expect you to be naked in bed waiting for me.”
My eyes widened.
“You have something to say?”
I shook my head.
Then he left.
I STRODE OUT of the room. “Robbie Krovakov. Went to Georgie’s public school, German Mills. Find his location. I’d check the local penitentiary first. And Vic, this guy is mine.” I hung up and shoved the phone back in my pocket.
I walked into my office and started up my laptop, checking through any correspondence I’d had with Kai.
The truth was I was in my office to get away from her before I crashed and lost everything of myself in her. I got what I wanted. I made her mine. There was no backing down now, but what I wondered was if either of us was going to be able to handle it. I was feeling so fucked up after that. … Jesus, being inside her, feeling her, kissing her, it was like a brilliance of colors had burned through my darkness.
I tried to concentrate, but all I could think about was thrusting inside Georgie. Feeling her tightness around my cock, how she stood in front of me and stripped. How she dug her nails into my back as I slammed into her over and over again.
She was a fuckin’ virgin. A virgin. Unexpected and … it was a gift. Despite all the lies that surrounded her … she saved that for me. Jesus. I may have never … fuck Connor. Fuck everything. She was mine now, and I was never letting her go.
My cock hardened as I thought of her lying in my bed right now, uncertain and a little scared, as she should be. I was still reeling with anger at her, at Kai and at myself for not seeing this. The drinking had been a lie? Fuck. Had I been so determined to keep her at a distance I missed what was staring right at me? I knew Georgie, at least I thought I had. It never sat right with me about the drinking. Georgie was stronger than that.
“Damn it.” I slammed my laptop shut and leaned back in my chair, the creak of leather and my groan melding together.
I hadn’t shut the door and I looked up to see Georgie standing in the baggy sweat clothes I had gotten her. She leaned back against the doorframe so I could see her side profile, her leg bent so her foot was resting on the wall. And she looked sexy as hell.
She also didn’t do as I said. Complete opposite, in fact. I hid my smile because I sure as hell didn’t want her to see it.
Even with blue streaks or whatever fuckin’ color she dyed her hair, I thought she was beautiful. Hadn’t changed since the day I met her. Her, too young to do anything about it, and me who’d become a killer who had seen far too much bad shit to ever let a girl so innocent into my life.