okay. “Don’t ever put yourself in
front of a bullet meant for me again. Are you insane? You could
have been hurt.”
His chest shook with laughter. “Of course I
could have been hurt. It’s kind of the point of protecting you.
Speaking of which….” He pulled his phone from his pocket and
punched in numbers faster than she could watch.
“Who are you calling?” she asked and then
frowned, realizing who it must be. “Don’t call my dad. He’ll only
worry, and it’s bad for his heart.”
Ignoring her, Joseph released her to pace a
distance away, presumably seeking privacy. “Sir?”
Oh, hell no . She followed him so close
that when he stopped, she bumped into him. He shot her an
aggravated look, and she arched a brow, putting a hand on her hip.
She wasn’t going anywhere.
“Sir, we’ve been attacked. Someone broke into
her apartment and took a couple of shots at us. I’m removing my
charge to a remote location. I’d like two additional men to
accompany us for eyes outside.” A slight pause. “Yes, sir. Right
away.” He hung up the phone and ran a hand through his hair.
“I’m an assignment? I thought you were here
to help, not because you had to be.” She walked away from him, more
upset by this revelation than she cared to admit.
Stupid, stupid, stupid . She almost
reached her bedroom, but he grabbed her elbow, maneuvering her so
her back hit the wall, and placed his hands on either side of her
head. He crushed his lips to hers and rubbed his torso against her
erect nipples. With a moan, she curled her arms around his waist
and trailed her fingers to his ass. She’d always loved his ass.
His erection nudged her belly, and she
wrapped her leg around his thigh. His hands parted her robe to
caress her breasts. Cupping them, he toyed with her nipples,
rolling them between his fingers.
The phone rang, causing her to jerk from his
arms. She stumbled until her back hit the opposite wall, and she
leaned against it for support. With her heart pounding in her ears,
she fought to catch her breath. Joseph never took his gaze off her
while she adjusted her robe to cover her bare chest.
“This isn’t over,” he warned.
“Yes, it is.” She took a shaky breath and
shook her head. “A momentary weakness. It won’t happen again.” Even
as she spoke, she knew she’d lied. God, she wanted him. Here. Now.
Wherever. What a traitorous bitch her body had turned out to
be.
“The hell it won’t.” He put the phone to his
ear and snapped, “Yes?”
“Don’t yell at my dad,” she whispered.
That gained her a scowl in return. She
shrugged and stomped into her bedroom. They would need to leave,
and she couldn’t wander the streets wearing a bathrobe. His muffled
voice filtered through the closed bedroom door while she threw some
clothes on. She didn’t need him walking in on her naked. She had a
hard enough time resisting him. No sooner had she pulled her shirt
over her head than a knock sounded on the door.
“Come in.”
Joseph swaggered in, his gaze hovering on her
low-cut neckline. She’d chosen the garment because it showed off
her cleavage quite deliciously. Or, so she’d been told by her
friends. It couldn’t hurt to look good in front of an ex-boyfriend,
right? Heck, every woman likes to show off how hot she looks to an
ex, and she wasn’t any different, right?
If I say it enough times, I might believe
it, too .
“Pack a few changes of clothing. We won’t be
coming back. We’ll have to stop somewhere to grab clothes for me.
I’d planned on getting them later tonight from my place, but now we
need to move to a more secure location. Fast.”
She blushed and smoothed her hair. “I have a
few things of yours. I didn’t get a chance to throw them out yet.”
Lowering to her hands and knees, she reached under the bed for the
Rubbermaid container. She’d kept these things because they were his
favorites—and they smelled of his cologne and soap. Whenever she
had a wretched day, she