Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 66960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“I’ll bring you up some breakfast in a bit.” He leaves the room. As soon as he is gone, the room feels empty and cold. I feel alone, but it’s not the same kind of alone I’ve experienced in the last month. No, this kind of alone is different.
It’s like I’m lost, unsafe, without him here, which is crazy, considering he’s the one who’s threatened to kill me numerous times. I can't wrap my head around the things I'm feeling. I pull the blanket around me with my free hand and curl up into myself, wondering if he is ever going to trust me again.
I spend the whole day in bed, which isn't terrible, considering I'm not feeling one hundred percent yet. Xander comes and goes throughout the day, bringing me meals and uncuffing me so I can go to the bathroom. I crave his company more than I realize. Every single time he leaves, I catch myself wishing he was here in bed with me. It’s a strange feeling to have for someone you know could and most likely will harm you. But his company excites me. Every time I hear the creaking of the door or heavy footfalls, I get excited.
Then when he opens the door and I see him, I can’t help but smile. He doesn’t smile back at me, but I swear I can see it in his eyes… he is happy to see me, too. The hours seem to pass by as slow as molasses. I doze off here and there, awakening when he finally comes back to the room that night. I watch him take his clothes off in the dim lighting. He doesn't say anything to me right away and that's okay. It's not his words I really care to have, it’s just his company. When he crawls under the blanket and pulls me into his side, I shiver.
“Tomorrow, Mouse… Tomorrow I will be inside of you. I can’t wait any longer...and I won't. I need to make you mine.”
“Okay, tomorrow.” My belly tightens at the thought but only partially in fear. I don't want to think about tomorrow right now. “I wish you could have stayed in bed with me today.”
There's a long pause, and I feel his nose burrow into my hair. He inhales my scent as if he needs it and that makes me safe, secure.
“Trust me, I would have liked that, too, but I had to make sure everything was is in order for us to leave tomorrow. I had to make sure my son is going to be protected when I’m gone. And then I needed to make sure we had enough men going tomorrow so that you would be protected.”
A smile tugs at my lips. Once again, I am reminded that there is a man, a good man beneath the armored plate of murder and mayhem that is Xander.
There’s a man who wants to be loved, a man who can be loved, if he allows it. Knowing that makes me want to do my best to reach that part of him because regardless of everything that’s happened, he’s trying his best to save me. He’s trying his best to protect the people he loves from the darkness of his world.
And whether he thinks so or not, he's worth trying to save.
Chapter 10
Xander
I wake up slowly, the warmth of Mouse’s body beside mine. She is still sleeping, her body relaxed and molded perfectly into my embrace. My dick is rock hard, pressing up against her soft ass. I told her yesterday I would give her another day to heal…
Well, time’s up, my little mouse. I slide my boxers down and kick them off under the blanket before I pull her back into my embrace.
With a grin, I slide my hand underneath the shirt she is wearing, my fingers gently stroking the perfectly smooth skin underneath it. Her skin is so soft, so untouched. I trail over her flat belly… all the way up to her perky little tits. I palm one, enjoying how well it fits in my hand.
She’s the perfect fit, from the way her body reacts to mine, to the way she believes in me, like I’m some knight in shining armor.
A low moan fills the room and she pushes her ass into my hardness, probably not even realizing she is doing it. Still, knowing she reacts to my touch this way makes me smile. Plucking at her small nipple, I roll it gently between my thumb and pointer finger, drawing yet another moan out of her.
She sucks in a deep breath and lifts her head a little like she is looking around. I can’t see her face like this, but I know she is awake now.
“Xander…?” Her voice is still thick with sleep, but I can sense the uncertainty in it. She has no idea what she is in for, but I can promise she’ll enjoy every second of it.