Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
I drop down, giving him a pat on the head. “Don’t scare her,” I remind him. Sometimes his size can be intimidating all on its own. It’s something we have in common. Don’t get me wrong: Duke is as deadly as I am, but he’s a big ole marshmallow inside. As for me, there’s not much there. I’m not even sure why I’m doing this.
There has been this pull toward her in the center of my chest. At first I thought I might be having a heart attack. From the moment she’d come barreling out of her SUV and punched that man in his face, I’d wanted her. He had already been taken care of and was sitting at my feet, but she still gave him a good right hook. She’d not only caught my attention but my cock got hard as I watched all that fire and passion inside of her come out. I couldn't seem to get any of her attention, though, but something inside me wants to continue trying. I’m not one to give up. I didn’t want to leave Jameson’s that night without her.
She had decided to stay at Jameson's place. His land backs up against mine. Then he went and put her in the cabin closest to my property. I guess I did in a roundabout way suggest for him to do so. I found myself talking way more than I usually would because it was keeping her close to me. Again, I have no idea why.
I sigh heavily because I have no clue what I’m trying to accomplish here. I run my hand through my hair, standing back on my feet. Nothing can come of this. I know that. I wasn't made to have a girl to call my own. To live a normal life. I’ve never even played with the idea of having something like that. It’s not in the cards for me. Not with the life I lead.
This was a shit plan. I should go back home. Let things be. I wouldn’t even know what to do with someone like PJ if I had her. Doesn't mean I don’t like looking at her. It also doesn’t mean I don’t want her. Because I definitely want her. I’ve been watching her every move. She may be a tiny thing, but she’s filled with fire. She doesn't do anything half-assed. It is all or nothing. I want to be burned by her in the best of ways.
Still, I don’t move. Instead, I’m venturing in on stalking now. I’ve been standing out here for twenty minutes trying to decide the best course of action. I’m lucky she hasn't spotted me, but I parked here because it was in a blind spot based on where the cabin is situated. It’s already getting dark, with only the brief flashes of lightning lighting the sky.
A louder crack of lightning flashes across the sky, drawing my attention. The thunder that rumbles after practically shakes the ground. The storm is moving in early. I was supposed to have a few hours before it got here. But we all know that Mother Nature is the one thing you can never control. It does what it wants when it wants.
“Fuck it.” I head straight for her front door. It isn't like me to sit back and wait. I am more of a bull in a china shop kind of guy when it comes to getting something done. Most of the time it’s for one of my missions. This time is no different. The only difference is that it’s not a mission to protect my country; I’m on one to make PJ mine. This is a woman I want. I stop dead in my tracks. Want. I want her for myself. I’ll stop at nothing to have her for the rest of my life. I find with each second that I stand outside I grow more restless.
Duke keeps on heading straight for the cabin door. I fall in line behind him, really not knowing what the fuck I’m doing now. Thunder booms in the distance. It might be a warning telling me to not do this. Still I keep on moving. A scream rips from the cabin. Instincts take over. I don’t go for the handle of the door. I push right on through. If she’s in trouble, if someone is attacking her, I want the element of surprise. I’ll end anyone that tries to hurt her.
In the back of my head I know it’s stupid. No one else is in the cabin. I know that. I’ve been watching it since she went inside. It’s only her. But no one else knows that. She lets out another small scream as the door explodes. Those bright green eyes go wide for a moment. Then she’s heading straight for me. And my little kitten looks as though she’s ready to make me pay.