with Luke before moving in here. Cord had gone back to the apartment today to get some of their personal belongings.
“I can walk, Cord.”
“Hush, you’re tired. Besides, I want to carry you. Just rest.”
She laid her head against his chest, her eyes closing. She was exhausted and being held in his arms gave her a sense of safety she was sorely in need of.
As Cord put her down, she stirred, forcing her eyes open. The room spun, light blue walls swirling around her in a sickening whoosh. Everything crashed down on her at once. If he hadn’t grabbed her, she’d have fallen to a heap upon the floor.
“Whoa there, baby. Here, let me lay you down on the bed.” Concern lined his face. “Are you feeling sick?”
“Just tired.”
“Why don’t you have a sleep? I’ll wake you for dinner. Okay?”
“All right.”
He placed her on the bed. Kayla shoved off her shoes and settled back with a sigh. Her eyes were already closing when his lips brushed against her forehead.
Cord sat on the bed, watching Kayla until he was certain she was in a deep sleep. He ran his hand through her silky hair, needing to touch her, to reassure himself of her well-being. Just the idea of someone trying to take her from him was enough to have him growling—harsh rumbles he had to swallow when she shifted restlessly.
He was worried about her health. This was taking a hard toll and he didn’t like seeing her so worn down. It had to end.
Moving into the living room, Cord picked up his cell phone. He continued to watch Kayla through the open door as he waited for the call to be answered.
“Cord, what can I do for you?” Cord nearly grinned when he heard Nash answer in his familiar Southern drawl.
“I need you for a job. Someone’s threatening Jed’s sister.” Concisely, he gave Nash the details.
Nash swore. “You have her secured?”
“Yes. But I’ll need some help.” It chafed him to ask, but her safety outweighed his pride and they both knew it.
“Of course. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Thanks, man.”
Kayla awoke as something brushed down her cheek. She opened her eyes, panicking when she saw a man looming over her.
“Shh, angel. It’s me. You’re safe.”
She breathed in, letting his scent, his husky voice soothe her. The fractured pieces of her soul settled when he was around, coming together, making her feel whole.
“Cord,” she whispered.
“Yeah, baby. It’s me. Time for dinner.”
“Be with me. Please.” She wanted him more than anything.
“Angel—” She heard the need in his voice.
“Properly. Fuck me, Cord. Now, I don’t want to wait anymore.”
With a groan he leaned down and kissed her, his lips gentle, searching. She opened her mouth and let him in, wanting to be consumed by him. Pent-up want spilled from her in a large wave of passion.
“God, how I want you. But are you sure you’re ready?”
She reached up with one hand to rub him through his jeans, wishing she could feel bare skin. Oh yeah, she wanted him. Badly. Right at that moment she didn’t care about anything else but having him.
“Any more ready and I’ll explode.”
There was him. Only him.
“If at any time you feel frightened, you have to tell me. I want to fuck you until you scream. But the last thing I want to do is scare you. You get to call all the shots. Okay?”
She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her.
His mouth claimed hers again. Throbs of delight battered her clit. He moved his hand slowly down to clasp her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. Kayla thrust her body up, seeking more.
Damn man had her on edge. She was being eaten alive by arousal.
She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he stripped. He was breathtaking. Hard muscle, wide shoulders, lightly tanned skin. She let her gaze roam over his firm, muscular chest, a light smattering of hair at the base of his stomach leading her to his groin. His shaft was thick and stiff.
“You sure?”
“God,
“I can walk, Cord.”
“Hush, you’re tired. Besides, I want to carry you. Just rest.”
She laid her head against his chest, her eyes closing. She was exhausted and being held in his arms gave her a sense of safety she was sorely in need of.
As Cord put her down, she stirred, forcing her eyes open. The room spun, light blue walls swirling around her in a sickening whoosh. Everything crashed down on her at once. If he hadn’t grabbed her, she’d have fallen to a heap upon the floor.
“Whoa there, baby. Here, let me lay you down on the bed.” Concern lined his face. “Are you feeling sick?”
“Just tired.”
“Why don’t you have a sleep? I’ll wake you for dinner. Okay?”
“All right.”
He placed her on the bed. Kayla shoved off her shoes and settled back with a sigh. Her eyes were already closing when his lips brushed against her forehead.
Cord sat on the bed, watching Kayla until he was certain she was in a deep sleep. He ran his hand through her silky hair, needing to touch her, to reassure himself of her well-being. Just the idea of someone trying to take her from him was enough to have him growling—harsh rumbles he had to swallow when she shifted restlessly.
He was worried about her health. This was taking a hard toll and he didn’t like seeing her so worn down. It had to end.
Moving into the living room, Cord picked up his cell phone. He continued to watch Kayla through the open door as he waited for the call to be answered.
“Cord, what can I do for you?” Cord nearly grinned when he heard Nash answer in his familiar Southern drawl.
“I need you for a job. Someone’s threatening Jed’s sister.” Concisely, he gave Nash the details.
Nash swore. “You have her secured?”
“Yes. But I’ll need some help.” It chafed him to ask, but her safety outweighed his pride and they both knew it.
“Of course. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Thanks, man.”
Kayla awoke as something brushed down her cheek. She opened her eyes, panicking when she saw a man looming over her.
“Shh, angel. It’s me. You’re safe.”
She breathed in, letting his scent, his husky voice soothe her. The fractured pieces of her soul settled when he was around, coming together, making her feel whole.
“Cord,” she whispered.
“Yeah, baby. It’s me. Time for dinner.”
“Be with me. Please.” She wanted him more than anything.
“Angel—” She heard the need in his voice.
“Properly. Fuck me, Cord. Now, I don’t want to wait anymore.”
With a groan he leaned down and kissed her, his lips gentle, searching. She opened her mouth and let him in, wanting to be consumed by him. Pent-up want spilled from her in a large wave of passion.
“God, how I want you. But are you sure you’re ready?”
She reached up with one hand to rub him through his jeans, wishing she could feel bare skin. Oh yeah, she wanted him. Badly. Right at that moment she didn’t care about anything else but having him.
“Any more ready and I’ll explode.”
There was him. Only him.
“If at any time you feel frightened, you have to tell me. I want to fuck you until you scream. But the last thing I want to do is scare you. You get to call all the shots. Okay?”
She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her.
His mouth claimed hers again. Throbs of delight battered her clit. He moved his hand slowly down to clasp her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. Kayla thrust her body up, seeking more.
Damn man had her on edge. She was being eaten alive by arousal.
She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he stripped. He was breathtaking. Hard muscle, wide shoulders, lightly tanned skin. She let her gaze roam over his firm, muscular chest, a light smattering of hair at the base of his stomach leading her to his groin. His shaft was thick and stiff.
“You sure?”
“God,
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