Chapter 33
On My Way
Knight
“They’re not movingthe way they used to. We were hoping you could give us some insight. Should we move in?”
I can’t stand this guy. He’s with the ATF, and he has a hard-on for the organization I was undercover in. He’s the one who wanted to stick my ass back in with a bullet wound in my back.
I’m so furious my jaw is ticking. When I got the call to come to the station, I had no idea it was for this. I thought maybe the captain had something to tell me about the call I’d made about the figure at the wedding.
Coming face to face with this asshole was the last thing I expected. I gave them a dead to rights case. If it’s not on who he wants that’s not my fucking problem.
“Things change all the time,” I reply nonchalantly.
“Listen, you little shit. I know all about your cushy life. I’ll blow that shit up. I’ll have your badge and your ass will be in a cell,” Broker barks.
“And where will I be while this is happening?” my captain says. “I told you boys before about coming in here making threats against my team. Moran put his life on the line. He told you all he knows.
“We’re moving forward with the case we have. If you still have a fish out there that you want, I suggest you get your own guy in and make it happen.”
“Son of a bitch,” Broker spits. “We want to bring you back in. On our team this time. Send you to South Carolina.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? How the fuck do you expect to pull that off? Besides, their Georgia and South Carolina chapters are cleaner than the ones here. If you think I gave you nothing you sure as hell ain’t getting shit from them,” I say.
I fold my arms over my chest. As far as my cover goes, I died on that table. Fuck, I actually flatlined twice. It wasn’t hard to pull off my death. I’m lucky to be here.
Rem comes to mind. The last two months have been amazing. She still hasn’t said the words to me, but I can see the love when she looks at me.
I’m still reluctant to say it first because I think it would run her off. I may have taken the lead more, but I’m taking my time with her as well. The more I’m with her, the more this part of my life feels like it’s fading.
“Putting him back in is a death sentence, and you know it. They won’t trust him, and they will make him on sight,” my captain snarls.
“We’ve never had someone get as close as he has. They trusted you from the beginning.”
“We have our case. It doesn’t compromise yours in any way. I suggest you find another way,” Cap says.
Broker turns bright red. He’s pissed off, but I don’t give a fuck. I’m not putting my life on the line because he wants something he can’t have.
“If you would have done your fucking job, I’d have a case. I want their heads on a platter,” he barks at me.
I lift from my chair and get in his face. “Listen to me and hear my words. I did my job. Long before getting shot, I had an airtight case on the Falcons. I should’ve been out of there. Those are the fuckers who tried to take my life, not the?—”
“Knight,” Captain Ross bites out.
I take a deep breath and back off. I’m done with this shit. If they want to chase shadows, be my guest.
“Not every club is dirty. A bike and vest doesn’t make you a criminal,” I say.
“You see this shit. They turned him. His word is useless.”
“Good, so you don’t need me. Cap, you know how to find me. I’m out.”
I stroll my ass right out of the office. There’s a storm building inside me. I don’t like Broker. He’s stupid and set in his ways. If he’s not careful, he’ll have this shit on my doorstep. Exactly what I don’t need.
“Asshole,” I mutter as I push out of the station.
I have to calm down. If I don’t, my head is going to explode. I need my woman.
* * *
Reminisce
“Hey,”I say into the phone as I juggle my shopping bags.
“Where are you?” Knight asks sharply.
“I’m at home. I had a late lunch with a client and decided to take the rest of the day off. It’s been a shit show since this morning.”
Understatement of the century. My day has been total hell. I want a warm bath, some wine, and some comfort food. However, something in Knight’s voice causes me to pause and my heart to race.
“Is everything okay?” I say after his silence meets my answer.
“Yeah, I need to see you.”
I drop my bags and sit down on the floor. My gut twists and turns. The panic attack starts to crawl up my throat, clawing to get out.
I don’t have time to stop it. I can’t even think to grasp ahold of myself. It happens so fast.
“Baby … baby,” he calls into the phone. “Shit, Rem. Listen. I had a bad day too. I need to see you. I’m on my way. I’ll talk to you while I drive. I’m coming to you.”
“Are … you … okay?”
“Yes, babe. I promise. I’m fine. Shit, I didn’t mean to make you worry. Breathe, Rem.”
“O … kay,” I pant.
I pull my knees up and put my head between them. Dragging in deep breaths through my nose, I try to ground myself. Although my office isn’t that far from my house, traffic can make his trip a hell of a lot longer.
I have to get myself under control before he gets here. My hands are shaking, and my palms are sweaty. Tears start to spill as I spiral further.
“Talk to me, Reminisce. Let me hear your voice, baby.”
“Okay, okay,” is all I can think to say.
“Do you remember our first kiss?” he asks.
I nod as if he can see me. Taking a deep breath I answer. “Y—yes.”
“I fucked that up so bad. You were so gorgeous. All I could think about was kissing those soft lips.” He chuckles. “It was worth hitting the shit out of my head.”
I release a giggle. When he went in for the kiss I was sitting in his car, and he was squatting outside of it. He had to calm me down that day just like this.
When he cupped the back of my neck and went in for the kiss, he bumped his head on the car. It was adorable how he goofed it up, but once he got it right, he got it right. I’ve been burning for him since that first kiss.
“I was so nervous, baby. I’ve had this crush on you for years. There you were, right in front of me. We had flirted enough before that day. I still don’t know how the hell I hit my head.
“I thought I was dreaming when you let me fuck you on the hood of my car. The pussy was so good. Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about it,” he groans.
I place a palm to my forehead. My face flushes. I remember that day well. I was an entire hoe for him.
I had just turned in my resignation. Knight found me stumbling around having a breakdown. He took me home, and well, the rest is history.
“Are you wet for me, Rem? Do you want to recreate that memory? I can eat that tight pussy just like I did that day. Just ask, baby. Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”
My breathing slows. I cross my legs and squeeze my thighs together. I need him here. I need to see him with my own two eyes.
“Come on, talk to me, sweetheart. Let me hear that sexy voice.”
“Are you close?” I whisper.
“Driving like a bat out of hell. I’ll be there soon. Are you going to let me bury my face between those thighs?”
“Y—yes.”
“That’s my girl. I’m going to make that juicy pussy come all over my face. That’s what I need. I need to feel you in my arms. I want to forget everything else for the rest of the day and night.”
The sound of a car pulling into my driveway reaches my ears. I haven’t moved from my spot on the floor. A car door opens and closes, but I remain fixed in place.
The front door opens, and Knight storms in with his hair tousled and his eyes wild. He drops down and crawls to me as soon as he sees me. He cups the back of my neck and kisses me.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’m here now,” he says between kisses. “I should’ve known better. I’m sorry. I’m here. I’m okay.”
I shove my fingers in his hair and cling on for dear life. “I need you,” I whisper.
He grabs my thigh and tugs me closer, causing me to fall on my back against the hardwoods beneath me. Buttons fly as he rips my shirt open. My panties are the next item he destroys after he reaches under my skirt.
My breasts heave within my bra. He covers my right nipple with his hot mouth and sucks over the fabric. I buck when he starts to massage my folds and his groan vibrates through me.
“I need you too,” he says as he looks up at me.
Cupping his face, I look deep into his eyes and see that something is wrong. Physically he’s okay, but something’s not right. I lift and take his lips.
He takes over with that rhythmic kissing of his. His pace is slow and soul stirring. This kiss says he plans to make love to me. It won’t be rushed.
Peeling my shirt from my body, he starts to drop kisses all over my face, neck, shoulders, across my arms, down my stomach. He takes that time to worship every inch of skin. He makes good on the promise I see in his gaze.
Burying his face between my thighs, he devours me in a way that has me seeing stars. I cling to his hair. The silky strands grounding me to him and the now.
My panic attack is forgotten as I get lost in him and his sensual touch. I can’t think of anything other than the man between my thighs. When I come, it’s a powerful one. Knight licks my inner thighs in pleasure before diving back in to bring me to the edge once more.
Coming back to my mouth he takes my lips more deeply this time. There he goes speaking without words. We’ve been doing it for weeks.
Sharing moments that continue to change our relationship and bring us closer. My mind races as it wars against whether I should release those three words this time. It’s not safe. I want it to be, but I know it’s not.
I gasp into his mouth when he enters me. We’re both still clothed, yet I feel closer to him than ever. I wrap my legs around his waist digging my heels into his ass.
“I’ll always be here to take care of you,” he says against my neck as he moves there to suck the flesh between his lips.
I squeeze my eyes shut and dare to believe his words. I want him to be here for me. I can’t even fight it anymore.
“Knight,” I choke out. But I can’t say the rest. Tears roll back into my ears.
“I know, baby.”
I lie there in his arms and allow him to make love to me. Reality sets in. Knight Moran has stolen my heart completely, and I’m more terrified than I’ve ever been.
Where do we go from here?