14. Lennox
Lennox
I ’m laying on Viv’s bed watching her pack her books into her backpack.
It’s been driving me crazy knowing that she is going to be at school and I’ll be stuck at home doing surveillance full time now.
The guys will be there to protect her if anything happens, but I hate that I won’t be there to protect her too.
When she’s satisfied with everything tucked into her bag, her eyes find me.
Her bag hits the floor and she gives me a devilish little grin that just tells me I’m in trouble.
Her hips sway as she approaches me, and I’m not even sure what I expect her to do, but somehow I’m still surprised when she throws one leg over me and straddles my hips. Sitting back with her weight resting in my lap, I just know she can feel my cock hardening at the contact.
She leans forward, shielding us in a curtain of her hair, and my hand lifts automatically to tuck some of the strands behind her ear.
We both lean toward each other until our lips are pressed together in a soft kiss.
Or it is a soft kiss before she nips at my lips and deepens it.
I gasp as her hips roll against mine, my eyes practically rolling back into my head as she repeats the action.
She has been getting increasingly forward with me lately, and I’m pretty sure it’s her way of telling me she’s getting tired of waiting.
Her door bursts open as she rolls her hips against me once more and my brain short-circuits, not sure whether I should throw all the fluffy pillows on Viv’s bed at the intruder or moan at what she’s doing to me.
“Make Nox come in his pants later. We’re going to be too late for coffee and breakfast if you don’t hurry up,” Sloane tells her casually.
My mind is made up for me as I start throwing curses and pillows at him until he raises his arms in surrender and backs out of the room. I collapse back on the flat mattress, having used all the pillows as ammo.
Viv just chuckles at me as her hand trails up my chest before cupping the side of my cheek.
Her lips press softly to mine once more for barely a breath of time before she pulls away.
“I’ll see you after school. I’ll text you all about how delicious your favorite coffee is, I’ve only got a month to enjoy it after all. ”
I grin at her. “Okay. Be safe and try to keep the murder to a minimum.”
Her grin is wicked as she gets off of me. “No promises.”
As she heads through the door with her bag thrown over one shoulder, I call back out to her, “And for the love of God, no more castrating football players.”
She looks over her shoulder at me with a pout but doesn’t respond to that.
A few moments later, I hear the door closing to her apartment, and a few moments after that the house falls eerily quiet.
I groan, sitting up in her bed and ignoring the urge to gather her pillows and take a nap surrounded by her scent.
I didn’t sleep well the last week. Viv locked herself up here to get some last minute summer assignments done and I was stuck in my room staring at my computer screen all night.
The most important task to get done today is convincing Viv to sleep in my bed tonight.
If we sleep here tonight Zane or Sloane will invite themselves in like usual.
Which I usually don’t mind, but it’s been days since I’ve gotten any sleep and I want to spend the night alone with Viv in my bed.
Downstairs, I make my way to the kitchen to start another pot of coffee. It makes one automatically every morning, but the others have gotten to it before me and no one’s been kind enough to start another one for me. When the carafe is full, I just grab the whole thing and a mug from the cabinet.
In my room, I set the carafe down onto a coaster on the desk before placing my mug on another and getting to work.
I pull up our list and pick out the highest priority marks before starting to dig into their electronic footprints.
Once I get a better idea of their lifestyle and habits I’ll be able to install cameras and mics to keep closer tabs on them.
I will need to have that done by next Monday, which is close but shouldn’t be an issue.
Since I have no trouble keeping up with the workload, I pull up the schools security system when I get a free moment.
I pan through camera angles in the hall until I find her.
She’s got her arm linked through one of Sandy’s as they walk down the hall toward the cafeteria for breakfast. She’d been stubborn, arguing that they get meal passes again this year for breakfast and lunch at least so I wouldn’t have to make them breakfast, even though I did offer.
She was worried about putting too much work on my shoulders.
It’s hard not to grin at the smile on her face.
Viv has an actual friend now and I’m so happy for her.
I guess you could consider Enzo her friend too, but this is the first and only friend that Viv has outside of criminal activity.
I can’t even comprehend how alone I would have felt if I’d never found the guys. It would have likely made me crazy.
When I’m properly assured that nobody has sent assassins to the school to take her out, I turn my attention back to the other programs running and dig deeper into the life of the biggest piece of shit on the list. I really hate child abusers, but Zane is going to make a mess of this one when he gets a look at this kid’s hospital records.
I end up having to take a break before I decide to go after him myself, and I haven’t even finished my file on the guy.
Looking back to the school security cameras, I find the cafeteria and watch as Sloane and Zane sit on either side of Viv.
Sandy is sitting across from her with a couple of girls who must be her sorority sisters, judging by the matching shirts, and they’re obviously trying to flirt with Sloane as he ignores their existence.
I’d wanted to keep an eye on her for safety reasons, but watching her at school is actually what’s keeping me calm while doing my job. God, she’s perfect.
Viv leans her head against Sloane’s shoulder, and I smirk.
It’s nothing short of a claiming, and Sloane looks down at her softly before pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.
I should feel jealous over the easy intimacy between her and Sloane, but the fact that she has the others there for her when I can’t be actually brings me a lot of comfort.
After a while, I force myself to pull my attention away and focus back on my work.