4. Law
CHAPTER 4
Law
T oo immature. Too young.
Fuck that bullshit.
I’ll show her just how fucking mature I am.
“You are mine, pretty swan, don’t ever fucking doubt that.” Her dark blue eyes grow wide as I latch a hand into her dark, inky locks and pull her head back, attacking her mouth in a deep kiss.
I don’t just take what I want from her, no, I devour Nell. Her light gasps of surprise, her moans of pleasure, her tentative touches as she grabs my shirt.
“Fuck your protests, Nell,” I groan into her neck, sucking on the skin over her pulse.
“Law,” she whines out only fueling me on to give her more. To take twice as much.
Letting her go, I inspect my handy work. A nice big mark shows on her neck, and there’s no doubt she’s taken. “Nell.” I groan as I grind my cock against her soft stomach.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, looking up at me with so much emotion swirling in her stare.
“I’m trying to keep my fucking sanity,” I bark as I attempt to control myself. “What I really fucking want is to take you up to your bed and show you exactly how it’s going to be for the next seventy years.”
“You don’t even know me.” She tries to argue.
“I know everything,” I whisper against her lips. “I know you want to say yes to me, even if you don’t know what you’re saying yes to. I know you’re lonely. I know you’d have liked to smack that son of a bitch today. I know you love your father fiercely and will do anything to protect him. I know, Nell, that your heart is going to belong to me very soon.”
A tear drops down her cheek, and I don’t hesitate to swipe it away with my thumb. “How do you know all of that?”
“Because I watch you. Probably a little more than I should. And I won’t stop, little swan, not ever.” I give her a moment to think about what I’ve said before changing the subject.
“Now, what the hell are we doing in here?” I pull open the fridge to see it’s nearly empty, and my worry amplifies again.
“Well, I have to go shopping.” Her head hangs down.
“Let’s do it.” I want her to know I’m not just here because my dick has decided all it wants to do is fuck her until neither of us can walk straight. My heart is invested, and frankly, there isn’t much that will make me give her up.
“Umm, that’s okay. I can do it later.” She won’t meet my eyes when I try to catch her attention.
Lifting her chin with a knuckle, I wait for her to look up at me. To see me. “Why?” I have my suspicions, but I need her to say it. I need her to know that I don’t give a shit if she’s broke. I’ll buy the groceries for her.
She bites the corner of her lip, and I recognize that she’s about to lie to me. “Because I don’t know what I’m going to make for Dad’s trip yet. It’ll keep.” Her smile is so forced, I’m surprised her cheeks don’t crack.
Not wanting to embarrass her, I let it go. I don’t like it, but I’ll wait for her to trust me enough to confide in me. “When’s your father coming home?” I fucking hate that she’s vulnerable for any point in time.
Tomorrow or Friday is her weak response.
“How long does he leave you alone for?” I try not to sound judgmental, but I realize I’ve failed when she glares at me.
“Don’t you dare do that.” Nell wags her finger at me.
“Do what?”
“Judge him. You don’t know our life. What happened or why. You don’t get to project your opinion on how we live.” Her words are stronger than I’ve ever heard. Nell isn’t a frail woman by any means, but she is quiet. If those assholes at school saw this fire in her, they’d back off.
“Not judging.” I put my hands up in surrender. “But I don’t like you here alone, either.”
“That’s not your problem.” She pushes me back and begins to storm off on me again, but I catch her arm and pull her back into my chest.
“I told you before,” I growl in her ear, “don’t ever walk away from me. You’re mine, Nell. There is no negotiation on that point. If I want to make your problems my own, then I fucking will, and you’ll let me with a smile brightening your face and hope in your heart. Understand?”
“No!” she shouts, shocking me. “I don’t understand any of this. You’re just a teenager, too, Law. What the hell can you do to make any of this better than what it is? How can you just walk into my life and claim I’m yours when you’re likely every bit as confused about what to do with your life as I am!”
Jesus fucking Christ. Never have I hated being undercover as much as I do right now. I fucking hate lying to Nell when she needs so much more reassurance than I can give her right now.
“How?” I stalk towards her again. Fuck do I love the way her heart rate picks up pace when I box her in. “Because I’ve always known what I want, and I won’t settle until I get it.”
Slamming my mouth down on hers, I show her exactly what I want as I pick her up and trap her against the wall. There isn’t an inch separating us, and if I have my way, clothes won’t be a problem either.