Carl:Caveman Instinct series 2.5(10)

       
           



       

He shrugged. "No. I suppose it's not very practical."

"Ha, practical. None of this mini palace is practical. There is no way  this house is a family house. I mean, well..." I ran my fingers through  my hair. Carl, got me flustered just thinking of having a family with  him. I shouldn't even be thinking about this, I barely knew this man.  The pull I felt for him kept getting stronger. I was at the stage where I  think I should just let it all be and stop fighting. Let whatever was  going happen, happen. Stuff it. I gaze up at him. "This house isn't  somewhere I'd bring children up in. It needs a lot of changes before I  would even consider it."

If I thought what I said would deter him in any way, I was totally  wrong. His lips quirked up and his eyes sparkled. "So you're thinking of  a family with me?" I opened my mouth to tell him that he started it,  when he grabbed me and captured my mouth with his. His tongue demanded I  open, and I did, meeting him with my own. His hand slid down my back  and he cupped my arse.

His smack on my butt had me squealing, breaking our kiss and backing up. "What was that for?"

"To make sure you're paying attention."

Narrowing my gaze I crossed my arms over my chest. "Well you have it now."

"I love when your temper spikes, you turn the prettiest pink." I growled and he laughed. "So cute."

"I'd shut it and tell me why you wanted my attention before my anger  escalates and I call Sherlock to attack." The arse thought that was  hilarious and his laughter became so deep he was holding his stomach.

"That mutt adores me." I hated that it was true. My dog was a damn traitor.

Turning, I walked back toward the house, ignoring the man howling with  laughter. I didn't get far before arms circled my waist and brought me  against a hard chest, still shaking with chuckles.

"Stop. Wait. Okay, I'll tell you." He spun me and tilted my chin up.  "This house is yours now too. You can decorate it however you like." He  sighed. "I'll even go furniture shopping with you."

"What happens if we break up? What will your next girlfriend think of the things I buy?"

His snarl had me wiggling to get out of his hold and ready to run. Carl  looked positively deadly, like an animal that had just had his first  meal in months taken from him. "I don't know how many times I have to  tell you. You. Are. It." I maneuvered out of his hold and backed up.  "There will never be anyone else. So there will never be a break up."  The growl in his voice had me turning tail and running. I didn't get  more than a couple of steps before I was picked up and thrown over his  shoulder, my arse smacked. "I'm going to show you just how you could  never live without me."

Oh shit. I so shouldn't be turned on by this, but the panties that I'd  worn were soaked and I was so ready for Carl to show me anything. Oh  God, what the hell had Carl Silverman done to me?

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Carl

If I wasn't sure the curse was real before, I knew it was now. I lay  next to the most beautiful woman in the world, my dick hard as a rock  and I hadn't done anything but hold Annabelle tonight. She was tired and  I knew the night's before marathon of sex had taken its toll and she  was sore.

.I hated to admit this, but right now I was grateful to the gift the  gypsies had given the Silvermans. If I was being truthful, I never would  have noticed Annabelle if it wasn't for the curse. She wasn't someone I  would give a second look and for that I felt like a massive idiot,  because I would have missed out on an amazing woman. She was perfect for  me. I didn't think I'd laughed or enjoyed myself this much in years. I  loved how feisty she was and that she wasn't afraid of me or scared of  my surname.

Holding her close against my naked chest I ran my fingers up and down  her back. Her milky white skin was as soft as it looked, and even though  I'd only been with her for a couple of days, I'd memorized every  crevice and curve of her body and her scent was permanently embedded in  my brain.

I knew she'd changed me and for the better. Annabelle had given me a new  look on life. "Thank you." I whispered. Leaning down I brushed my lips  over the top of her head.





Chapter Five





Annabelle

"Why do you have bodyguards? I think they're a little over the top." I  knew the Silvermans were beyond rich. They held a lot of power, but I  didn't think that people would want to hurt them enough that they needed  guards.

Carl brushed his lips over mine in a gentle kiss. "My family has had  some problems. When you have the money and influence we have, we need  protection."                       
       
           



       

"I suppose, but bodyguards around all the time?"

He hugged me to his chest and I melted against him loving how  affectionate he was. "I didn't have bodyguards before we met. Well, not  for a couple of years, but now I have you, I have something I want to  keep safe." He sighed. "My family has been having some trouble lately  with some nasty people. I don't want to take any chances."

Stepping back I stare up at him, he sounded worried, and I was learning  to choose my battles with Carl. "Okay, I understand you needing them,  but I don't need bodyguards. I'm a librarian. No one wants to harm me. I  can't bring these men to my school."

"Yes you can."

"No, I'm not. I don't need them. Keep them with you. You need them. You're the Silverman."

"They are protecting the most important person in the world. The woman I would do anything for."

Damn it, when he said things like that, it was hard to fight with him. I  knew he was overacting. I didn't need two bodyguards. "I'm not bringing  two to work. I mean, I'm at a school. Who would be that bad to take me  or do anything there?"

Carl didn't reply for a while. He smirked, turned and walked to the  garage, pausing at the door. "Oh you'd be surprised. Bye honey.

Argh, he was an infuriating man. Why on earth hadn't I run from him the  last couple of days? Oh that's right, I wouldn't have gotten far because  I couldn't even pee without him making sure he knew where I was.

Carl had spent the morning trying to convince me not to go to work, but  to stay and get to know him. If I couldn't get time off to look after my  mother I knew I wouldn't be able to get it off to stay and have sex and  get to know Carl. I hated to admit it, but even last night without  having the all night sex marathon, it was nice just cuddling in bed with  Carl.

With Carl off to work, I knew I'd lost and was having guards. The drive  to work took ten more minutes from Carl's house, and I was glad I  arrived early so the children didn't see the car I arrived in and my  unwanted companions. The dickhead principal Ranch did see me though, and  marched straight over. Crap, I wasn't in the mood for the arsehole. I  wanted to get to my library and set it up ready for my morning class.

"Miss Clarkson, do you want to tell me who these men are?"

No I bloody well didn't. I wondered if I ignored him, if he'd go away.  Ha, I knew he wouldn't. Groaning, I spun from heading towards the  library and grumbled, "My bodyguards."

"Your what?" Principal Ranch snapped.

I couldn't help the grin when Lurch stepped in front of me. "Miss Clarkson didn't stutter, she said we're her bodyguards."

Principal Ranch huffed. "And why does she need guards?"

Blane, one of the newer bodyguards that I didn't know well winked at me.  "She's an undiscovered princess in need of protection from evil  forces."

I bit my tongue to help contain my giggle at the look of uncertainty on  Ranch's face. Smiling, I turned my back, knowing my bodyguards would  deal with my problem. Happy, I went to my library

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Carl

They all must think I was an idiot and didn't know they were gossiping  about me. I could hear them talking, and this time I laughed every time I  heard my coworkers tell some elaborate story of why I had a smile on my  face.

"He's smiling because they told him he could do all the firing for the year."

"Well I heard, he's so happy because they're going to promote him to chief so he can make all of us miserable."

And one of my all-time favorites. "I heard he hired out a brothel and used them all weekend."

This week I'd laughed my arse off. I'd never been this happy and I was  tempted to tell them about Annabelle, but I wanted them to learn for  themselves.

"Are you slacking off? I thought doctors were super busy all the time."

Snapping my head up from staring at my computer. I smiled at the  beautiful woman standing at the entrance of my office. "Honey, what are  you doing here?"

Annabelle took her hand from her hip and entered the room. "This is the  first time you haven't been home before six." She lifted her head  towards the clock and I was shocked to see that it was five to eight. I  watched as she closed the door and sashayed her way closer to me. Damn,  this woman was a dream. "I was worried about you. Lurch told me you're  okay, but … but I needed, no wanted to check on you."