“Are we really bringing the flea bag with us?” Kyle asked as he approached us with a grumpy looking Bruno on a leash. I had to laugh at the nervous look on Kyle’s face.
“Yes.” Cam and I said together.
“Well, he can ride with you and Derek,” Kyle said, handing the leash to Cam. “He keeps giving me this evil dog stare. It’s freaking me out.”
Cam took Bruno’s leash and opened the car door for him. “He can smell your fear,” Cam chuckled as Bruno jumped in, she closed the door. “And he’s sizing you up, to see if you’re good enough for his girl.”
Kyle grabbed me and tossed me over his shoulder, causing me to yelp in surprise. “Yeah, well see that dog? She’s my girl now,” he laughed, slapping my ass.
Bruno started barking and pawing at the window. “Ooh, you’re so brave when he’s locked inside the car,” Cam choked out through fits of laughter. “Let’s see how brave you’d be when I leave him out.”
She motioned towards the door handle and Kyle placed me back down, holding his hands out in front of him. “Let’s not do anything hasty,” he said, edging closer to his truck. My stomach was churning from Kyle throwing me over his shoulder. “You coming princess?” he called, opening the passenger door for me.
I covered my mouth with my hand and held two fingers up, before making a sprint for the house.
I made it to the bathroom just in time to empty the contents of my stomach.
I knew drinking was a bad idea. I should have learned my lesson the last few times.
“Whoa, hard night Lee?” Derek laughed, walking past the open door laughing.
I got up and cleaned myself up.
This was going to be a long drive home.
Kyle
“Are you okay princess?” Lee’s face was white as a ghost when she came out of the house.
She smiled weakly as I lifted her into the passenger seat of my truck. “I drank too much last night. I’ll be fine in a little while,” she said quietly.
I couldn’t argue with that, Cam had fed her too many shots. I shut her door, ran around and hopped into the driver’s seat. Lee’s pale, tired face made my heart constrict. “You’ll tell me if you’re feeling sick again right?”
She nodded and laid her head back.
I pulled away from her old house, fucking thrilled at the thought of taking her home to Boulder as mine. Everything else could wait, because right now I wanted to focus on the amazing girl beside me.
Chapter Thirty-five
Lee
The next few weeks were like my own little slice of heaven. I ate, drank and slept Kyle Carter. He was filling up the largest contours of my heart. Kyle had stayed true to his word. He hadn’t ignored me, not once since that night at my father’s house.
Instead, he lavished me with attention and I loved every second of it. I wasn’t sure what we were exactly; we never titled our relationship, but I knew he had no other women. He spent all his free time with me. He always touched me when we were alone together, held my hand or made some intimate gesture.
“I’m making sure any horny little shits that think about looking twice at you, know you’re mine,” is what he told me the other night when I asked him why he branded my neck with a love bite. He didn’t need to do any of that, because, God knows I was his, heart and soul, every slither of me was irrevocably his.
Kyle didn’t touch me in front of anybody besides Derek and Cam and it stung a little, but he was coming around slowly. I just had to have patience and have a little faith in him.
He came into the restaurant every time I had a shift, minus the dates now. Now he came with Derek or by himself. My heart contracted in my chest every time I saw him in in my section.
Mike had backed off quite a bit since I came back from Louisiana. He didn’t eat lunch with me anymore or ask me out again. Of course, I did not tell Kyle about Mike hitting on me.
I didn’t want anything to burst the bubble we were in. They truly disliked one another and I was yet to discover the reason.
Bruno was even beginning to warm to him, happy every time Kyle took him out for a walk. I guessed Kyle was trying to win my old dog’s affection, especially since he bought Bruno his very own doggy bed and allowed him to sleep in the kitchen. Kyle was so blindingly beautiful; I had a hard time focusing on work when he was there. Truth be told, I was having a hard time focusing on anything besides Kyle.
“There you are.” A familiar deep voice whispered in my ear.
I shivered, as two strong arms came around my waist and pulled me against a warm muscled chest. The cleaning rag and can of polish I was holding, fell from my hands.