Guarding His Obsession(16)

Elle’s jaw drops open. Drake snags one arm around my waist, pulling me so my back is to his chest. I relax into his comfort, feeling his heat warm me up.

“Got you to stop crying,” Pink says, the smirk now a full smile.

She whips her head back around, probably to give him a glare.

“Fuck, you look good riled up. I can’t seem to help myself.”

She turns back to me and releases a huff, and for a brief second I swear a small smile hits her mouth before she goes back to giving me the third degree.

“Fiancé? Don’t you think that’s a little quick, Zoey?” Her tone makes me want retreat because I know it all too well. It’s the one I get when I’m not quite doing things right. Or what other people feel is right. Normal. I know she means well, but it still stings. Drake doesn’t make me feel that way. He seems to get me. Even likes the things that just pop out of my mouth. Likes how fast I seem to rush into some things. As if reading my thoughts, he confirms that he doesn’t think we’re moving too fast either.

“No,” Drake says, still holding me close. I turn a little to look up at him, and I know I’ve got to have a giant smile on my face.

“You can’t stay here, Prinzessin. The new couple needs their alone time,” Pink says to Elle.

I don’t even turn to look at them. I just keep looking up a Drake who’s got that soft look again.

“I told you to stay put,” Drake whispers down to me.

“Sorry. I seem to like to follow you around,” I admit to him, not caring if everyone can hear us.

“I like that, cupcake, but until I know you’re safe, you gotta do what I tell you, or I’ll worry nonstop. You’ll do that for me?”

“Yes,” I say instantly, wanting to give him what he wants.

“She never complies that easy with me,” I hear Elle huff.

“Come home with me and I’ll comply with anything you want.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“You still wet from that kiss?”

“Zoey.” Elle says my name, ignoring Pink’s question.

I turn my head to look at her, and I notice she hasn’t made a move to put space between herself and Pink.

“What?”

“I want to stay with you.”

I shake my head. “I want to be alone with Drake. We have plans. Plans that involve me having lots of orgasms.”

“His plans should be finding out who’s stalking you.” Elle stomps her foot in frustration, and I can’t help but smile. Strangely, I like how this Pink guy has got her all worked up. Her calm and collected self is starting to slip away, being replaced by a looser, more natural Elle.

“He is. We’ll just do that in between.”

“She’s right, cupcake. I do need to check in with the security at your building and see if they got those tapes.” He leans down, placing a kiss on my neck. I lean up, giving him all of me, but he doesn’t do the licking like I want and just pulls away. “You want to be close to Zoey? Stay with Pink. He lives one floor down, and the building is secure. You’ll both be safe here.”

“Fine.”

I narrow my eyes at Elle. She gave in a little too easily.

“Call two guards. I want them on the door while we go check shit out,” Drake tells Pink before turning to me.

“You and your sister keep your little asses planted while we’re gone. When I get back, I’ll give you what you want.”





10





Drake





I hear Pink make the call as I take Zoey’s face in my hands and gently kiss her lips. She opens for me, and I slip my tongue inside. As I taste her sweet warmth, I want to deepen the kiss and take her to the ground, but I hear a throat clearing and I remember we aren’t alone.

“They’ll be here in three minutes,” Pink says as I pull back from Zoey’s lips.

She’s smiling so big that I can’t help but match it. Leaning down, I give her one more quick kiss before I turn, going to the bedroom and pulling on some boots. Once I’m dressed, I head back out to the kitchen to see Zoey and Elle sitting at the counter and Pink standing on the other side, staring directly at Elle, nearly burning a hole into her.

“Everything okay?” He looks up at me, shaking off the trance, and pushes away from the counter.

I hear a knock and check the security camera next to the door, seeing two of our men outside.

Nodding to Pink, I lean over and kiss Zoey on the forehead one last time. I can’t seem to keep my hands off her, and even now, knowing she won’t be in my sight makes me itchy to hurry this up and get back to her. It’s a feeling I’m not used to, having always liked being alone.