My Guardian Angel(17)

Genna was too preoccupied to notice her leave, her little lover man was all over her and she relished in it. Both Jason and I sat awkwardly next to each other, nursing our drinks.

“How’s your writing going?” he questioned, looking at his drink.

“It’s better now that I understand the SWAT unit more,” I answered.

“If you have any questions just ask me, I’ll help you with whatever you need.” He looked over and half smiled.

I said thanks as I picked up my drink and took a sip. I heard some kissing sounds. I knew I shouldn’t, but I did. I looked over to see Genna enjoying her evening.

“It looks like they’re having sex,” I murmured. Part of me wishing I was in the same position, but with a different man, the one who sat next to me to be more precise.

“Yeah that’s Tom for you. Sorry if he’s making you uncomfortable.”

I waved my hand at him. “It’s not me he’s making uncomfortable; it’s the whole place.”

It was well past one in the morning and I figured Genna was sending me smoke signals from rubbing her thighs together. That was my cue to leave. Jason seemed to have read my mind as he reached into his pocket to pay the bill. I took out money, but he refused to take it.

“I’ll pay this time.” He winked and ushered me out. He took my hand and held it until we reached his car.

The tenderness of his large hand warmed my chilled body. His long fingers curled around my palm, making my hand feel small. Jason holding my hand ignited the flames, which were quietly building up inside me. He took out his keys and unlocked the door, letting go of me. I guess my face must have prompted him to answer my unspoken question.

“It’s best people think we’re dating, just in case. The village isn’t safe at night,” he answered as he opened the door for me. I fake smiled, wishing he had said something else.

“What are friends for?” I said sarcastically.

“Just get in, Kassia,” he laughed.

He drove me home and parked the car in front of my house.

“Well thanks for tonight. Even though part of me thinks you stalked me,” I accused.

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and stepped out of the car.

He walked around and opened my door and walked me up my steps. I wanted to invite him in. The moment we stepped into my house, I wanted to rip his clothes off and have sex with him. I wanted to cuddle in his big arms and sleep contently. But he just wanted to be friends.

“Well goodnight, Kassia,” he said as I located my keys and opened my door. “Text me whenever you need any info on our friendly neighborhood SWAT team.”

“Sure thing,” I murmured. I stepped into my home and locked the door behind me. I heard his engine rumble as it came to life and drove off into the night with my libido.





My Present



“Come on Kass, run faster!” Darios yelled so loudly, that the whole gym was looking at me run on the treadmill, which he forced me on. I was huffing and puffing, trying hard to catch my breath. The asshole was paying me back. I wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction, so I kept running, even though my legs were about to give out from under me.

“Don’t you think you ran enough?” Jason asked as he pressed the button, slowing down the machine. Darios’ eyes literally bugged out.

“I’m…fine,” I huffed.

“Yeah, sure you are.” He lowered the incline and I began to regain my breathing.

“Ah Jason, do you mind? I'm the one training my sister!” My brother leaned in and was about to press the speed button.

“I think she’s done, don’t you?” he challenged.

“I don’t!” Darios fired back.

I couldn’t help but dart back and forth between them. The atmosphere around both of them was unnerving. Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me off the treadmill. He gently smiled as he looked down at me. I was lost in his damn grey eyes again. He tilted his head to one side, picked up a flyaway strand of hair and softly curled it around my ear.

“So what kind of workout are you doing today?” he asked so quietly that I scarcely heard him. I stood there mute, lost in his presence.

“We’re going to be doing whatever you’re not,” Darios said bluntly. Jason just laughed and looked over my head.

“No problem, Darios.” He patted me on my head. “Have a good workout.” He winked and walked towards a bench press.

“Hey, Jessica? Can you get a mop over here? My sister won’t stop drooling!” my brother said, mocking me. I turned my head and glared at him.

Jessica came bouncing towards us.

“What is it Darios?” She smiled, waiting for my brother.