Finally satisfied, I guess, he stormed back to me. I was still in the living room and as he barreled down on me all I could do was back up against the wall.
Josh caged me in between his arms and asked in a very calm tone that was still a little unsettling, “How did you get home?”
I looked up in his eyes and what I saw was something that shocked the hell out of me. It wasn’t anger that would undoubtedly match his behavior. No, what I saw in his eyes was hurt.
“Summer, I’m holding on by a thin thread here. Answer my question. How…did...you...get...home?”
“I took a cab,” I said quickly.
“Why didn’t you call me? You know I hate you traveling alone late at night.”
“It wasn’t late at night. Josh. I got off early. Mr. Creepy–”
Josh frowned. “Who?”
Shit
“Um, Mr. Red, my boss… he um… he let me go home early. And you’ve been so tired lately… working like crazy. You won’t let me help you, so I figured I’d help another way by letting you sleep. I texted you when I got home so you wouldn’t worry. Didn’t you get it?”
Josh exhaustedly ran his hands from the top of his head down past his face.
“Yeah, I got your text.”
I smiled. “Okay, see so why–”
“But when you didn’t respond to my reply and the countless calls and text messages after that…” he trailed off.
Damn!
“Josh, had I known you were texting or calling, I would have answered,” I told him, understanding why he was banging on my door and why he checked my apartment.
“Yes, I know that, so when you didn’t… Let’s just say I didn’t want to assume you were okay.”
Josh backed away from me and turned around. He placed both of his hands on his head and looked around my apartment.
“I’m sorry you were worried, but you don’t have to be. I’ve been okay this long I think…” I started, but when he whirled around, the look I saw his eyes told me I had made a grave mistake.
“How can you tell me not to be worried that you didn’t respond to my text and that your phone was off?” He started walking toward me again. “Your phone is never off. I was going shit out of my fucking mind wondering if you’d been hurt or if that son of a bitch had you. Do you have any idea the things I thought about? Damn it, Summer, I thought I was coming here to find your lifeless body in this fucking apartment.”
I instinctively put my hands on his face and leveraged myself so at least I didn’t have to pull him down to my level too much.
I said, “I’m so sorry, okay? I didn’t realize you’d worry about me so much. I was just trying to let you get some sleep. But I’m fine; I won’t do that anymore, okay? I’ll call you instead of texting. I’ll wait for you or I’ll call Ivan, okay?” I caressed his face softly and said just as soft, “I’m sorry, Joshua.”
I got all the way on the tips of my toes and kissed his lips. I gave him a few chaste kisses until I felt his body relax. His arms snaked around my waist, and he pulled me closer to him.
He took over the kiss the moment I opened my mouth and our tongues touched. That was when I found myself backed up against the wall, my arms pinned up above my head and a roaming hand that seemed to be getting quite familiar with my body… YES!!!!!!!
Joshua
Josh was on his way to pick up Summer from work on Mt. Washington when he saw her on the side of the building looking out onto the city.
Josh pulled up and got out of the car. She turned, hearing his car door close, and when she saw him, she smiled. God, he loved her smile. He smiled back but instantly froze when a man approached her he didn’t recognize; it was clear Summer did. Her smile dropped from her face and was replaced with paralyzing fear. She shook her head and put her hands up in a defensive gesture at the man.
That’s when Josh saw that the stranger had a gun in his hand. Josh yelled Summer’s name and went for his own piece, only to find he was unarmed.
“Fuck!” Josh yelled and ran to Summer, but it was too late.
He heard the gun go off before he saw the impact. Summer’s lovely face contorted with pain, disappeared along with her body over the guardrail.
“Summer….” Josh shot up from the couch and instinctively grabbed for his phone.
That’s when he saw Summer had texted him that she was home about an hour ago.
“Shit!”
He remembered hearing his phone go off, but he dismissed it thinking it was Paula calling him or texting him again. She was becoming relentless with her pursuit of him, and he knew he needed to talk to her.
He texted her back, asking how she got home.
He kept trying to stress to her the importance of not relying on public transportation to get home. He felt better when he or Ivan took her home and check her apartment, just to make sure she was safe. He didn’t think she was in immediate danger, but one thing that has always been his motto: never underestimate anyone and always be prepared. He hadn’t started the steps to rid Summer of her past, but once he started shaking trees, he wanted her already in a regimen that would keep her safe.
When he didn’t receive a reply in the first fifteen minutes, he didn’t think anything of it. Thirty minutes later when he called her and her phone went straight to voice mail, he became worried. She never turned her phone off, no matter what. And to top things off, she wouldn’t just leave work without at least calling him and telling him. She would never text.
“Fuck!”
Josh got up quick, grabbed his phone, keys, wallet, and glock and headed down to his car. He’d probably lost an hour and a half, which was time he would never get back. He started to call his brother, but he decided to wait. He hoped it wouldn’t be too much for his brothers to track her if she was taken. He knew deep down if she was still in the apartment, it was a possibility she wouldn’t be breathing.
His heart was beating out of his chest as he pounded on her door.
Please be in here.
The moment she opened the door he wanted to grab her and kiss her silly. That was until he saw what she came to the door in. She wore this really thin silky tank shirt with no bra and these extremely short silky matching shorts.
Ashamed of his ignorance, his next thought was she wasn’t alone, and it didn’t help watching her neighbor come to the door and rake his eyes over her body. He was fuming and out of control. The steel behind his back was weighing heavily, and he prayed he wouldn’t find anyone here. He knew he was becoming undone, but he couldn’t help it. The possessiveness in him took over.
When his search came up empty, he calmed slightly, enough to talk to her, but that calmness didn’t last very long. He was starting to get pissed off even more at how clueless she was about how he felt about her.
He almost confessed to her what she truly meant to him when she did something that she had never done before, she took charge. She must have felt he was holding on for dear life, and she reached up and touched his face and initiated a kiss from him so sweet he had no choice but to let go. When she opened her mouth to him and let him kiss her the way he loved so much, all control left his body.
He pinned her up against the wall, her wrists together in one of his hands, and positioned them above her head while his other hand traveled down her side and to one of her breasts. He squeezed and massaged it, marveling over how it fit in his hand the way he liked, while he trailed kisses down her neck and behind her ear.
Her moans were making him lose his mind, and the way her hips started to move made Josh instinctively put his thigh between her legs, giving her the friction she was searching for. Josh pulled her shirt down just enough to reveal a perky round nipple that was screaming for him, teasing him.
He bent over more and moved his tongue over her taunt nipple before he greedily captured it in his mouth.
“Oh Joshua… yes… please….” she whispered to him with a need that fueled him to consume her completely.
He yanked harder on her shirt, and the front of her shirt fell, revealing what he’s been dreaming about since he met her.
“Damn, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered to her before taking the other nipple in his mouth while he massaged and pulled the nipple from the other breast.
“Joshua… Please let me touch you…” she called to him.
Josh wanted nothing more than to let her touch him, searing him with a desire so strong, but what he had behind his back, tucked in his pants, would undeniably freak her out.
He would have to figure out something when he moved this show to her bedroom, but for now, he was enjoying this heavenly body of hers.
He trailed kisses back up to her collarbone, her neck, back to her lips and kissed her with everything he’d been feeling for weeks. This kiss was hard and rough and demanding. He wanted her to know how much he ached for her, how much he desired her.
As he kissed her, he kept a tight hold on her wrists, and his other hand traveled down to her shorts and under her panties to her heat between her legs. He caressed her clit and moved his mouth back to the sensitive spot right under her ear.
“Oh my… Joshua!”
Summer started moving her hips, and he knew her desires were building. Just as Josh started moving his finger to feel her, she instantly went ridged and clasped her legs together.