Obsession, Loving An Alpha Male(49)

“Next time maybe you’ll call first.”

Josh moved to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

“It’s really not a problem, we weren’t busy,” I added, and Misty laughed.

“Is that so… Well, from where we were, it sounded like you two were very busy.”

I frowned not understanding what she meant then it hit me, and my eyes grew like five sizes, and I knew I was turning red. Josh leaned in the kitchen doorway smirking at me.

I said, horrified, “They heard us?”

He shook his head and walked toward me. “Ah no not me.” He kissed my stunned lips…

When he pulled back, smiling at me, I hit his chest, “Oh my God Josh, that’s not funny. You mean to tell me I was that loud?”

Misty waved me off. “I wouldn’t worry about it. Hell, if the cops didn’t come knocking, I guess you’re okay.”

Josh frowned. “What are you trying to say, Misty?” Then he looked at me. “When I get home, we’re definitely making sure the cops are called and all night too.”

I shook my head thinking about how embarrassing that would be.

“The hell we are!”

Misty laughed. “Josh, I love her… You better not screw this up or I’ll castrate you!”

Amused, Josh pulled me in his arms. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

He kissed me hard right in front of Misty and Jacks…. And what’s wonderful is I kissed him right back….

“I love you, Sweets,” he told me not ashamed or afraid.

“Josh…” was all I could say.

We stood like that for a minute before Misty broke up our trance.

“All right, Sweets, we’ll get lover boy home to you as soon as we can.”

“Okay.” I blushed at the way she said Josh’s nickname for me.

Josh, however, didn’t like it very much. Misty gave me a hug and walked out of the door Josh held open.

“What?” she said, then laughed.

Jacks walked past me. “Kenya…”

I frowned. “Jackass!”

Jacks stopped and turned. “Jacks will do just fine.”

I grunted. “Not for me.”

“Get the fuck out of my apartment, Jacks,” Josh bellowed.

I heard Jacks say, “See, I told you… Sweet, my ass… she’s all spice…”

“And I love her… I swear Josh, fuck up and your ass is filleted,” I heard Misty say as she disappeared down the hall.

Josh shook his head, then said, “Jacks’ an asshole, but he means well.”

I folded my arms and grunted. “I’ll take your word for it.”

Josh looked at me stunned. “You’ll have to tell me what he said to you that day at the restaurant.”

I kissed Josh quickly, then pushed him out.

“Uh huh, as soon as you get home I’ll tell you.”

I closed the door behind him before he asked me to tell him right there. I hadn’t brought up anything Jacks said to me. I knew he was saying things to get a rise out of me, and I didn’t take any credence to it. I had asked Josh about Emily after that and we talked about her, but I never told him what Jacks said about him and her. The idea that Josh could have felt for Emily the way he felt for me was unnerving, but I didn’t ask him about it. I did know that I needed to have that conversation sooner rather than later.

Maybe I’ll bring it up when he gets back or on our trip to DC.

Before I walked away from the door, I heard a quick knock. I opened it, and Josh quickly took my face in his hands and kissed me. I felt the wall against my back as he devoured me with one of those kisses that made my panties melt away. Our tongues did one of our favorite dances that would always end with us naked and wrapped in a heated, sweaty embrace.

When Josh pulled back from me, he rested his forehead against mine.

He took a few deep breaths and said, “I’ll be back in a few hours, and we will see how long we can go until the cops come knocking.”

I smiled and brought my hands in his hair. It felt like that moment we both needed to feel each other, to touch each other. I knew being in his arms I felt content and safe, and just knowing he came back for this moment brought tears to my eyes.

I swallowed them down and said, “Do you think you could last that long?”

“Are you challenging me, woman?”

I giggled. “Only if you’re up for it.”

Josh suddenly picked me up, causing me to squeal with shock and delight.

“Baby, I’m always up for a challenge.”

I brought my fingers to his cheek and caressed him.

I said softly, “Then you better hurry up so you can get back.”

“I love you, baby, so fucking much.”

I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against his. “I know…” I said softly.

“Good. Don’t you ever forget it.”

He let me down at that moment and slowly moved back from me. I watched a series of emotions pass through his eyes before they were his normal shade of blue.

He touched my cheek with his finger and told me, “I’m leaving the car for you just in case you need it. I can see it in your eyes you want to go to the store for something.”

I nodded and smiled. “You know me so well.”

“I won’t be long.”

He touched my lips with his finger then left the apartment.

After I locked up, I headed straight to the shower to let some cold water calm me down then I did exactly what Josh said I would. I changed into jeans and a sweatshirt. I grabbed his keys and rode out to south side works to do a little shopping that I needed. I bought a couple of things like little shampoos, toothbrush; stuff like that. I made sure I had appropriate things to sleep in… t–shirt and long pants. If Josh thought I was sleeping with him naked in his parents’ house; he was sadly mistaken.

I rode past Finn’s and decided to stop and hang out with Joy and some of the girls. It was packed in there as usual, so I propped myself at the bar and talked to Aaron and Joy for a few, just trying to pass the time away until Josh was done.

I gave it about an hour before I decided to make it back to the apartment. I’d been out for a while now with shopping and drinking. I thought I’d wasted enough time, and he’d be calling me telling me to be on the bed butt naked and ready. I grinned and made my way to the car when it hit me. I remembered what I had left in my old apartment.

I kept the bus tickets and other trinkets and memorabilia from my travels in a shoebox on the top shelf of my closet. I wanted the memories to be with me always. The box meant a lot to me and had sentimental value, but then again, if it did, I wouldn’t have left it right…

Anyway, I thought about turning around and asking Ivan to come with me, but he was really busy. I thought about asking Josh to meet me tonight so I could get it, but honestly, why do all that when I could just swing by and get it real quick? I had my taser with me, so I should be good. And if it felt wrong, I wouldn’t even get out of the car.

I made my way to my street and the coast was clear and everything seemed normal. My phone started ringing, but I ignored it. Josh had the knack to know exactly when I was getting in to something I shouldn’t with just the sound of my voice. If I answered the phone he would probably know what I was doing instantly. So I just left my purse in the car, grabbed my keys, and headed to my apartment.





Chapter 18


Joshua


It took the entire ride out to Robinson for Josh to calm down. He was pissed as hell at both Misty and Jacks. They really didn’t need him tonight. They just wanted to get in his shit for being MIA for a few weeks.

Sitting in the front, he turned to Jacks who was driving and said, “So tell me again why you needed me on this adventure of yours?”

Misty spoke up from the back of the truck.

“I’m not sure. I mean, the owner of the company you worked for wanted to talk to you as well as us.”

“Okay, I get that, but why set up the meeting now? Did he say they had more they wanted to share?” Josh asked.

“Actually I think so,” Misty added, and Josh simply nodded, and suddenly a sense of urgency to get this night over with so he could get back to Kenya came over him.

“So how serious is it with you and Sweets?” Misty smiled and leaned up against the front seat of the truck.

Josh remained quiet and continued to stare out the window. He remained quiet, not because he didn’t know, but because he didn’t feel like sharing. What he and Kenya shared seemed sacred to him, and he didn’t want to define anything without talking to her first. One thing he did know though, he was going to make her his wife and the mother of his kids sooner rather than later.

He pulled out his phone and looked at it. He thought about calling her just to make sure she was okay, but they pulled up to the house. The urgency feeling still rode him as they walked up to the door of Mr. Howard, CEO and owner of the Howard and Bradshaw Investment firm.

A woman clothed in a dark blue dress opened the door to greet them. She escorted them to a sitting area and advised Mr. Howard would be with them in a minute. The sitting area seemed very cozy and posh with expensive antique couches and chairs that were probably made to be looked at rather than sat on, and dark wood floors with a plush area rug that sat in front of the couches and chairs enveloped the space underneath them. There was a large fireplace and mantel with crystal figurines and family photos.