Rock Chick Reckoning(27)

I stopped breathing.

Effing, effing, hel , hel , hell.

He came back to me, his arms moving around me, one hand sliding over my bottom, the other arm wrapping around my waist.

He looked me in the eyes and said softly, “I’m guessin’

this doesn’t mean I’ve won.”

My sanity instantly returned, just as quickly as it fled.

I retorted, al bitchy (seriously, in my defense, I mean, hel o, he broke my heart once already, temporary insanity was one thing but taking him back was just plain loco),

“This doesn’t mean anything. As far as I’m concerned, this didn’t even happen.”

For some unhinged reason this made him grin like he found this a fortunate turn of events.

His mouth came to mine, lips stil turned up in a sexy smile, eyes open, gaze soft as it locked on mine.

I found I was holding my breath when he murmured,

“That’s what I thought.” He touched my lips with his, pul ed his head back a fraction and, stil smiling, he finished,

“Good to know you’re not gonna take the fun out of it, babe.”

Now what the hel did that mean?

No, no. I didn’t want to know.





Chapter Five


I Get It


Indy



“Come back to bed,” Lee said.

I looked away from the window to see Lee on his side, head in hand, in bed, the sheet down to his waist. I knew he was naked under the sheet and I knew what that naked looked like.



At the thought of it, I started to feel warm al over.

Hmm.

I walked to the bed and sat on the side.

“I don’t like it,” I told him.

“I don’t care. It’s decided,” he replied.

Boy, he was bossy. After al our time together, nearly a year, I hadn’t been able to get the bossy out of him. It was likely I never would. It was also likely I would never stop trying.

I made another attempt. “Maybe we should talk –” He moved. Quickly.

Hands at my waist, he twisted, taking me over his body, rol ing us both to the other side and I ended up on my back, Lee mostly on top of me.

“It’s decided,” he repeated.

“You didn’t ask –” I started.

“Listen to me, honey,” he said softly but his voice was determined. “I got the choice of puttin’ on a fuckin’ suit in a coupla weeks in order to meet you at the end of an aisle or maybe puttin’ on a suit to stand by your coffin. I pick the first.”

Okay, he had a point there. I picked the first too.

“How do the other boys feel about this decision?” I asked.

“Ecstatic. None of us particularly enjoyed the shot at, kidnapped, beat up portions of the Rock Chick Experience the first time around. We’re not fired up for a repeat performance.”

Okay, he had a point there too.



“Al right,” I said.

At my unusual y easy capitulation, he smiled at me. I stared.

He had a great smile. After a lifetime of witnessing that smile (which I had, his parents were best friends with my parents, I’d known him since I was born) I was stil ready for another lifetime.

His mouth went to my neck. A shiver ran across my skin.

“I stil can’t believe you’re gonna give up,” I whispered and I couldn’t believe it because it was unbelievable. Lee Nightingale was not a man who gave up.

“It’s not givin’ up,” he murmured against my neck, his mouth moving up to my jaw. “What it is, is assessing priorities and not takin’ any chances.”

I had to admit, it was nice to know I was “a priority”.

Stil .

“But –”

His mouth came to mine. “Shut up.”

My eyes narrowed. “Don’t tel me to shut up.” His chocolate brown eyes got melty and I saw smile crinkles form at their sides.

“Al right,” he agreed.

Then he kissed me and I shut up.



* * * * *

Lee and I walked into Daisy’s big room. There were several boxes of LaMar’s donuts open and waiting, Smithie sitting in a chair eating a jel y donut and talking to Jules who was drinking coffee and looking pale. “Morning sickness?” I asked Jules.



“I’m in my fourth month and it’s sticking with me,” she replied on a grimace. “Can’t keep anything down until at least noon. Daisy’s breakfast yesterday… not fun re-experiencing that.”

“Fuck! Don’t talk about pukin’ while I’m eatin’ a jel y donut,” Smithie snapped.

“Sorry Smithie,” Jules returned on a smal smile.

“Where is everyone? We’re supposed to have a morning meeting.” Lee selected a chocolate-covered donut while I poured coffee.

I looked at Lee. He was ready to get this done. He had other, not so pleasant things on his agenda that day, like sitting down and giving into the threats of a very, very bad guy.