All in all, the date had gone great. So I was surprised that we were now going the opposite way to my house. We were almost at Ryder’s house, well, more like mansion. “You’re going the wrong way. The base is the opposite direction.”
He didn’t even take his eyes off the road when he answered me. “I know where the base is, but I’m taking you home. The base, your father’s house, isn’t your home anymore.”
Throwing my hands in the air in annoyance, I glared at Ryder. “What happened to being sane? So far tonight I thought you’d stopped your macho caveman crap. I don’t live with you. This is our first date for Christ’s sake.”
“I don’t like it when you’re at the base. I can’t get to you there. I want you in our house.”
What the hell was wrong with this guy? “Look, just because I slept with you and went on a date with you, doesn’t mean I’m moving in. I agreed to bodyguards and I think that was crazy enough. I am not moving in.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
He turned into his street and still didn’t flash me a look. “I don’t want to sleep without you. You’re mine. I want you close. I want you with me.”
At his words, my stupid stomach flipped and I really had to fight the urge to sigh. “I can’t, even if I wanted to,” I mumble. “I have to look after my brother. I’m his guardian while my dad’s away.”
He reached down into a glove box and pulled out a remote as we eased up towards his driveway. He pressed buttons, the gates opened, and we drove through. When we’re through, his car crawls and he finally glances at me. “I’ve spoken to your brother. You and he are moving in. I’ve shown him the room he has here and he seemed pretty happy.”
“Well, I can’t stay tonight because I don’t have clothes for work tomorrow.” I could hear the sulk of defeat in my voice as I tried to come up with a reason why I couldn’t stay with him. Ryder did something to me and if I stayed with him I’d give in to him way too much. My body craved him and I was starting to like him even though he was a loon.
“You do. Arron let in movers and they packed all your things tonight.”
“What?” I screeched just as he drove into a huge garage filled with cars.
He parked and turned off the car. Without answering me, the wanker got out of the car and walked around to my side, opened the door, leaned down, and hooked his arms around me as he lifted me out and placed me over his shoulder. He did all this without saying a word.
Shocked, and majorly pissed, it took me a while to react. I pounded on his back and kicked his chest. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Put me the fuck down you cocksucker.” When his hand swatted my arse, not once but three times, I stilled, before going nuts. “You did not just smack my butt you fucker! You are so going to regret what you just did. Not to mention your high handedness at packing my things. You had no right.”
He stopped and I noticed we were near the steps up to the rooms. “I have every right.” His deep gravel grumble had my pussy tingling and some of my anger leaving me. He stomped up the stairs and carefully placed me down. His large hands cupped my face and I stared up into his big, bright green eyes, mesmerized. “You’re mine.”
Damn. Oh crap. Oh double damn. My whole being heated at his words and the gravely timbre of his voice. I was ready to jump his bones. As my mind flashed images at me throwing myself at him and having my way with him, the anger I had disappeared. Fuck, this man had some major voodoo power over me that turned me into a nympho when I got near him. I needed to tell him I wasn’t his. That we were only dating and had been on all of one date. I should tell him that I wasn’t going to move in with him, but for some reason I moaned, “I love your eyes.” What! Why the hell did I say that and not any of the many things I should? Something was wrong with me.
His chuckle had a shiver flowing through me and shooting straight to my tingling pussy. He backed me towards his bedroom door, leaned over and opened it. He picked me up, but this time he cradled me in his arms as he walked to the bed. He gently placed me down at the foot of the bed. “Your brother is in the bedroom the furthest from this one. Your boxes are all in the walk-in-closest.” He tucked my hair that had fallen in front of my eyes behind my ears. “This is where you belong. I am yours and you are mine. You need to be with me. Which means you live with me. When your father is away, your brother is welcome here. No, your brother is welcome anytime. My goal is to make you happy and keep you that way. I’m not sorry I took over and moved you in, because this is where you belong.”