Adrenaline (Speed #2) (29 page)

The feeling of a huge weight was instantly lifted off my shoulders as I took a few steps back and turned around. I was frozen in place by her emerald eyes.

“Paislie?”

She quickly wiped her tears away as she gave me the smile I had been longing to see for the last few months.

We both walked toward one another and stopped as we got within a few inches of each other.

My eyes searched her face as I whispered, “I can’t breathe without you. I need you to know that. You’re everything I need.”

A small sob escaped her mouth as she brought her hands up to her lips. “I’ll do whatever I have to do to beg for your forgiveness. I swear to you, Paislie, I will never hurt you again. I don’t need you to save me . . . I need you to love me as much as I love you.”

Her hands dropped to her sides as her eyes peered into mine. The ache in the back of my throat was almost unbearable as I waited for her to speak.

“Why did you drive off the track the other day?”

My hands reached for hers as I watched her breath catch. “Because in that very moment it hit me.”

“What hit you?”

I pulled her body closer to mine. “That what I wanted wasn’t on the racetrack or in that car. It wasn’t the rush I got from living my life on the edge.”

My thumbs wiped her tears away as I leaned down and softly kissed her lips. “It was seeing your beautiful smile every day. Hearing your voice first thing in the morning, feeling you in my arms as I drift off to sleep. Paislie, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you. I have no idea why I called you Casey that day but I swear to you, I’ve never thought of you as a replacement. I love you, Paislie. God I love you, and only you, more than anything in this life of mine. You’re the reason I wake up each day.”

Her hands came up and grabbed onto my arms. “Please tell me I’m not dreaming.”

A wicked smile crept over my face. “How about if I show you?”

We were soon lost in a kiss. I never wanted to let her out of my sight again. When we finally pulled back for air, I searched her face. “Wait. How did you know I was here?”

She smiled and said, “Your friend, Emmit.”

My head pulled back in confusion. “Emmit?”

“He sent me an email, we talked on the phone, and I meet him and his beautiful wife and son this morning.”

I looked over her shoulder to see Emmit leaning against a car, giving me a fucking grin from ear to ear.

I shook my head and snickered. “I told him I was letting go of my past today . . . I guess he’s smarter than I gave him credit for.”

Paislie giggled and lightly hit my chest. Taking her hand in mine, we headed over to Emmit. He pushed off the car and reached his hand out for mine.

“Glad to see you took my advice.”

With a chuckle, I gave him a light push. “Glad to see you didn’t give up on me.”

“Nah. I was even thinking, now that you followed in my footsteps and seeing how much Addie and I miss Texas, maybe we should talk about a future together.”

“Now, Emmit, I know we’ve moved into a comfortable area with our friendship, but I don’t think I’m ready to take it any further.”

His smile faded as he pinched his brows together. “That’s not what I meant, asshole. I’m talking about going into business together.”

I was certainly intrigued. “What did you have in mind?”

Emmit stole a glance over to Paislie and then back to me. “Why don’t you two get . . . caught up on things first. Addie and I are staying at a bed and breakfast in Waco. How about we meet for breakfast tomorrow.”

Warmth radiated through my body at the idea of being with Paislie. “Let’s make it lunch.”

Both Emmit and Paislie laughed as he shook my hand and said, “Deal. I’ll wait for your call tomorrow.”

Paislie dropped my hand and walked up to Emmit. She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you for everything.”

Emmit’s eyes softened as he nodded and said, “You’re welcome. I’ll talk to y’all tomorrow.”

Paislie and I stood and watched Emmit drive off before I turned her to me. “If I take you home, Sophie is going to freak and want you to play pretty pretty princess or some shit like that.”

She frowned. “Emmit just drove off with my bag that had all my stuff in it.”

Reaching into my pocket for my phone, I hit Janet’s number.

“Hey, boss.”

“Janet, I need you to see if the Russell place is available. The cottage.”

“Oh my goodness! Please tell me she’s with you.”

I couldn’t help but smile like a fool. “Yes ma’am, she is standing right here.”

Paislie blushed and looked down. “Okay, I’m on the other line, give me two seconds.”

My hand slipped behind her hair as I pulled her to me. Our lips crashed together and quickly grew hungry as Paislie’s hands moved to my chest. Her low moan vibrated through my entire body.

“You’re a go! They’re all in California.”

Pulling my lips from Paislie’s, I panted, “Thanks.”

Not giving her time to answer, I hit End, shoved my phone back in my pocket and picked Paislie up as she squealed in delight.

“I missed you, baby,” I said as I let her slowly slide down my body and pushed her against my truck, pinning her with my body.

Tears were threatening to build in her eyes as her chin trembled. “I missed you too. So very much.”

“God give me strength to get you to the Russell’s place. I want nothing more than to rip your panties off and take you right here.” Paislie looked around as I said, “Well, maybe not a cemetery, but you know what I mean.”

She smiled but then it faded and was replaced by a look of worry. The images of her on that fucker flooded my memory.

“Malcolm, I need to tell you something.”

Closing my eyes, I fought to keep the jealousy away. “It doesn’t matter what happened when we were apart, Paislie.”

When I opened my eyes, she looked so conflicted. “It does to me. I’m not sure if you were with anyone, but I . . . I um . . . well I ran into an old friend who I grew up with in the orphanage. I was feeling really lonely and confused and we went back to my apartment.”

I wanted so desperately to tell her to stop talking. The last thing I wanted to hear about was her and this old friend rolling around in bed together. The only reason I held back was it was clear she wanted to get this off her chest.

“Things got a little intense in the car and for a moment I thought I was going to just let him take me there in broad daylight. Before I had a chance to even have an orgasm, I came to my senses and stopped it.”

I slowly let out the breath I wasn’t even aware I was holding. “Paislie, baby you don’t owe me any—”

She put her finger up to my lips. “Please let me finish.” I nodded and waited for her to keep talking.

“I felt terrible for getting the poor guy so turned on, so I gave him a hand job. He wanted to take things further but I told him about you and that I wasn’t ready.”

My heart was pounding against my chest wall as I waited for her to keep telling me what happened. “He asked to come up to my apartment to clean up. I let him and that’s all that happened. I didn’t even kiss him goodbye.”

Thank God.

This whole time I had let myself believe she had sex with him.

I placed my hand on the side of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. “I haven’t been with anyone, Paislie.”

“Not even . . .”

Her gaze fell as I lifted her chin with my finger and made her look at me. “Not even Ashley. She is madly in love with some computer programmer dude from Dallas. We were only ever meant to be friends.”

Paislie chuckled as I opened the door and held her hand while she got in. Before shutting the door, I kissed her gently on the lips. “I really hope we make it and don’t stop on the side of the road.”

She cocked her head to the side and said, “Patience, Mr. Wallace. I promise it will be worth the wait.”

My dick jumped in my pants as I adjusted it and moaned. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”

MALCOLM TALKED MY EAR OFF
while he drove to whatever the Russell’s was. I prayed like hell it wasn’t a bed and breakfast like Emmit and Adaline were staying in. The last thing I wanted was for people to be around us when I screamed out Malcolm’s name in pleasure.

My body was in overdrive as I pressed my legs together to keep from sticking my hand down my pants. Each bump Malcolm hit had me moaning internally.

Jesus why am I so horny?
Oh wait, maybe it had something to do with the fact I needed to feel the hands of the man I loved on me, bringing me to a state of euphoria like never before.

Trying to focus on what Malcolm was saying, I sucked in a breath when his hand moved further up my leg. He must have noticed because he smiled.

With a snicker, he turned and pulled up to a large iron gate. “We’re almost there.”

“What is this place?” I asked as he typed in a code.

“The Russell’s place.”

Horror swept over my body. “Someone’s house? Malcolm we can’t just go to someone’s house and have sex.”

He grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. “Take a deep breath, Paislie. I promise it will be worth it.”

I looked back out the front window as Malcolm drove down the long drive. Soon, vineyards appeared on either side of the truck.

“A vineyard?” I asked with excitement.

“A lot of people think the vineyards are all in the hill country, but we have a few hidden jewels up this way.”

I couldn’t help the silly grin on my face as I looked at the endless grapes hanging from the vines. “It’s so beautiful.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Excitement bubbled up in my stomach as I tried to search ahead of us. “You ready?” Malcolm asked as I started laughing.

“For what? You’re killing me here! What am I ready for?”

It was then I saw it. I let out a gasp as the French Normandy-style house came into sight. The gothic spires and archways were breathtaking. The closer Malcolm drove, the more I was in awe.

“What is this place?”

With a grin, he replied, “Heaven.”

The truck came to a stop as I agreed. “I’ll say.”

Pushing the truck door open, I jumped out and took in as much as I could. The landscaping was out of this world with fountains sprinkled throughout. It truly was heaven on earth.

“The Russell’s bought this place back in nineteen twenty. It has stayed in their family ever since.”

He took my hand and led me up to the front door. “Wait. This is someone’s actual house. Malcolm, no! We can’t just go in there and desecrate their home!”

He threw his head back and laughed. “Trust me, I have their permission to be here. I’ve been trying to talk them into selling me this place.”

My eyes grew wide. “What? As in like buy the house and the vineyard?”

He winked and said, “Yep.”

Less than a minute later, I was standing in a grand foyer with my mouth gaped. I wasn’t sure where to look first. The wood floors were beautiful, but what really had my attention was the amazing wooden staircase that stood in front of me. It branched off to both the right and left.

“You should see it at Christmas time. They line poinsettias along the stairs leading all the way up. Garland and lights are wrapped around the railing as well. I remember coming here as a young boy and thinking someday I would own this house.”

I let out a dry laugh. “You’d have to be a millionaire to afford this place!”

Malcolm lifted his brows as I quickly changed the subject. “How big is it?”

“Over sixteen thousand square feet and four floors.”

“Four floors!” I exclaimed.

Taking my hand in his, he walked around. “Two families live here. Each has two floors.”

“Wow. I can’t even imagine.”

Malcolm showed me the lower two floors. The kitchen alone had me drooling. With the off-white cabinets and gourmet cooking appliances, I almost wished I was a good cook. We toured the master bedroom that was at least three times the size of my apartment in Dallas. The giant Jacuzzi-style tub had my thoughts wandering and in a very naughty place.

The other four bedrooms each had their own bathrooms. One had a fireplace in it like the master bedroom.

“So do the other two floors look the same as this?”

“Pretty much. Except on the main floor there is a wine tasting room. Bob Russell, who was the grandson to the original owner, had a tasting room put in years ago when they had the vineyards opened up to the public. But now they simply sell the grapes and no longer make wine on the property.”

“Wow. I can’t get over how beautiful it is. I would love to see it at Christmas time if they let us.”

Malcolm squeezed my hand and pulled me closer to him. “They’ll let us. Jonathon, Bob’s son is a huge NASCAR fan. I’ve given him plenty of VIP passes.”

With a smirk, I asked, “Is that why they let you just walk around their house?”

He laughed and guided me out the back and down a precious stone path. “Something like that.” The feel of his hand on my lower back guiding me was the best feeling in the world.

When we came upon a small cottage, I looked at him. “Please tell me this is our last stop. I’d give anything to feel you inside of me.”