Blackness Takes Over & Blackness Awaits (20 page)

“Boys?” I wait for the peanut gallery.

“Yeah, let’s go,” Kavy breaks. Sully and Finn nod.

“You guys go down and give them the address to Crosshairs. I’ll meet you there.” They all leave Kel and I in the conference room. I turn to him and wrap my arms around his neck perched up on my tiptoes. I pull his mouth to mine and his hands slip around my waist, pulling me into him. He tastes like spearmint and Kel, yummy. Tongues get involved and we moan and groan a bit before we slow down and pull away.

“Thanks for havin’ my back earlier.” I’m breathy.

“Always.” He’s breathy too. He pats my ass two times. “We better get goin’. Time to see what my woman can really do.” His what?!

“Okie dokie.” What am I, an eighty-year-old? He intertwines our fingers and we make our way past my office and Karl, whose eyes are twinkling with questions.

I snicker, “Night Karl,” and wiggle my fingers at him. Kel winks at him and I think I hear him gasp. I don’t blame him, Kel’s magnificent and apparently “my man”. We’ll have to talk about that one later. To the gun range!

“That was fucking EPIC!!” Sully bellows once we’re all in the kitchen. “Kellerman if you didn’t have dibs I’d be all over her right now!” He’s full of shit, but I still laugh.

“What?” I question Sully. “Dibs didn’t stop you when I was seventeen. I’m not good enough for you anymore?” I coo coyly at him.

He scoops me up over his shoulder and starts to make a dash for the stairs. I feel myself being snatched from his shoulder. Kel is cradling me in his arms and I’m laughing like a mad woman.

“You’ll have to be faster than that O’Sullivan,” Kel chides. Kel puts me back on the floor, and kisses my cheek. The guys are all laughing and giving Sully shit about his lack of kidnapping skills.

“So, Officer Taylor it is?” Kavy asks, smiling my smile at me.

“He won,” I state emphatically.

It was a tough fought war but Officer Andrew Taylor beat me in the end. Barely, but he did hit the target closer to the center than me, by two millimeters. I’m trying not to be a sore loser. So tomorrow Taylor starts his post, and my life is now his to maintain. It’s a weird feeling and I’m not sure how to feel safe with someone I don’t know, let alone trust. This will be a learning experience. I grab Kel’s hand and head toward the stairs, I’m beat and in need of a cuddle.

“I’m off guys,” I say to the group, “thanks for your help today. Love you guys.”

“Kavanagh, try to stay on your side of the bed tonight,” Kel yells over his shoulder. Everyone bursts into laughter. When we get to my room I lock it. No more sleep wandering Kavy.

When Kel hears the lock click he cocks his eyebrow at me. “In need of some privacy Miss Kelly?” he has a flirty tone.

“I didn’t want anyone to walk in on you while you were changing, I know what a modest girl you are,” I snark it up.

“Did you just call me a girl?” He has a devilish grin on his face.

“Yup.” I pop the
p
. “Whatcha gonna do about it?” He flies at me across the bed and I run into the bathroom locking the door.

“Come out, Kid,” he mumbles through the door, “I’ll be gentle I promise.” His voice sounds like sex. Quiver.

“Promise?” I make my voice small.

“Promise.”

I unlatch the lock and slowly pull the door open. He’s standing with his arms spread, leaning against the door frame. I smile seductively at him. He shakes his finger at me “ah, ah, ah” style. Before I have the chance to defend myself he’s on me. I’m up over his shoulder and then immediately crashing back down on my bed, squealing like a little girl the whole time. He’s hovering over me and the squeals stop.

He’s hungry for me and I’m ready to be devoured. And devour me he does. His mouth is all over me: my eyes, cheeks, chin, neck, ears, collarbone, mouth, any sliver of skin he can get his mouth on he does. I’m moaning and working my hand through his soft hair. I tug at it a little and he groans into my mouth. I reach around and start unbuttoning his shirt. It’s taking too long and I can’t see what I’m doing because of his relentless assault on my mouth. I grasp it and rip it apart, buttons flying everywhere. He smiles in my mouth and keeps working his tongue across mine vigorously. I push his ruined shirt off his shoulders and move him to his back.

I start to explore his neck and collarbone with my mouth. I kiss my way down his breastbone and over to his nipple. His chest is smooth like silk and rock hard. I pull his nipple between my teeth and bite down ever so softly, he growls at the back of his throat. He grabs me under my arms and pushes me onto my back. Slowly, Kel starts to work the buttons on my shirt while gazing into my eyes. His look is intense and asking for permission. Permission granted! I reach up and pull his face to mine. This kiss in softer and less ravenous, it’s sweet and passionate. He gets my last button free and pulls back from my mouth. Looking down at my body he shudders and lets out a deep breath.

“You’re perfection,” he whispers. I sit up and he follows. He brushes my shirt gently off my shoulders and down my arms, watching it fall away. He runs his hands back up my arms, tracing my collarbone and up my chin until he’s cupping my cheeks. He’s staring into my eyes and I swear it takes my breath away. I see love in his eyes. I’ve never seen that before and my breath definitely stops. He’s known me for two days. How can he look at me like that? I take it in anyway; I may never see that again.

He gently presses his lips to my forehead and lays me back down. I run may hands over his glorious back and shoulders, up through his hair and back down again as he kisses his way across the tops of my breasts. Kel reaches between the cups and unclasps my bra. He kisses his way over to my nipple, just as I had done to him, and suckles it gently. His hand kneads and massages my other breast and I arch into him, moaning and hissing. His fingers pull and roll my nipple as his teeth graze the other. Goosebumps cover my body and I shiver. He kisses around my breasts and down my stomach, dipping his tongue in my bellybutton. I giggle.

Kel starts to undo my pants. I’m anxious…really anxious, like a teenager, like my first time. He makes quick work of the button and zipper, guiding my pants down my hips and off my legs. I’m lying there in only a tiny green lace thong. Kel’s studying my body, like he did Shelby, memorizing every curve. I sit up and grab the waist of his pants; he helps me push them down his legs. His excitement is apparent and abundant beneath his boxer briefs. He lowers me back on the pillows and kisses me just under my ear.

“I don’t have anything with me,” he whispers in my ear, “I’m happy to stop here and just hold you tonight.” Fuck that noise! I know most women are the brakes…I’m not most women. It’s been a year and a half, and I can count the number of men I’ve let visit the Holy Land on one hand. Time to get down to business!!

“I’m allergic to latex anyway,” I murmur in his ear. “I’m on the pill. It’s okay to keep going.” He looks into my eyes, contemplating what I’ve just told him. His teal eyes are dripping with desire and after a moment’s consideration, a seductive grin creeps across his face.

Knock, knock.

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me right now!!

“Fuck off,” I yell at the door, grabbing at Kel’s neck to bring back the mood.

“Kid, put your clothes on and get out here,” Cally yells through the door. “It’s important!”

I drop my hands and flop against the bed, flailing and jerking like a toddler. Someone better be dead! Kel is laughing at me. Nice.

I sit up and push him in his chest, he doesn’t budge. “I guess I was more into it than you,” I pout. I go to scoot out from the bed and he grabs me around my ribs, crushing me into his chest. He tips his face into my neck and runs his stubbled face up my neck, nibbling all the way to my earlobe.

“Not true,” he murmurs in my ear before suckling my lobe into his hot mouth.

Bang, bang, bang.

FUCK!!

“Stop bangin’ on my goddamn door!!” I scream. Kel lets me go and I leap off the bed. I snatch a fitted white T-shirt and yoga pants, ripping the door open as I’m just getting my pants over my hips.

“WHAT?!” I sneer. Cally gives me the once over and smirks.

He looks past me. “Sorry man,” he chuckles at Kel, “you may wanna come down too.” His chuckling is turning into a laugh so I push him in the chest and manage to get him off balance, point Kid. I stomp past Cally and head down to the kitchen. Halfway down the stairs I notice Taylor and Finn talking to the other guys around the breakfast table.

I stride across the kitchen to the table and put my hands on my hips. Well?

They all look up at me, weird looks on their faces, whatever.

“Butch was released this afternoon while we were at the range,” Finn states. Fuck!!

“I already have KCPD with Mia,” I huff. “I can’t fucking believe he made bail. Damnit!” I stomp. Kel walks into the kitchen and grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge. I walk toward him to do the same. When I come around the bar, his eyes bug out and he stops moving. His eyes are on my tits. What is it with guys and tits? I give him the “grow up” look. His gym bag must have had a change of clothes in it because his current outfit is not what I just ripped from his delectable body. He’s wearing pajama pants, a tank and a zip up hoodie…he’s still yummy. He reaches up and starts undoing his hoodie, hey I’m all for a free show but I don’t really need fellow audience members.

He takes his hoodie off and walks over to me hanging it around my shoulders. “Put this on, Kid,” he murmurs sternly in my ear. I look up at him and he’s indicating his eyes toward my chest. Holy shit. I don’t have on a bra and my shirt looks fucking see-through. My nipples are at attention,
Girls Gone Wild
here I come. I’m mortified. I have just shown my bodyguard my boobs. Classy.

I force my arms through the sleeves and zip the oversized hoodie up to my neck. I look like I’m playing dress up in my dad’s clothes.

“Thanks for the heads up, you fucking perverts.” I throw an apple at the table. It hits Kavy in the back of the head.

“Ow,” he grabs his head and moans, “Jesus Christ Kid, nothin’ we haven’t seen before.”

I stomp back over to the table. “Really?” I gesture to Taylor.

“Well if he’s gonna be livin’ here, he might as well get used to it,” Sully chimes in. “Your tits are always on display. It’s one of the many highlights of livin’ with you.” He smirks and takes a bite out of the apple I just used as a weapon. I flip him the bird and glare at him.

“What are you talkin’ about, livin’ here?” I switch my glare to Finn. This is his doing, no doubt.

He clears his throat, “We feel like it’s the best option right now, Kid. Until we have an idea of what Butch’s doing we need you safe twenty-four seven. We aren’t always with you and frankly we feel like havin’ a professional in the house is a good idea right now. I was gonna move back in, but I have some other cases I’m workin’ and will have to travel, so that doesn’t work. The guys have a lot on their case load right now too.” They all nod in agreement. “And with Kellerman headin’ back to Seattle, this is the best option. We would have talked with you about it but you were, uh, well, occupied.” He motions upstairs. Seattle? News to me. I spin and look at Kel. He looks guilty as sin.

“I was gonna tell you tonight,” he looks at me sadly with a little guilt in his throat. “I got a little distracted.”

“Happens to the best of us man,” Sully stands up to throw his apple core away and claps Kel on the back. I stare at Kel for a minute and whip my head back to Taylor.

“Miss Kelly,” he starts, “I know this is a big adjustment for you and I appreciate how uncomfortable it is to change so much of your life, give up your privacy. This is the best option for your safety at this point, ma’am. I will stay out of your hair as much as I can and as soon as the surveillance is set up in the house it will make me even scarcer.”

“First, don’t ever call me ma’am again. Call me Shannon,” I state pointedly. “Second, what surveillance?” I glower at Finn again. If he doesn’t quit this shit, I’m going to shoot him.

“We’re havin’ cameras installed in the house as well as around the perimeter of the property. It improves security and makes Taylor’s job easier,” he says blandly.

“Okay, so Taylor is movin’ in with us, cameras are goin’ up everywhere, a murderer is out of prison that may or may not want me dead, and everyone I love is givin’ me information after they make decisions about my life,” I huff exhaustedly. “That about cover it?” No one says a word or looks me in the eye.

“Taylor, I hope you’re comfortable here,” I’m trying to be nice. It’s not his fault. “The boys will get you settled in and you and I can go over specifics tomorrow. I’ve had a very long day.” I sigh, “I’ll see you all tomorrow.”