Insufferable Proximity 2 (8 page)

“No way, I can’t miss two weeks of work.” She tried to sit up, but he eased her back down.

“You don’t have a choice, baby girl.”

“That’s completely out of the question! I can’t afford to take two weeks off—I have bills.”

“I’ll take care of those bills. You’re going to be my wife very soon; you can afford to quit your job and never work another day in your life. You are taking some time off.”

“I refuse to take more than a week.”

“No, Gavin’s trial starts in less than two weeks. In addition, you need at least a week or two to heal. Speaking of which, we need to postpone the wedding until you’re healthy. We’ll schedule it when things have settled down.”

“You mean postpone it until Gavin is in prison?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean. Even though we’re postponing it, everything is still the same. You’re still moving in here.”

“Speaking of which, I need to go get a few of my things,” she reminded him.

“I had a moving crew go to your place and pack everything.

“Everything?” she raised her brows nervously.

“Everything. Your mother sent one of her girls to oversee.”

“Which girl?” Her eyes grew wide with worry. “Who did she send? Maude?”

“Yes, she said that was the only person you’ll allow in your place besides family.”

“Yes, only my mother, my aunt or Maude. And you of course.”

“I want you to sell your house.” He looked her straight in the eyes, wanting her to know how serious he was.

She shook her head. “No, that’s out of the question.”

“You’re never moving back there, and you’re never moving out of this house.”

“I know, but knowing I still have a house puts me at ease. It gives me a sense of security.”

“You’re selling it. I am the only security that you need.”

“I don’t want to sell my house,” she refused.

“Fine, then sell it to me. I’ll give you ten times the market value.”

“Doesn’t that defeat the purpose?” She raised her brow with a grin.

“You
not
selling it will defeat the purpose. You already have a house—
this
is your house—end of debate.”

“We’ll discuss this later when my head isn’t hurting, she replied with a frown.

***

When Heaven fell asleep, Julian called his cousin Royce.

“It’s worse than I suspected,” Royce told him.

“I was afraid of that.”

“Gavin Grant did a number on the security system.”

“How bad is it?”

“He disabled all the security cameras. He used a code that Fritz’s son can’t even break. He cut the wires to the main security system, but we fixed that. We called the phone company; they will be here in the morning to fix the severed phone lines. They’re also going to assign you with a new phone number.”

“Thank you for your help.”

“You never have to thank me…we’re family.”

“I’m just going to spend a couple more days with Heaven, and then I’ll be there to help.”

“Take your time; we’ll be steadily working on it.”

Julian hung up the phone and went to sit on the side of the bed. He looked at Heaven and smiled. He knew he should be down there helping his family secure the house, but he couldn’t tear himself away from her. He was still thankful that she was safe, but he wasn’t ready to leave her.

As he looked at Heaven, he noticed her strap had fallen down again. Not only had it fallen down her shoulder, the top half of her plump breast was exposed. He could see a sliver of her nipple and felt himself swaying towards her. As if in a mindless daze, he bent his head and kissed the top half of her exposed nipple.

As his lips touched her silky skin, he felt his blood ignite. His lust was powerful enough to make him forget his oath to protect her. He wanted to ravish her; he wanted to taste, touch and kiss every inch of her body. He could see himself throwing her on the bed, ripping off her nightgown and sinking his cock deep inside of her.

She’s injured, you sicko! She has a concussion! You’ve done some really low things, Julian, but ravishing Heaven while she’s injured is out of the question,
he mentally chided himself. He pulled back as if her breast were covered with poison. He needed to run away from her; he needed to leave the room.

“Julian?” Heaven asked as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“Are you all right?” he asked as he went back towards the bed.

“I was having a very strange dream.” As she moved the cover down, he saw the top half of her breasts. He saw her legs, and could almost feel her soft skin rubbing against him. He could see the indentation of her navel and felt his cock begin to do somersaults.

“How about a bath?” he asked, using her trademark poker face. He couldn’t look at her in this state a moment longer.

“A nice, hot, bubbly bath does sound delightful.” She tried to get off the bed, but Julian stop
ped her.

“I’m feeling better and I can walk now,” she said as he gently picked her up.

“Not yet…let’s give it a couple more days. The doctor said that rest was the best cure.” He carried her to the bathroom and deposited her on the settee.

“I don’t think that the doctor meant for me to remain perfectly still for seven whole days.”

“It’s not about what the doctor wants; it’s about what I want, and I want you to take it easy,” he replied as he kneeled before her. He began to help her take off her shirt.

“
You
say take it easy, but what you
really
mean is that you want me to pretend that I’m a corpse.”

“Exactly,” he agreed. He finished helping her undress, taking care not to look at her naked body. Then he carried her to the tub and sat her in the warm water.

“Damn this feels good,” she sighed as she stretched. “You should get in with me.”

“I took an extra shower last night.” Julian had to turn his head as her full breasts broke the surface, or he would be forced to take
another
ice-cold shower.

“When?”

“It was late.”

“Why? We already bathed”

“I’ll go get your clean clothes,” he answered as if he hadn’t heard her.

While she bathed, Julian called down and asked his cousins to bring up the big-screen TV and the movies he’d ordered for them. When he was done, he walked back into the bathroom with her clean clothes.

“My cousins are bringing something up, so I want you to stay in here until we’re done,” he informed her.

“What are they bringing?”

“You’ll see,” he teased before he left the bathroom. He made sure that the door was shut before he went to let his cousins into the room.

Heaven’s curiosity had gotten the best of her. She was out of the tub, dried off and dressed in record time. She was ready to open the bathroom door when Julian opened it from the other side.

“I told you to stay in here until I was done,” he muttered as if he’d read her mind and knew what she was about to do.

“I heard them leave, so I figured it was safe to come out.” She smiled, and he fought the temptation to kiss her. Instead, he swept her up in his arms and took her back to the bedroom.

Heaven gasped as they went into the room. In the time that she’d relaxed in the tub, Julian and his cousins had managed to turn the room into a movie theatre. There were movie posters in illuminated frames, the largest television she had ever seen and surround sound stereo. There were two black leather, movie theater chairs with thick cushions. They each had a matching footstool. The chairs looked like they were big enough to fit giants. There was even a popcorn machine and a soda fountain.

“How did you manage this?” she asked in awe.

“I had them bring it up from the theater.”

“I love it.” She kissed his cheek as he sat her down in the chair.

“It’s the least I can do since I’m forcing you to sit still.”

“You did this for me?” she asked. Although she knew the answer, she wanted to hear him say it.

“Of course I did.” He gave her the answer she wanted, and followed it with a soft kiss.

“Thank you.” She felt the warmth of his kiss spread across her face and drip down her chest to settle at the core of her vagina. “What movie did you get?”

“
The Baby Doll Murders
.”

“You’re kidding me? I never had a chance to watch that,” she exclaimed excitedly.

Ayden King had been working on that case when she interned. It was a high-profile case, and Heaven had helped him significantly. She was excited to see the case she had worked so hard on portrayed on the screen. She suddenly jumped up, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Julian couldn’t stop himself from kissing her back. Her body felt so good pressed against his; he was having trouble gaining control. He let out a deep sigh of relief when she pulled back to look at him.

“Thank you,” she whispered against his lips before lightly kissing them again.

Don’t do it! If you kiss her again, you’ll fuck her. Once you fuck her, you’ll never stop fucking her! You’ve been deprived of her for too long to think rationally, man!
he tried to rationalize with himself as his erection began to cloud his good judgment.

“You’re welcome.” He pulled back from her, trying to prevent another kiss.

“I was afraid it would be something pornographic,” she joked.

“I don’t have any pornography.” He grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and laid it in the chair. He helped her sit down and then grabbed her small, red, cashmere blanket.

“Bullshit,” she said as she pulled the silky material to her waist.

“I got rid of it.” He wished she would pull the blanket up to her chin.

She was in utter shock. “Why? When?”

“The day I realized that you stimulate me more than porn ever could. I’d rather watch you than watch that shit. Just watching you walk across the room is enough for me. The way your breasts bounce with each step and the way your hips sway under the fabric of your clothes drives me to a frenzy. Even arguing with you is more stimulating.”

Enough sex talk, Julian! Have you lost your mind?
he chastised himself.

“Really?” she raised her brow, finding that hard to believe.

“Really.”

“You’d rather argue with me than watch porn?” She didn’t believe him.

“Yes. Arguing with you is like foreplay. Arguing with me is the only time you break your poker face. I love to watch you get mad. The color of your eyes change, your body tenses and even your nipples get hard.”

“They do not.”

“Yes, they do. You’re lucky I didn’t notice that before the contract, when we didn’t get along. I would have taken you in my office and checked your panties for moisture.”

Stop talking now before it’s too late! Have you no good sense left?
Julian warned himself, although he feared it was already too late.

“You would have never noticed. You didn’t even know I had breasts I was so concealed.”

“You’re
really
lucky I never saw those breasts.” As he spoke, he accidentally looked down at her breasts. She was wearing another revealing top, and he could clearly see the outline of her nipples.

One more word and you will strip her down and fuck her! Leave that injured girl alone, you fucking deviant!
his mind screamed, even though his erection was out of control. Even thinking about her in a state of anger was too much.

“What would you have done?” she asked suggestively.

He looked at her for a moment, her question taking him off guard. He forced his mind not to envision what he wanted to do to her. He took a deep breath and walked over to the popcorn machine.

“Let me get this started. It takes a few minutes, and I need to use the bathroom.” One would never know that he’d never used the popcorn machine before. He had it started in record time, and then went straight to the bathroom and shut the door.

Heaven looked at him suspiciously. She gave him an open opportunity to be a pervert, and he was worried about popcorn?

Julian knew if he turned on the shower, she would come in and question him. Instead, he turned on the cold water in the sink. He was about to splash water on his face, but realized that it wouldn’t be enough. Without another thought, he pulled out his thick dick and held it under the faucet. He clenched his teeth and braced himself as the cold water blasted against his overly erect cock. It felt like slim shards of icy glass were darting through his dick. He tried to think of disgusting things, but his mind kept going back to Heaven.

After a few minutes, Heaven knocked on the bathroom door.

“Are you all right?” she asked. She had no more than finished her sentence, when the door flew open.

“Everything’s fine. How many times do I have to tell you to stay off your feet?” He picked her up and carried her to the chair.

Heaven noticed the fine sheen of sweat on his forehead. She also noticed that his hands were ice-cold, and the front of his pants were wet.