I hear a loud thump and I know he probably just jumped down the stairs. Flinging open the back door, I barrel out of the house laughing and running straight into someone. Hands come to my shoulders, stopping me from falling on my ass.
“What the hell?” the man says. My gaze travels up and lands on a man who looks to be about Trace’s age, but he’s not built as big as him. He’s got brown eyes that match his hair perfectly. A smile pulls at his lips, but he makes no move to let me go. I just stare up at him in shock.
“Let her go.” Trace doesn’t even give him time to do as he demands as he pulls me from the other man’s hold. He places me behind him so the man can’t see me. All I can see is Trace’s broad back.
“Fuck, Trace, I didn’t know you had a chick over here. Hell, I didn’t know you ever had anyone over here,” the mystery man says.
“Watch your fucking mouth in front of her.”
“That doesn’t make a lick of sense. You just dropped the F-bomb yourself.” I can hear laughter in the other man’s voice, but it doesn’t seem to be helping cool Trace down. I can see the tension radiating through his body.
“I’ll say whatever the fuck I want in front of my woman. You, on the other hand, don’t have that liberty,” Trace bites out. I reach up, placing my hands on his back, letting my fingers rub small circles. He leans into it a little, as if trying to get my touch deeper into him.
“Whatever, man. I was just wondering if I could go out and fish in your pond, but I think I’ve changed my mind.”
I lean to the side a bit, poking my head out from behind Trace. The man’s eyes come to mine, but Trace shifts his body, blocking mine again.
“Don’t even look at her. In fact, pretend like she doesn’t exist.” His words are said with a hard edge.
“All right, man. I’ll see you around,” the man says. Trace doesn’t say a goodbye. He just turns and picks me up, carrying me back inside. I wrap my legs around him. He kicks the door shut, flipping the lock.
I wonder if the man will say anything about seeing me. I hold on to Trace tighter as I think about someone coming here looking for me. What will happen once they find out I’m here? I don’t think I can stay hidden forever. It’s bound to come out sooner or later, and I can’t keep Trace locked away with me no matter how much I wish I could. I like this little world we’ve been living in, just the two of us.
“I caught you,” he says, his tone playful now. The deadly edge he had when we were on the porch is gone. I nibble at his neck.
“I feel like I caught you,” I say against his neck before I give it a little bite. “Can I taste you like you’re always tasting me?” The hand on my ass tightens at my words.
“Fucking hell,” Trace says with an exasperated tone.
I turn my head towards the front door. A car is pulling up. Trace walks over to the kitchen island and sits me down on it.
“Don’t move,” he says before placing a kiss on the top of my head and moving towards the front door. “It’s just my brother again. Sit tight, baby doll.”
Trace walks out the front door, closing it behind him. I last about a second before I hop off the kitchen island and move towards one of the windows to peek out. The man almost sees me, his eyes come right to mine, and I jump back, letting the curtain fall into place.
Yeah, it’s only a matter of time before word gets out that I’m here. I dread what that means and what will change when that day comes.
7
Trace
I’m surprised at how easy Blake is to run off. I thought there would be more of a fight, but something in his eyes says different. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I wonder if he understands the way I feel more than I realize, and I make a note to ask him about it the next time I see him.
I may be acting distant to my family, but I’ve always been the least social of our crew. I’m the quietest and usually keep to myself, but they’ve never minded much. I love them all, and we are close, but I enjoy the silence. Well, I did until Addison came along. Now all I want is her laughter filling my house and the sound of her voice taking up space around me.
It might not seem like that big of a change, but for me it’s huge. To want to share my space and my time with someone is significant. It’s not that I don’t want to do that with my family, it’s just that I prefer the solitude of my place out here. But now that I’ve had my baby doll in it, I don’t think I’ll ever let it go back to the way it was before.
When I get back inside, I see Addison in the kitchen, standing so sweetly with her arms behind her back. She hesitates for half a second, then runs to me. I pull her up in my arms, and her legs go around my waist.
“God, I love you,” I say, burying my face in her hair. She tenses in my arms, and I smile. “I may have only said it, but I’ve felt it since the second I saw you.”
“I love you, too.” She pulls back to look at me. Her eyes are so bright and big. “I love you so much, Trace. I don’t ever want to be apart.”
“Never will be, baby doll.” I grip her ass firmly. “I think it’s time I got something in you that binds you to me. Permanently.”
Desire sparks in her eyes as she squeezes her legs around me. I give her a hard stare and she bites her lip, then nods her head. I carry her to the bedroom, laying her down and grabbing the edge of her new little dress. With one small tug it’s ripped down the front and she’s fully exposed to me. Her tits and her pussy on display, all laid out for me to take.