I slammed the lid of my laptop closed and flopped back on the bed with a sigh. I didn’t know where to go from here. Without more information, I couldn’t move forward, but I knew it was important or my boss wouldn’t have told me to back off. He wouldn’t be hunting me down right now unless he knew I would catch on to something eventually. But I didn’t know where to look. I needed an account specialist or something so that I had at least a person or a company to look into.
Sighing, I sat up from my bed and decided to visit the ladies downstairs. Maybe I could find out some more information on the company. There might be someone that the company contracted with that could help me out. I rounded the staircase, going down the last set of stairs when the front door opened and none other than Parker himself walked in. I froze, unable to move as my heart picked up at the sight of him. He was so fucking sexy, but he was also deadly, and if he was here, it meant that he was after me. His eyes flicked up to mine, then glanced away before coming back to mine with a screeching halt. A slow grin spread across his face, and I knew I was screwed. I spun around, running up the stairs even though I knew that he was right on my heels. With my ankle still hurting there was no way I could outrun him. If I could just get to my room, maybe I could keep him out. He wouldn’t break into someone’s room at a bed and breakfast, right?
I pushed my door open and turned to shove it closed, but his arms shot in, blocking me from closing it all the way. I pulled back and slammed the door against his arm. He let out a loud shout and then pulled his arm back, right before slamming his shoulder into the door and pushing me back. I flew back on my ass as he stormed into the room, his eyes taking me in like prey. I scrambled backwards, moving quickly until my ass was against the wall and I had nowhere to go. He stalked toward me, running his tongue lightly along his lower lip as he moved. I saw blood seeping through his shirt where he had been wounded last night and made my decision.
I waited until he moved in for the kill, so to speak, and when he came close enough and bent over, I rammed my fist into his wound, opening it up further. He grimaced and gripped his side. I kicked my foot up into his balls and spun to the side as he fell to the ground. I scrambled to my feet, but his hand shot out and caught me around the ankle. I tripped and fell to the ground, trying to shake his grip off of me. He didn’t let go. I snapped my other foot back, connecting with his face, giving me just enough time to get to my feet and run for it. The rug I was running across was suddenly yanked out from under me and I went flying, smashing my head into a table that sat next to an armchair. I held my head as I tried to stop the world from spinning, shaking my head slightly when I saw three of Parker coming toward me.
He pulled me up by the arms and held me against him. His scent practically burned my lungs, filling me with a need that I had never experienced before. He smelled like sweat and man, and it was so fucking intoxicating.
“I came to help you,” he grumbled. “You know he’s gonna fucking kill you.”
“I don’t need any help,” I said, still trying to get my bearings.
“I can see that, my little hellcat. You make me fucking hard.”
Wait, what? I blinked a couple of times, sure that I had heard him wrong. I made him hard? Most guys didn’t like it that I could kick their asses. Then again, Parker didn’t seem like most guys.
“It’s so fucking sexy the way you can toss me around room. You don’t even give a shit. I’ve got fucking blue balls just holding you in my arms like this. I keep thinking you’re gonna knee me in the balls again or smash my face with a poker from the fire. And I’m fucking hard as fuck thinking about it.”
My breathing sped up and the moisture between my legs grew thick. If he was a dog, he would be able to smell my scent right now. I was a mess for him. There was a huge part of me that didn’t trust him, knew that if I gave into my lust and kissed him right now, it could land me in some serious shit. But the other part of me just didn’t care.
“Prove it,” I said, before I could think better of it. His mouth crashed down on mine and his hands moved to my ass, gripping me tightly against him. I felt his hard length pushing against my stomach. His breathing turned harsh as he kissed me hard, his tongue sliding against mine. My legs were like liquid as a dizzying need took over. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, taking what I wanted. I never did this sort of thing, but right now, he was all I wanted.
He backed me up until he slammed me against the wall. Pictures rattled and I knocked a vase off the
