“Hi dear, how was your day? Kill anyone interesting today?” she sniggered. Yeah, couldn’t do that with regular people. They’d run screaming into the hills. Or have her committed.
She and Haiden had already checked out the weapons left in the vehicle. Both weapons were clean and well maintained. They handled them with gloves as well as the car. No fingerprints would be left. They remained in two separate bags, and would only be pulled out if needed. Hopefully they would not.
Haiden came back into the room, smiling.
“Vehicle runs smooth, so should be good. Nobu has my phone set with the GPS, so shouldn’t have any problems finding the place.”
Imani smiled and nodded.
“You okay? You seem a little out of sorts.” Haiden asked, sitting on the bed beside her, his hand resting lightly on her hip.
She looked up at him. “I was just thinking how weird it is, a nice weird mind you, that we are in each other’s lives. I never felt alone. But sometimes, I felt lonely, you know?”
“I know, and I did feel alone. It means something special to share this with you. I know you have Nobu to share with, but I also knew that you avenged victims, but I really didn’t know what it was like until I was with you and I felt that overwhelming rage. Nobu is like that, he knows, but he really doesn’t know, like we do, and with your victims, now I know and I feel that burn to help them.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I feel the rage and live it. Nobu feels some of it, but as a spectator. When you see, and you smell, it is visceral. You can’t explain it, and when you experience it, it makes you want to go on a rampage, but you can’t because if your emotions take over, you make mistakes and get caught and then you can’t help them anymore.” She said, her hand covering his.
“I know, all I could smell was blood, and I wanted to shred them apart. You were so damned good. You took them out and you saved those women. I want more, I want to do more.” He said.
She smiled up at him and nodded, then she drew him down for a kiss. She entwined her fingers into his long hair, it was thick and she pulled him down to her.
She felt the heat of him and he smelled like a large male animal. She supposed he was, a large predator. She smiled beneath the kiss. She began to pull at his shirt, untucking it from the waistband of his jeans. She heard his surprised grunt and giggled. With alacrity, he stripped the shirt from his body, several buttons popping off. That made her laugh since one hit her in the eye.
He grinned down at her and shrugged in apology. His hand went to her short locks and he ran his fingers through them.
“My mom says I should grow it out, since I look like a boy.” She grinned up at him, his body pinioned over her.
“Naw, you don’t look like a boy at all, and I like it short. It suits you.” He said and kissed her nose.
“That’s good, cause I like my hair short as well.” She laughed.
He leaned in and kissed her, ending the conversation. She ran her hands along his back, it wasn’t overly muscular, but it was hard with muscles of a man that took care of himself. They were real and not made from the gym. He had to take care of himself, his very life depended on it. Hers did as well.
His fingers found the buttons on her shirt and he slowly opened each. His hand played over her collar bone. Then her neck. It was tender and teasing at the same time. It had been such a long time for her, a long-ago memory. She’d only had two lovers, neither memorable, their faces and names long forgotten. They’d been young like she’d been, but here was a man in his prime. A man that knew what he was doing. She sighed happily and let her body succumb to the pleasures of lovemaking.
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Haiden had been surprised at Imani’s move. She was asleep beside him, her face soft and pink. He loved her long legs, they wrapped around him and held on like crazy. He smiled and smoothed her hair back. Her eyelids fluttered but didn’t open. She looked like a fallen angel, darkness smudging under her eyes. He knew she was tired. Nobu said she’d not slept a lot the past couple of days. She’d been prowling the apartment, as he put it, like a caged animal.
Haiden pulled the covers up to cover them both, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her head. He smiled as she made sleep noise, it said a lot that she’d not woken up. She lived a dangerous life and he was sure her senses were as sharp as his own. Yet the greatest compliment she could have given him, was to sleep peacefully beside him, untroubled and trusting.
He thought about Best and he could feel the rage begin to bubble. He tamped it down. He knew emotions could cause stupid decisions. He kept his emotions out of his work, but with Imani, and the threat to her, it was personal. Not only that, he’d been used by this bastard. He didn’t like being used. And now that he had Imani in his life, he liked it even less.
He would however leave it to Imani to
