Page 11 of Protecting Siena

Getting the fuck away from the bikers brings my tension down a few hundred notches. As I’m driving the girls away from that place, I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t have been there tonight. I get why Xavier was so adamant on making sure she was safe. I swear I think she tries to get herself into bad situations on purpose.

“Where am I dropping you off Maddie?” I ask into the silent SUV. Neither girl has said a word in the last ten minutes; it’s starting to get awkward.

When she doesn’t respond, I look in the mirror at Siena, and she speaks up. “She’s staying the night tonight.” Nodding my head, I look back to the road and drive the rest of the way in silence.

Pulling into the driveway, I see the girls looking at each other almost like they are using their eyes to communicate. Ignoring them, I put the SUV in park and go to open Siena’s door for her. Helping her out, her fingers linger in my hand longer than normal.

Looking down at her, I can tell she wants to say something, but then thinks better of it.

Releasing my hand, she grabs Maddie’s and drags her inside the house. Holy fuck, this night has been a cluster fuck.

Making my way to my room, I unlock the door and walk in. Locking the door behind me, I pull off my shirt and kick off my boots. When I get to the bed, I undo my jeans and pull them down. Getting under the covers, I think about how many people I’m going to need to hire to keep Siena and the rest of them out of trouble. I can already tell that Siena and Melinda are going to be the worst ones.

Closing my eyes, I wait for sleep to take me.

Throughout the night, I hear my phone beep a few times, but I can’t bring myself to get up to check it. I know that Siena is in the house, and I can only assume the others are there too, so I continue to try and go back to sleep each time.

Not even thirty minutes later, I hear the window slide open. Grabbing my knife, I open it and slide it next to me under the covers. I hear ‘oomph’ and then footsteps coming to the bed. Her perfume fills my room, and I feel the blankets being pulled back. She slides her cold body under the covers and scoots as close to me as she can.

Closing the knife, I tuck it back under the pillow and turn to face her.

“What’s wrong Siena?” I whisper into the dark room.

Her cold hands reach out and touch my chest. Gasping at the sensation, I notice how cold she really is. Pulling her into my body, I try to warm her up. Running my hand over her back, I can feel the barely-there pajamas that she has on.

“I promise not to seduce you Sloane, but can you please just hold me?” She mumbles against my skin.

Chuckling, I rub her back. “Trust me princess, you wouldn’t have to seduce me.”I feel her move closer to me and I wrap my arms around her.

She sighs and wraps her arms around my waist. Closing my eyes, I relish in the feel of her body against mine. She fits into my arms like she belongs there, and as much as I want to keep her here, I know that I can’t.

Twenty minutes later, I feel her body relax completely and her breathing even out. Listening to her breathing, I think about all the shit in my life that has led me here. Never in a million years did I think I’d be working for a gun and pussy dealer, or have his daughter in my bed after a run in with some bikers.

The times have surely changed. Shutting off my brain, I finally fall asleep.

After what only feels like a few hours of sleep, I hear my phone ring. Instead of getting up, I pull Siena closer to me and bury my face into her neck. She moves slightly and her hand gets awfully close to my cock which is at full attention, just begging for a little bit of attention from her. She rolls over so that her ass is now pressed against my length.

Every few minutes she wiggles her ass against my cock causing it to jerk in response. Running my lips along the top of her shoulder, I breathe in her scent. Before I can do anything else, there is a banging on the front door.

Sighing, I kiss her neck and get out of bed. Pulling on my jeans, I leave them unbuttoned and grab my phone as I make my way to the door. Checking the calls, I see Melinda’s name and number. Running my hand down my face, I mentally throw out a few fucks. Personally, I want nothing to do with the cougar, but she isn’t taking no for an answer.

Checking the peep hole, I see her standing on the other side of the door.

Taking a deep breath, I open the door and come face to face with a very perky, very happy Melinda. She pushes her way inside and goes to the kitchen. “Darling, I need you to escort me to an event this morning.” She announces. Looking over towards the door, I see no sign of Siena.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Monroe, but I have to hire some guys this morning and start the training process. I won’t be able to escort you.” I start. Before I could say anything else, she gets on her phone and makes a phone call.

“Xavier, I need Sloane to escort me today and he is telling me that he can’t.” She pauses a second to listen to whatever he says, and then hands the phone to me.

I swear this bitch is crazy.

“Hello?” I say watching her. She has a smug expression on her face and it makes me want to punch something.

“Sloane, please escort my wife to her event.” He sighs. “I know she's a pain in the ass and I heard what happened with my daughter last night. Skew called and filled me in. Thank you for not letting her go with Dime.” Melinda is still eyeing me, and I feel like she’s undressing me with her eyes.

“I have tryouts for the additional men in an hour.” I reply. Melinda walks over to me and reaches out for me. Grabbing her hand before she can touch me, I lower it to my side and hold it in place so she can't put it on me.

“Shit. I really need that to happen. I’ll send Tony with her instead. Thanks Sloane. Hopefully you find some good ones. The last few haven’t gone too well.” Letting out the breath I was holding, I tell him that I hope so too, and that I’ll get him an update when I get done. Looking over to Melinda, I see the scowl on her face. I can tell she won’t like the way this is going to turn out. Xavier tells me to let him talk to her again. Handing the phone over to Melinda, I release her hand, walk to grab a tee shirt, and throw it over my head.

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