Page 44 of Marko

Not that I was complaining. I’d taken the better than any book boyfriend challenge very seriously. It had been absolutely fantastic but at the same time, pretty exhausting. However, I’d been determined to pull out all the stops so that by the time we were ready to commit this heist, Melissa knew just how good we could be together. Because when all of this was over, I needed to make sure that she was willing to remain with me and give our relationship a real chance.

I probably shouldn’t have gone in for another round last night though, I thought ruefully, just as I had done every morning since my Little Miss Pouty Lips came to stay. However, like an addict looking for his next fix, I just couldn’t resist her and once was never enough. Nevertheless, I really should have got more rest for the day ahead. At least I had let Melissa sleep in for once. She had a tough job ahead and would need all her energy and focus to pull it off without me taxing her.

My body felt sluggish as I pulled myself out of my chair. I needed a cup of coffee, or maybe a bucket full. I yawned, my mouth stretching so wide it was a wonder I didn’t swallow the entire room. Fuck, I really was tired!

Rubbing my eyes, I wished I had spent more time in bed last night actually sleeping. Maybe then I wouldn’t be worrying about fuelling up on caffeine and adrenaline to stay awake. However, Melissa was too delicious to resist.

Sighing heavily, I headed to the dining room in search of my caffeine fix.

Everyone else was already there, including Melissa. She got up from her seat, approached me, and kissed my cheek.

“I missed you this morning,” she said pouting, and my heart soared.

“I wanted to check some stuff before we head off later,” I replied willing my cock to stay down.

“You look tired,” she stated, her hand brushing across my cheek soothingly.

I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into me.

“That’s because some sexy Little Miss Pouty Lips kept me up all night. Literally,” I murmured, grinning at her.

She laughed.

“It wasn’t me who wanted to go for round three, Mr Sexy Nerd,” she whispered in my ear before slipping out of my arms.

“Sit, the coffee’s on the table. I’ll get you some breakfast. You need the fuel,” she told me.

“Thanks,” I said, obeying her.

Warmth spread through me as I watched her head to the buffet area. I liked that she wanted to look after me in this way, it made me feel special. I’d better not tell my brothers that. They ribbed me enough as the youngest boy without telling them how gooey inside I felt whenever Melissa did something nice for me.

Like them, I had a possessive, protective and very dominant streak running through me about a mile wide. So, I tended to prefer taking care of Melissa. However, now and then, I didn’t mind her reciprocating. Melissa enjoyed showing she cared as much as I did, and that thrilled me.

My cock was at it again, jerking, as I watched her pout her lips as she decided what to pile on my plate. Exhausted or not, nothing stopped my cock from reacting whenever Melissa was near, or, in fact, whenever I even thought about her.

Melissa smiled as she returned to the table with a plate stacked with eggs, bacon, and toast.

“Got to keep your strength up,” she said with a wink.

My cock gave another jerk, and I squirmed. Shaking my head, I did my best to ignore it.

God, the way I could barely control myself around this woman was disconcerting and yet I couldn’t find it in me to care. In fact, I loved how out of control I felt around her. Usually, I held on to my control rigidly, but whenever Melissa was near, I felt lighter inside, even when my unruly member throbbed painfully. Considering the workout it had been getting the last few weeks, you would think it would need a rest, but no.

While I knew I would never let the thing distract me enough to put either of us in danger, it was going to be a bloody uncomfortable experience for me later today if I had to deal with a hard-on throughout the entire heist.

Sighing, I poured myself a strong black coffee and tucked into my breakfast because Melissa was right, I needed the energy.

As I ate, I watched her as she nibbled on some toast and chatted with Sonia and Gracie. Sonia whispered something in her ear, and Little Miss Pouty Lips nodded. All three then burst into giggles, shooting glances my way. Melissa turned to me and winked again while the others grinned. I couldn’t help but grin in response as I preened, assuming she was confirming how well I was doing in the better than any book boyfriend department.

The guys glanced my way and smirked. I might have been the youngest of us all, but I could give them a run for their money any time. The fact they didn’t rib me about it showed me just how concerned they were about what lay ahead.

We had a good primary plan for the heist and several contingencies based around every problem we could think might occur. Miki, in his usual thorough way, had ensured we were as prepared as possible. Yet, it was impossible to cover every scenario. Something totally unexpected could easily throw everything into disarray. That thought had my insides churning, not for myself, but for Melissa. I prayed nothing would go wrong.

Sipping on my coffee, I let its fragrant aroma soothe me. I would be glad when today was over and we had the evidence we needed on the bastard MP and finally got him out of our hair. There had been two more attacks on our businesses recently and several on our ally turned uncle, Glowacki’s. Between those and the attacks on Melissa, the MP was far too dangerous to allow to run free any longer.

As I took another bite of bacon, I fervently wished we didn’t even have to bother with committing this heist at all. Frankly, I would have preferred to simply kill the fucker, but he was a prominent MP, a member of the UK government, so we needed to tread carefully. Killing him might have been what I wanted to do, but it wasn’t the best solution for my family. Unfortunately, that meant we had to deal with him in the manner my dad had with the MP’s father, and bring him to justice using the full force of the law.

Melissa’s laugh penetrated my thoughts, and I smiled as I watched her giggling again with my sister.

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