Page 31 of Derek
“You know, it sounds weird as shit when you curse, right?” I focus intently on the punching bag, not listening to the voice in my head reminding me if I look at the tv, I’ll get a perfect reflection of her. No, not going to do it. I am a strong man.
“Oh? And why is that?” I hear clothing hit the floor, and my fucking cock decides now is the time to wake up.Perfect.
“Uhh… just your soft, sweet voice and demeanor.” Without thinking, I glance at the tv, and there she is, bent the fuck over, ass on full display. I’m not a strong man. I’m actually very weak, apparently. I groan inwardly as my cock and brain continue to work against me. My dick is about to bust through my fucking zipper, and my brain keeps flashing images of me bending Indy over that couch and–
“So,” Indy’s voice causes me to cringe as she brings me back into the present. “Who is fucking nurses?”
My mouth is dry. “My brother,” I manage. “He keeps… flirting with them. They fuck and then get upset because they want more, and he’s bored.” I groan, exhausted by the whole ordeal. This is the second time I’ve had to chew his ass over in the past week. “So then they quit, and we’ve had… well, now four failed nurses. I’m pretty sure the agency will tell me to fuck off the next time I ask for a new nurse.” Indy grabs my shoulder to turn me around, and my heart melts at how pretty she looks in the pink gown.
“Can you zip me?” She asks before turning to reveal her smooth bare back and…mother of god, she’s wearing a fucking thong. I can only make out the top of the white lace, and I swear my cock is going to explode.
“May I ask who the nurse is for?” She says while holding her curls up. I zip her up way slower than needed, just for an excuse to stay near her longer.
“My dad,” I admit, for some unknown reason. “He’s… well, he’s not going to be around too much longer, and my mom isn’t able to care for him. My brothers and sister help where they can, but they run my family’s ranch, which is more than a full-time job. So, I offered to pay for a live-in nurse, not a booty call for Carter.” When she laughs, Indy lets out the tiniest snort, and I’ve decided it’s my favorite noise ever. And then I decide I hate myself for allowing it to be my favorite noise. Nothing about Indy should be my favorite, yet here I am with a whole fucking list of my favorite Indy things. Like goddamn Julie Andrews.
“Well, where is the ranch? I know a few home nurses that could help out.” I give her a soft smile.
“That’s nice of you Darlin’, but my family is all back in Virginia.” I see an odd smile creep onto her face as she grabs her bag.
“If that’s the case, I definitely think I can help you. No promises, but I’ll make a call tonight after Reegan is out of surgery. I have to warn you, though, your brother tries anything with her, and she may castrate him.”
I can’t help the laugh that escapes from me. “And all the rest of the Rowe family will rejoice, trust me. We’ve had to pull his pecker out of the fire too many times.” I freeze as her hand pats my chest.
“I’ll see what I can do. Hmmm…” I look at her furrowed brows as she presses against my pec.
“Uhhh Indy? What are you doing?” I shift uncomfortably.
“Weird,” she muses. “I don’t know what I expected a muscular chest to feel like, but this isn’t it.”
“Should I be insulted?” She shakes her head and removes her hand.
“No, no, it’s not bad, it’s just… well, like my chesticles are non-existent.” To further her point, she cups both her breasts, moving them up and down. “I mean, solid A here.” This is not real life. This woman is not standing here in a fucking princess dress, groping her tits and comparing our chests. “But they are still, like, soft… at least I think so. But yours are like, spongy.”
“Mine are muscle. Will you stop groping our tits!” I hiss while swatting her hand away from my chest. “Ash is going to come in here, and you’re going to get real fucking mad at me when I have to break his legs in self-defense.”Dimples… abort mission…
“And you don’t want me mad at you, right Derek?” She winks playfully, “Because you like me.” She sings out, and I fucking hate that she knows how to play me.
“Fine,” I grumble. “You are not a complete nuisance, and I would prefer you were happy to see me rather than hate me. There. Happy? Get that shit-eating grin off your face and get your ass outta here.” She chuckles, grabbing her tote bag before walking over and grabbing my hand, and bringing it to her lips. She kisses my busted knuckles so softly that I would’ve missed it if I weren’t watching. But I didn’t miss it. And my heart is pounding in my chest because of it.
“Stop hurting your beautiful hands.” She states before giving my hand a soft squeeze and walking out of the room.
Standing there, I don’t know what to do or say. All I know is, Indy is going to become a real fucking problem.
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“Let me make something very clear.”I roll my eyes at Ash’s attempt to be intimidating. He’s a big guy, sure, but I’m bigger, I’m stronger, and I really just don’t give a fuck. “Whatever you and my sister got going on, I may not be able to stop it, but I will end your fucking life if you hurt a hair on her big ass head. Got it?”
I blink lazily at him before taking a bite of my protein bar. Usually, I try not to eat them, but it’s been a fucking busy day. It’s our first day accepting walk-ins since returning from the convention, and we have been slammed.
“I ain’t doing nothing with your damn sister. Would you stop with that shit.” I call out, annoyed by his constant threats, mainly because I am doing something with her. I don’t know what it is that I’m doing, but I’m doing more with her than I do with anyone else.
“Don’t lie, Virginia.” Atlas says while hanging off his table. “You make the same googly eyes at her every time she walks by that Fox did when Janie was “off limits.” I snort at his Fox impression before shaking my head.
“Y’all are seeing shit. I have no desire to be anything but friends with the girl.”
“Friends?” Atlas pops up, then groans. “Head rush.”
Rolling my eyes, I stand and start cleaning my table, again. “Yeah? You know what a friend is right?”
