Page 29 of Shadow's Heart
“Hmm yeah, I needed to run off some of this pent-up energy, as I can’t do what I want right now.” He says, eyes flashing with desire. I’m still not used to that knowing he wants me. Knowing all that desire showing on his face is just for me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it either, and I wouldn’t want to. I want to always feel this way; even twenty years from now, I still want the desire and passion to be as clear as day between us.
“That’s just evil. Do you realize how much I fucking hate that I’m fucking injured and can’t do anything more than kiss you?”
“We’ll take that step when you’re healed. Until then, I’m quite happy to kiss you as often as possible.”
“Well, if that’s the case, come here and fucking kiss me.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice; he prowls towards me like a lion stalking its prey. I’m not going to complain; I’ll be his prey whenever the fuck he wants. As soon as I’m within touching distance, he grabs me and pulls me into his arms, taking my mouth in a hot and heavy kiss. The way he fits against me is perfection. All his hard muscles against mine—there’s nothing soft about him, and it’s so fucking right. I didn’t realize how much better a hard body would feel against me.
His tongue slips into my mouth, and I can’t hold back my moan. Oh god, I want him so fucking bad. I slip my tongue into his mouth, twining it around his, and it seems he can’t hold back his own moans either. Oh god, his noises are going to be the death of me. When we pull back, both of us are hard as rocks and breathing hard.
“God, I can’t get enough of you.” He tells me while trying to catch his breath.
I can’t help but hum in agreement; I can’t talk yet. My breathing is still heavy, and my mind is foggy with my need for him. He doesn’t seem to mind though if the heart-stopping smile on his is anything to go by.
“As much as I want to spend the day making out with you, I gotta head over to The Clubhouse, and I know you want to sort all the stuff out for Rex.”
“Go take a shower first; I don’t think anyone else will appreciate you looking this way. I’ll make you some breakfast.”
“Thank you. You’re the best, and I don’t want or need anyone else to appreciate me. All this is just for you. I love you.” He says as he turns to leave.
“I love you too.” I shout after him.
After showering and eating his breakfast of eggs on toast, Shadow leaves to head over to The Clubhouse, leaving me alone with the task of sorting through all the information I have collected since Dre first disappeared. Looking at the kitchen table where I have it all set out, I can’t quite get over how much I have here, and none of it has been remotely helpful. I still don’t know what happened to my brother or why. I hope by passing everything I have over, it will give Rex some ideas of where he needs to look. Or where he doesn’t need to because I’ve already been there, done that, and got nothing to show for it.
Sitting at the table, I start to make my way through everything I have, organizing it in date order, starting from the earliest information to the newest. After an hour of reading and organizing, I’m interrupted by a knock on the front door. I’m hoping that’s Tech with all the information he managed to gather so I can add it to what I have here.
Getting up, I head towards the front door, pulling it open to reveal none other than Tech on the other side. I have to holdback my laugh at the sight that greets me. He’s standing there with a massive cheesy grin on his face, holding a flash drive up next to his face.
“Morning Tech, I take it; that’s the information.” I say, gesturing towards the flash drive.
“Morning, yeah, this is everything I collected. I know some of it you’ll already have, but I put everything I collected on here just to be safe.”
“Thank you, man. Do you want to come in?” I ask as he hands the drive over.
“Not right now; I’ve got so much shit to do, but I’ll pop around another day to hang out. You’ve got to be going stir crazy, not doing much.”
“A little, I’m not used to doing nothing. Hopefully sorting through all this information will keep me entertained until I’m well enough to head back to Devil’s Ink.”
“Well, you know where I am if you need anything. I’ll catch you later, Wreck.” Tech says before turning and leaving. Heading for his bike that’s parked up in Shadow’s drive.
After closing and locking the door, I grab my laptop from the living room and head back to the kitchen table to look through the information Tech has handed over, as I’m less familiar with that than the information I already have.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Shadow
Is it weird if I go and ask Doc how long until Wreck’s healed enough for anything sexual? Hmm. Yeah, maybe just a little bit, but fuck if I don’t want to. I’ve never felt this way about someone before; the uncontrollable need to have him is out of this fucking world. I should be freaking out; I’ve never been with a man. Never had feelings for one either, but I’m not freaking out at all. I’m so fucking excited. I can’t wait until I finally get my hands on him. It’s going to be unforgettable and amazing. But not only that, I’m happy just knowing he’s mine. That the person who’s always meant everything to me is mine. I don’t have to search high and low for the love of my life; I’ve already found him. It really is the best feeling in the world.
I need to stop thinking about Wreck right now, or I’m going to be walking around The Clubhouse all fucking day with a hard-on, and I can just imagine the shit that will come out of everyone’s mouths if I do. Yeah, I don’t need that today. I’m in far too good a mood and would rather not have it ruined by the idiots around her ribbing me.
Sitting behind my desk, I send a text to Jake asking him to pop into my office when he has five. I want to talk to him about what Wreck mentioned last night. He really does deservea chance to face Megan, and I’m going to do everything in my power to ensure he gets that chance. Hopefully Jake can help with that. If not, I don’t know what the hell I’ll do, but I’ll cross that bridge if I need to.
Jake arrives at my office just minutes after I sent my text. I’m not quite sure if it’s because he’s actually free or because it’s me who asked to speak to him and he’s still being super wary. Either way, it’s a good talk. Telling him what I needed and why, I immediately saw the understanding in his eyes. He’s immediately on his phone and ringing his mother to try and arrange what we need. By the time he’s wrapping up the call, I know that it’s all worked out in our favor. Wreck has a face-to-face meeting with Megan next week at The Khaos Group’s holding facility in Jake’s family backyard. The same facility Wreck was held and tortured in. I’m not quite sure if having this meeting there is the best move, but it’s the only choice we have. Hopefully everything will work out okay. After thanking him for his help, Jake leaves to go back about his day as he’s slowly but surely reacquainting himself back into his role as Prospect. He won the argument with his brothers about getting back to his life, and they couldn’t really argue with him. I’m happy for him. I know he wanted back here something rotten.
Leaving my office after having enough of reading my emails. I head towards The Common Room. I can’t stand being cooped up in my office all day. There’s only so long I can stare at my computer until I feel like my brain is melting. Even if I just sit and people watch for an hour, it’s better than staring at a screen all day. That shit would send me crazy. Walking in, I head straight towards the bar to ask for a bottle of water. It seems like I wasn’t the only person who needed a break from their office. Every Officer is in The Common Room right now. Wrath and Flame are sitting together at a table, talking quietly. Eagle is perched on a seat at the bar, drinking a bottle of beer. Helooks so fucking stressed out, probably still worrying about his friend Fury and what will happen when he finally gets here. That leaves Rock, Ink, Piston, and Blade gathered together laughing at something Joker is saying. No surprise there; ninety percent of the stuff that comes out of that man’s mouth is hilarious.
My head’s so far in the clouds, I don’t realize someone is behind me until I’m spinning around and coming face to face with Wreck. The uncertainty in his eyes when I face him isn’t something I want to see. I can only imagine he’s worrying about how he’s supposed to act with me here in The Clubhouse, surrounded by everyone. We didn’t exactly get around to talking about that, and in all honesty, fuck if I’m going to hide the fact Wreck is mine. I’d shout it from the rooftops if I could. Wanting to wipe that look from his face, I do the only thing I can think of. I lean forward and kiss him softly. He melts against me, and I fucking love it. I’m so fucking happy that he doesn’t think twice about returning the kiss and embracing me.
