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“Grease, did you not want me to?”
He cursed. “Look, that’s all I fucking want, but I’m not there right now.”Oh. That hadn’t occurred to me, but of course he was off somewhere, or hell, in another woman’s bed? No, that didn’t make sense, did it?
“It’s… it’s okay, I’ll just go home.”
He chuckled then, and made me wonder what the fuck could be funny about anything happening right now.
“Good, because that’s where I am.”What?
“You’re… you’re where?”
He cleared his throat.
“At your place. I was uh… I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“How the hell do you have my address? Wait, hang on.” I leaned forward and asked the driver to turn around, giving my address to him, while I covered the mouthpiece of the phone, although it sounded like that horse had already bolted.
“Grease, how do you know where I live?” Another frustrated growl was my response.
“Grease?”
“I’m good at fucking finding people, okay? I told you that the other day. I was worried about you, so I wanted to stop by and check on you, but hell, I’ve been sitting on your doorstep for nearly an hour, and at least two of your neighbours have taken up a fucking vigil at their windows. Probably think I’m waiting to rob them or something.”
Oh my god. There was a strong Neighbourhood Watch in my area, one of the things I’d helped improve when I moved there. That meant that several of those damn busybodies would have made copious notes about him, his appearance, his time of arrival, everything.
“Shit.”
“Miss?” I waved a hand at the driver to shut up, because this was tricky enough already, without a third fucking voice butting in.
“I’m nearly there, Grease. Just don’t… don’t look too dodgy or anything. Half of those guys will have nine nine nine on speed dial, dammit.”
He chuckled again, the sound rippling right down between my legs, and making me bite my lip, to hold in the groan that almost escaped.
“Aw they’re all stressing about your little bit of rough, baby. Come and rescue me, little pain, before they get me arrested. Damn, can you imagine how bad it’d be if the cops show up to arrest me?” Yeah, really fucking bad.
“Drive faster,” I hissed at the driver, earning me another chuckle from Grease in my ear, and a few minutes later, as the taxi pulled up outside, and I hurriedly paid using an app on my phone, Grease stood up from the doorstep and headed down the path in my direction.
He pulled my door open before I could get to it, and I stepped out, pushing it closed.
“Go with this, Grease.” I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my lips against his, and in true Grease style, he took control of the kiss, and practically devoured me in front of the whole street, with curtains twitching all over the place.
“That’s the best welcome I’ve had from you yet, little pain,” he murmured, as we finally broke apart to breathe.
“Come inside, they’ll all bugger off and mind their own business then.”
“And now you’re making the sweetest offer, baby. Looking forward to coming inside you again.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
She led me intoher nice little house, and tossed her jacket and bag by the door as she closed it. Then we just stared at each other for a long moment, probably wondering what the fuck would happen next. I really did come here to make sure she was okay, but after the way she just kissed me outside, I kinda wanted to just drag her to any fucking surface I could spread her out on, and tongue fuck her, just to see if I could make her disturb all those neighbours of hers again.
She wasn’t looking like she wanted me to do that though. In fact, she looked nervous as hell now we were inside her house. I tilted my head at her, wondering whether to make this easy on her or not.
“I’m not gonna steal the family silver, little pain. Take some deep breaths or something.”
She scowled at me, pointing at the sofa like she was telling a dog to sit.
“You want me to do you over there? I normally like a little foreplay first, but okay, sure.”
