Page 131 of Hush (Fighting Fate)
I woke curled up in the middle of the bed on my own. Pouting, I rolled, searching the room and the bathroom beyond for any sign of Noah. I didn’t like waking up alone in his bed. I wanted him wrapped around me like he usually was.
Deciding to wait a while just in case he was coming back soon, I stretched and let my thoughts run over the events of the night before. As much as the scene with Aaron had frightened the hell out of me, I was insanely happy he was now in jail. I hoped he was put away for a really long time.
Then there was Noah’s family. They’d all been so amazing. Not only after the incident, but every time I’d seen them. They were so happy and supportive. I could see how Kara found it so easy to call them family.
And lastly, there was the way Noah had looked after me when we’d gotten home. I mean, I’d always known he was my protector, but the way he’d cared for me so completely like that, was life altering. It was honestly like the earth had shifted and aligned with something that made everything fall into place. It made me certain, regardless of the short amount of time we’d known each other, that we were exactly where we were supposed to be.
Together.
With curiosity finally stirring me into action, I climbed out of bed and threw on Noah’s robe. I breathed it in as I put it on. It didn’t smell like him so I had a feeling he hadn’t worn it much, if at all. He didn’t really strike me as a robe wearing guy.
Pulling the sash into a half knot, I shuffled out to the kitchen and looked around, frowning when I couldn’t see Noah anywhere.
The sound of a door closing had me turning around, and when I did, I froze. Noah paused just inside the door, his eyes dark and commanding. But that wasn’t what had my attention.
He was dressed, from head to toe, in full police uniform.
Holy freaking hell.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I raked my eyes up his body, already feeling myself growing wet. I watched his mout
h moving, but my head was seriously clouded over.
“Miss,” he snapped, and my attention sharpened.
“I’m going to need you to spread your legs and put your hands on the counter in front of you.”
I felt my eyes widen.
Holy shit! I instantly started panting. At this rate, I was going to orgasm any second.
“Miss,” he said, his voice firm and commanding. “Hands on the counter in front of you.”
With my breath shaking, it did as he asked, widening my stance and placing my hands, palms down in front of me. I felt him move behind me, and my senses roared.
“Are you carrying any dangerous or illegal substances on your person?”
Oh my god. I didn’t know if I could handle this. I was almost hyperventilating I was so turned on. Swallowing, I shook my head.
“I’m going to need you to answer me, Miss.”
Jesus help me. “No, officer,” I breathed.
“That’s better.” I felt him move closer, the heat of his body warming me through the robe. “I think I’m going to have to conduct a strip search though,” he said. “Stand up.”
Oh my god. My legs trembled as I stood up. Noah leaned closer, his body coming into contact with mine. Then he grabbed both my arms and brought them down by my sides.
I was held captive by anticipation. Slowly, he untied the sash and loosened the robe, sliding it off my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.
“Hands on the counter, Miss,” he said, his voice still firm but slightly rougher.
Following his orders, I placed them back on the counter and tried to hold myself together. His hands started at my shoulders, sliding down my back and up again before moving down the tops of my arms and back up the undersides.
I gasped as they ran over my breasts, down my stomach then the front of my legs, all the way down to my toes. The he started back up again, this time stroking over my calves, the backs of my thighs, and over my ass.
He paused when he reached my hips. “I think I need to conduct a deeper search,” he said huskily into my ear. “I’m going to need you to put your hands behind your back and your chest on the counter, Miss.”
I was full on panting now. The picture he was painting in my mind was so erotic and hot, I wasn’t sure I could handle it. But I sure as hell wanted to try.
