Page 5 of Going Dark

The professor calls on me just as I'm going down memory lane and I know I am turning red just from knowing I am thinking about the things I am. I give her my answer and she smiles at me. We worked extra hard on getting this through my thick head. Just then my phone buzzes so hard it almost falls off my desk. I want to pick it up and find out what is so important. I can see it's a photo from Alex without even turning it on. She's gone on to Britney sitting behind me so I could peek now to find out what it said.

I bring it under the desk and tap the text. Oh! My! GOD! A picture of Alex sitting on his bed completely naked comes up. The only thing keeping his...special agent from showing is the flowers I sent back to him.

You left something here that belongs to you.

"Oh my God!" I realize I say it out loud when the class goes quiet and the teacher looks at me like I might have lost my mind. I have the phone clutched to my body so tight I'm going to have an outline imprinted on my boobs. "I have to leave."

I stand up before someone can try to come help me. God knows the last thing I want right now is for someone to see my text message. I cannot believe he sent me a dick pic. What the fuck was he thinking? When I get a hold of him I am going to bust more than the vase those things were sitting in.

"Are you okay, Ms. Spencer?"

My teacher's concern for me touches my heart but I also can't tell her what made me so upset.

"My house has been broken into. My neighbor called. I have to go."

Less than a fire more than a dick pic, that should suffice as a plausible excuse for me to leave.

"Oh goodness, that's terrible! Do you need one of us to drive you home?"

"Oh, no," She really is too sweet. "My neighbor is special forces he'll...hold it down until I get there." At least he better 'hold it down' because I'm not in the mood to deal with little Alex making an appearance just because big Alex is bored and looking for something to do. I'm already packed up and out the door before she can offer to help again. I hate to lie. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. Not only did he make me lie to my teacher, skip a class, and break a speeding law just so he could get a rise out of me but he also had the nerve to look incredible in the text. Damn the man is built with abs for days. If I saw all of him I don't think I could take anymore today. I might lose my mind and actually go on a date with him.

I don't even think about what I am doing when I pull in. I can tell Alex's mom isn't home because her car is gone and he wouldn't have the nuts to send that when she was in the house. "Alex, you ass hooo...," I come through the kitchen door and pull up hard. Alex is still shirtless but he's put on jogging pants. What he has on is not the thing that makes me stop.

Alex has his arm around a guy who has a gun in his hand pointed at another guy on the stairs who also has a gun. Alex is gripping the man who he is holding by the hand the gun is in. When I come through. Alex takes his attention off the man on the stairs just long enough to see who came in. When our eyes meet he heaves a sigh like I am going to mess things up. In the blink of an eye, Alex shoots the gun and hits the guy on the stairs while snapping the other guy's neck with his bare hands all at the same time.

I know I am standing here with my mouth open but shock doesn't begin to cover what I am going through. Alex just killed two men in under a minute since I got here. My Alex just killed two people! "Ooo," I'm still stunned speechless.

He starts picking up weapons the other guys have dropped before he comes jogging over to me. For a split second, I worry he's mad at me for coming. Not that it really matters now that I'm a witness to his two killings. He uses the hands he just used to kill someone with to cup my face and talk to me.

"Evie! Evie, are you okay, baby?" I want to nod my head for him but I'm feeling a little out of it. I might not be okay. He sounds like he's talking from far away and I am fighting with the urge to throw up. "Baby," he tips my head back and looks into my eyes.

Curses rip from his mouth just as a round of bullets rip through the room. He takes me by the waist and rolls us over the island until we fall on the other side. He lands on me and all the air is knocked out of me. Even though he fell on me his hand is still holding my head keeping me from hitting it on the floor. I realize I'm pressing against him using him as a shield about the same time I realize he doesn't have a shirt on so I can't grab onto anything but his skin. The bullets stop and everything goes deathly quiet.

"Evie, open your eyes, baby." I didn't realize I had them shut until he asks me to open them. When I do I'm met with the prettiest green eyes I have ever seen looking back at me. If I'm going to die at least the last thing I see is so beautiful. "Evie, god damn it."

He shakes me a little but I can't seem to get my whirling thoughts in order so I can speak to him. He cusses again, and this one is a really colorful one, right before his head dips down and takes my mouth in his. His lips on mine act like a kiss waking me up after a long sleep. I can feel again. His soft, full lips pressed to mine, his wicked tongue demanding entry into my mouth. I'm not sure which one of us moans but I can hear it so clearly.

I also realize that I have a death grip on his shoulders with my arms wound up around him and my legs wound just as tight around his waist. Holy God, I have this man in between my thighs. The thin cotton panties and his equally thin jogging pants are no match for how hot he is against me.

I could laugh at the fucked up idea of all of this. I tried for so long to make Alex see me, to be with me, and now that I'm about to die it's his lips that are on mine, it's his heart I feel beating over my own. His body is lying in between my thighs and his dick is cradled in the vee of my open legs.

He finally pulls away from me and I become aware of more than just Alex. For the first time, I realize the kitchen is fucked up and not just from the hail of bullets it just endured. Chairs are broken; the table is flipped over on its side. Glass is lying all around us but I can't tell if it is from before or after the bullets. I don't need to be told that a fight was going on in the kitchen before it moved to the stairs where I came in.

"Hi baby." It feels so odd being under him and even though I am scared shitless for my life right now I'm really happy I got to do this before I died.

"Hey."

"You remember when we were little and used to run the streets playing against the kids from the other street over." I nod my head. It's been a long time ago but I remember the summer that the kids on the two streets decided to have a war to find out who was king of the neighborhood. It was one of the best summers.

"Remember how you were always my second in command and always had my back." I nod again. "Well, I'm going to need you to do that again for me. Stay low, stay here, and stay safe. Just like a really lethal game of cops and robbers. We're the good guys and everyone else is the robbers." He moves off of me and that sense of safety he offered with the protection of his big body is something I am missing badly.

He presses a gun in my hand. I start to shake my head no but he grabs my chin and makes me look at him. "Yes. You have to do this, do you understand? You have to have my back." I give him a quick nod and take the gun even though my hands are so sweaty I almost drop it. "You're my only backup, baby."

His eyes hold a wealth of feeling in them. Concern and worry bleed from them but also determination and something I can't identify.

"It's just you and me." I nod, that seems to be all I can do now, even though it sounds like he's talking about so much more than what is going on around us. That's stupid though. Of course he's talking about me being the only person he has to help. He's a trained soldier; he stays focused on the job at hand.

He leans in for one more kiss. It's light and brief and over before he comes to his knees. I reach out and grab the edge of his pants, using them to pull him back to me. Why the fuck not? If I'm going to die I might as well get what I can in now. I crash my mouth onto his and tongue fuck him like I would have done to his body if he'd let me all those years ago. I nip his lips and suck the hell out of his tongue until he groans and pushes me back away from him.

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