Page 6 of Possessive Trucker

“You’re hurt!” she exclaims, not even flinching at the sight, then a wry smile plays on her lips.

“Tell me what?” she coos, suddenly the picture of an innocent angel again, taking my hand in hers and blowing on my knuckles.

A deep groan escapes me, and I feel my head shaking as my dick shifts hard north in my jeans.

“I just want to… I mean… I dunno Sophie, I’m just not gonna leave you here. You’re coming with me and that’s final!” I tell her in a commanding tone.

I don’t know what happened to the girl about to cry in the diner, maybe it was low blood sugar. But the Sophie in front of me now has a devilish grin and a chest that tells me it’s not just the cold that has her girls at attention.

“Let’s get this hand bandaged first,” she says calmly. “What did you do, fight a bear while I was gone?” she asks, and I laugh.

I laugh out loud like I don’t think I ever have with anybody else.

Having her close to me, holding my hand.

It’s the most natural feeling in the world, even if it is busted up a little.

The thought she’ll say yes. The very idea that we can have more of this… I instantly feel like I’m on top of the world.

Chapter Five

Sophie

I watch as Thorn leaves the diner. He’s mad, but not at me. Just mad about something.

And right then I know. It’s that same something I can’t deny either, no matter what my mind cooks up.

I know I already belong to him.

The idea of him leaving without me, without him talking to me… touching me again. It’s unthinkable.

I can deal with my dad, with work, with life later.

Right now, Thorn is all that matters.

I do call my dad though, and he picks up straight away. He’s worried sick. He’s already called the housekeeping job and they told him I left and then they hung up on him.

Once a bitch, always a bitch, I guess.

“It’s fine dad,” I comfort him. “I got something else instead… yeah I did. A real job… with a logging company. Secretary,” I tell him, wondering where on earth I got that idea from.

I was supposed to call and have him to come pick me up.

It’s a white lie, but once I see how wound up Thorn is once he thinks I’m leaving without him, I know where I belong.

I know where my place is from now on, and it’s with Thorn.

Thorn.

Saying his name over and over in my mind makes me feel better to the point of wanting to squeal. In a matter of minutes, it’s as if I never had a problem in the first place.

I still have no idea exactly what or how any of this will work out, but I just know it will.

“Thorn’s a good man,” Rick says, clearing our plates. “You could do a lot worse than have Thorn help you out of a jam, Miss,” he says, flushing with pride as we both turn to look again at his perfect form as he climbs up into his truck.

Hearing the gears grind and the way he’s revving it makes me laugh a little.

“Don’t go too far, the pair of ya!” Rick cautions me as I trot to the door, holding up the bill with a smile, winking.

“I won’t,” I tell him, and I can see that Rick’s happy too for some reason. Maybe happy for Thorn.

Happy for the man who, although he seems like he has it all, might not have that one thing I think we’ve both become so aware of so quickly.

So unexpectedly.

It’s like my face is gonna crack. I’m beaming so hard as I round the truck.

Thorn bumps right into me as he turns around, and I feel the trickle of excitement in me become a flood. A raging torrent.

I’m definitely not imagining it, and I feel like doing cartwheels, not that I could but the fact he’s so hung up on me going with him. I just know it’s gonna be perfect.

Just me and Thorn.

But where are we going?

What about my new self-appointed job at the logging company?

Maybe I’ll have to tell a few more teensy white lies along the way, but my god if we keep bumping into each other like this.

“D’you have a first aid kit?” I ask him as soon as I see his hand, and he nods, rolling his eyes.

“It’s nothing, really,” he says in his deep voice, letting my hand stay in his, not wanting me to let go of it either.

He’s just so big. His hand in both of mine is huge and his body towering over me makes me feel safer than ever when at first I thought I should be more careful, but I should’ve been thinking about how much safer I am with Thorn than anyone else.

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