“You made a new friend.” He grinned.
“Friend is a stretch.”
We climbed into the Navigator and drove back to the building. It gave my thoughts time to run wild. We’d been on that forum before, but the obvious way whoever posted was new. They wanted me ruffled. If they knew anything about me, thatwasn’t something easily accomplished, except when it came to Forest. I’d kill for him.
The moment the SUV stopped in the garage, the door was ripped open, and Forest filled the space. “What the fuck?” he yelled. “Did you know they posted your picture on that shit forum? I bet you did, and you didn’t bother to tell me. How many people are going to be looking for you? It’s not safe for you to leave. You should stay inside with me. Do paperwork or some shit.”
When he took a breath, I made my move to stop his rambling. I dove forward, gripped his biceps, and kissed the fuck out of him. By the time I was done, there were no words leaving his lips.
His eyes slowly opened, and he looked at me like he did whenever my mouth was on him—dreamy, full of want, with a cute smile on his lips.
“Hi,” I whispered.
“Hi.”
“How about you let me get out and we go inside?” It was one thing for me to expose myself, but having Forest vulnerable was a no-go. I didn’t care that we were in the garage. There was too much open space down here.
“Sorry,” he mumbled and moved out of the way. That was when I noticed Micah standing behind him, eyes scanning the area.
My feet hit the ground, and I immediately gripped Forest’s hand in mine to take him to the waiting elevator. I held him close as we rode upstairs with Micah and Oleander. I pushed the button for my floor, but the elevator kept going until we arrived at the top. The doors opened into Jordan’s home.
He stood waiting for us. “When did you become the problem guard?”
“It was my turn?” I asked when we exited.
He sighed. “Lawson removed the post but didn’t find much from digging around. It was like the others we’d found on there.”
“I didn’t think you would. It was done to piss me off, but they must not know me because it didn’t.”
“How can they allow people to say shit like that on there?” Forest asked. He wasn’t a fan of social media and liked to discuss why it was awful when given the chance.
“They live for drama,” Oleander said. “That’s the only reason to post, but this one was aimed at Sheldon. Maybe they thought it was doing more than it was. Who knows?”
“I just want to kill this person,” I stated. “I’m over this. The waiting is bullshit. They’ll eventually make their move, but until then, it’s a matter of when, which I hate.”
“We all do,” Jordan cut in. He always had to have the upper hand, not that I blamed him. When he did, we all won.
“Mind games. They think they can keep dropping these little tidbits to fuck with me, but the truth is, I just want them dead. I don’t care how it happens. There is no way I’ll be so stressed I can’t perform though.” I glanced at Forest for that one. I loved a comment with dual meanings.
“Jesus,” he muttered. He was still glued to my side, right where I liked him.
“I’m going to head home for a bit, unless you need me for anything,” I said to Jordan.
“No, go.”
“Just another day,” I reminded him. It earned me a low growl from my boss. He liked calm days or days when he was the predator. Having us as the prey drove him to the edge.
As soon as Forest and I were alone in the apartment with the door shut and locked, I pushed him against it and dropped to my knees, quickly pulling his sweats down and exposing his cock. Before he could utter a word, I swallowed him, bringing him as far as he could go.
His fingers threaded into my hair, nails biting my scalp. “Holy shit.”
This would be quick enough to get his mind off what just happened.
I teased around his hole with my finger, not pushing in but toying with him, touching him, rubbing him, until he spilled down my throat in a shout.
Licking my lips after taking all I could, I peered up at the man I loved as he sank to the floor in front of me.
“One day, I’m going to last forever and surprise the hell out of you,” he said, not bothering to pull his pants up.
