I like seeing her in something that I bought for her, like I’m marking her, claiming her, like she’s showing the world that she’s mine.
I mean, maybe that’s being a tad dramatic since it’s just a bracelet that literally no one will understand the significance of, but we’ll work our way up to things that willreallyshow she belongs to me.
We’ll start with her wearing the bracelet.
We’ll finish with her taking my last name.
Or maybe I’ll take hers? I don’t mind, so long as the world knows we belong to each other.
“You know I’ve always got your back. What is it, exactly, that you need me to do?”Other than pretending to protect you from the stalker that is actually me.“Are you sure we shouldn’t tell the others? Report it? We have no idea how dangerous this guy is.”
The answer isvery.
Not to her, of course. Never to her.
Just a danger to every other guy who even glances her way.
She looks unsure for a moment, as though she’s really considering my words before shaking her head, that determination flashing in her eyes once more that makes me want to kiss the fuck out of her.
“No telling anyone. At least not yet. I don’t want to worry everyone and make it a big spectacle when he’ll probably be bored of me by next week.”
I suppress a snort.
That’s never gonna happen, babe.
“Okay, we can do that. But what is it that you actually want me to do?”
She shifts in her seat, and I have the distinct feeling that she has no goddamn idea of what she wants me to do about it.
“Okay,” I say, putting her out of her misery. “How about I try to come up with a plan to figure out who this guy is, and we can deal once we figure out his identity? In the meantime, I’ll casually get Logan to look into your security system.” I definitely won’t. “And I’ll stick to you like glue. As often as I can, anyways. Between classes and trying to keep the guys from becoming suspicious…” I trail off and she nods eagerly.
“That’s perfect! And I’d never expect you to be with me 24/7. You have a life, too, and I don’t expect you to put your life on hold for me.”
Only I would.
I absolutely would.
Since sheismy fucking world and I’d do literally anything for her.
She can’t know that though.
Not yet.
Soon, I promise myself.
“It’ll be hard to figure out who he is without involving Logan since he’s probably the best person to track someone down, but he’s taught me a few tricks over the years and I’m sure we can figure it out.”
Her eyes fill with tears, and the sight fucking guts me yet turns me on at the same time.
Holy shit, I’m fucked up.
Oh well.
“Hey, hey, hey. Don’t cry, little one.” I slide off of the sofa and crouch in front of her before taking her face in my hands. I gazeup at her, trying not to look at her with awe in my eyes. “We’ll figure it out, yeah? It’s gonna be okay.”
Her chin wobbles but she pulls herself together and just when I think she’s about to pull away from me, she does the opposite. She flings herself towards me and I go falling backwards, landing on my ass with a lap full of Gracie.
I shift so she can’t feel just how inappropriately turned on I am right now before wrapping my arms around her and pulling her tighter into my embrace. I let the feeling of her wash over me, taking comfort of having her in my arms like this for the first time.
