“Yes.”
“You’remy goddamn problem,bella,” I almost shout at her.
“Stop the car, Liam.” When I keep driving, she grabs the wheel and jerks it hard to the right, causing the SUV to swerve onto the grass and gravel along the side of the road. “Stop the damn car!”
Slamming on the brakes, I barely have time to put it in park before she’s climbing over the console and sitting in my lap. She slaps her hands down on either side of me on the headrest.
“Let’s get one thing straight, right now. You don’t fucking tell me what to do.”
The fire lighting her eyes and blushing her angry face makes me crave her even more. The fact that she’s grinding down on my already hard dick just amps up my desire for her. There is nothing more gorgeous than an enraged Andie. I’m absolutely obsessed with this woman.
“I want to fuck you so bad right now,” I grit out, barely able to control myself.
“Not until you tell me what crawled up your ass first.” She gentles her threat by cupping my face and kissing my brow line. “Liam, please. What’s wrong?” She kisses me sweetly on the lips. We stare at one another until I finally relent to the pleading in her eyes.
“They’re taking you away from me.”
Rafe will always own a part of her that no one else can touch. She and Jax have this soul-deep connection. If she marries Keane, she’ll be his wife. Belong to him. She’s known the three of them since she was a young girl. Where do I fit in? I’m just a guy she met at a club who she used to help her forget her pain for one night.
Andie glides her hands down to my chest and back up again to circle my neck, her thumbs pressing under my chin to tip it up, so our gazes meet. “Liam, that will never happen. It’s like I told Keane. I’m his and Jax’s and Rafe’s. And yours. I belong to all of you. A piece of paper isn’t going to change that. The only thing I need to know is, do you want me?”
Without hesitation, I reply, “Fuck, yes. But I just don’t know how this thing will work. I don’t share.”
Her smile is luminous in the dashboard lights. The blonde streaks in her honey-brown hair shine like gold threads. “I think you did a really good job of sharing tonight.”
I give her one of those eye rolls she likes to throw around at me and the guys.
She presses her cheek to mine, threading her fingers through the hair at my nape. “Thank you for that. You always seem to give me exactly what I need. And as long as you’re okay with them being in my life, I don’t mind having that part of our relationship just between you and me. Would I like for what happened tonight to happen again? Not going to lie. I hope it does. But when I’m with you,” she leans back against the steering wheel and taps my chest above my heart, “I’m yours and no one else’s.”
I bring her back to me and kiss her soundly. “I can live with that, but it won’t stop me from being jealous and possessive.”
She carefully lifts off my lap and maneuvers back over to the passenger seat. “When we get back, I’m going to check on Rafe and then you’re going to join me in the shower.”
Starting the ignition, I look at the side mirror to make sure no other cars are coming. I pull out onto the road when I see the road is clear. “Am I now?”
Her hand reaches for mine, and she clasps it tightly on top of her thigh. “Yep,” she happily replies. “And then we’re going to lock ourselves in my bedroom for the rest of the day—”
The sounds of metal buckling and glass exploding are the first things I hear. Andie screams as the SUV flips over and tumbles down the embankment off to the right of the road. The airbags deploy, and my head whiplashes back as the seat belt cuts into my chest when my body is violently flung forward and upside down, over and over again, as we roll like a runaway snowball.
“Liam!” Andie’s hand flies out, her nails piercing into my shoulder, her guttural screams those of nightmares. The vehicle’s momentum stops suddenly when it slams into a grove of trees.
And then darkness and quiet.
Aw, fuck. My head throbs like a son of a bitch. Trying to open my eyes and get my bearings, all I see is a sheen of red haze. What the hell? When my brain starts to function again, I realize that I’m hanging almost upside down, the seatbelt the only thing keeping me in place, and the red haze is blood coating my eyes.
“Baby.” My voice sounds like I just ate glass. “Andie.”
When she doesn’t respond, I carefully turn my head to search her out, and fear chokes the life out of me when I don’t see her. The passenger door has been ripped off and bright red blood coats the off-white leather where she should be.
“Bella!” I yell. Nothing.
Please, God, no. Did she fly out of the car as it was rolling? What the fuck happened? Frantically, I work the seat belt release, my need to find her giving me strength that my body doesn’t have right now. I feel like someone dropped a boulder on me and crushed all my bones.
“Andie, baby! Answer me!” I yell louder. With an outstretched arm, I’m able to catch myself from dropping on my head to the roof of the SUV when the seat belt finally comes loose.
The smell of acrid smoke and burning gasoline hits me. The driver’s side door is wedged against a tree. I force my arms and legs to move so I can crawl out of the open passenger side. A hot flame erupts in the back of the Rover where the gas tank is located, and I know I only have a matter of minutes to get out before it all goes up. What if Andie is trapped underneath the wreckage?
Scrambling out, I fall to my knees, rocks, glass, and metal debris from the crash ripping my jeans and embedding in my skin. There are no lights for me to see anything clearly, only the small fire that grows bigger and bigger as each second passes. I shout for her as I stumble to my feet. The night provides no help, only trees and darkness everywhere I look.
