Chapter Twelve
Sam
I watched as he walked out to his car. I stood in the entrance to the studio flipping the bird as he peeled out before heading back in to get my ass chewed by Mya. I see she is ready to pounce when I grab her kiss her until she goes weak.
Even when I pull back and she is winded, I place my finger over her lips. “Shhh Pet. You will never get a say so in how I protect or defend you. He needed a dose of reality and I gave him one. You may not like how I do things, but with you it isn’t negotiable.”
She looks at me, unsure I’m sure, as to what to say when she finally nods in agreement.
“That’s my girl.” I say in hopes it earns me good points. She smiles and laughs a little before kissing me quickly.
We stay at the studio for several hours cleaning what we can. By the time everyone is leaving we have it ready for mirrors to be installed in two days. I stay back with Mya as she speaks with the alarm company and resets all her codes. She’s distracted for a few minutes, so I run to my truck and see Noah still outside on the phone.
He’s just who I need to help make what I am thinking happen.
Mya
After resetting all my alarms and finishing up with my insurance agent I close my office and head out, stopping at what I see.
The lights are down on the low setting I use for when I am stretching or cooling down. The crow and the butterfly plays on my speakers. He is standing in the center of the room, still dressed in his black tank top and basketball shorts, but he looks like every dream I have ever had coming true.
“What’s this?” I ask as I walk toward him.
“This…” He pulls me up against him and holds me close. “Is me trying to make a date happen here and now.”
I laugh and look at him. “A date huh?”
He nods and kisses me sweetly on my lips. “In bed earlier this morning I was thinking how before, we never really dated. I never took you out to show you off or treat you like the special delicate beauty you are.”
“Why, Mr. Sullivan, are you trying to seduce me?” I ask.
He nods his head yes. “Nope.”
I laugh at that and he takes my arm and spins me around.
“Teach me to dance, Pet.”
I step back and look at him like he is crazy. “Ballet or hip hop.” I laugh.
His eyes are dark, full of lust that makes me shiver. “You looked amazing when I came here the other day. Teach me that.”
Now I really laugh. “Baby, that is a lifetime of different techniques. I was pissed and needed to release my energy. I couldn’t even remember what I did.”
He grabs his phone and looks at me with a glint in his eyes. “How about this. I’ll put that song on, and you do whatever comes to mind. I’ll do as I wish with your body as you move.”
I feel hot just at the thought. I have never been nervous dancing in front of anyone, but right now I feel exposed. As fast as the shyness comes on it leaves because this is Sam, my Sam and I would do anything for him.
I strip down until I am in my boy shorts and sports bra before going to lace my slippers on.
“See this is a better show already. Those are fucking sexy, Pet.” He says and points to my ballet slippers. “I will remove those with my mouth in a little bit.”
I laugh and walk over to start the music.Halsey, ‘Bad at love’starts blasting louder than usual from my speakers as I walk slow towards him with the intro. I spin high point on my toes toward him as she starts singing.
I stop in front of him and give him what he asks.
Sam
Holy fucking shit!
