Wrapped Up In You: A Military Romance (Unwanted Soldiers Book 2) by Aden Lowe

Author:Aden Lowe [Lowe, Aden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aden Lowe
Published: 2017-04-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

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This fucking sucked. I thought I would enjoy bringing her pain, but I was wrong. Even after all the things I said, my need for her increased with every heartbeat. She was hurting, crying, and all I could think about what was her tears would taste like as I kissed them away. I never considered the impact on her when I suggested the engagement cover story. Hell, I left my own feelings out of that equation too.

The drive back to her apartment passed in near-silence. I wanted to say something, but couldn't trust myself not to make matters worse. This shit had to get cleared up, though. That kind of distraction could cost us the killer, or put one or both of us in danger. All he needed was one lapse of focus, and it would be over. I spent the rest of the trip composing myself, and left figuring out the solution for later, when we reached her place. I needed more than the few inches of distance between us the truck cab offered in order to think.

I took advantage of the lack of curbs around the parking lot to drive up into the grass and stop beside Azia's car, still in her space. A few chalked lines marred the pavement, probably where the victims of last night's attack explained things to the police. Looking back, I should have had Azia call and make a report. It wasn't too late, but would have been more effective immediately after the fact. That neighbor needed a fucking crowbar taken to his knees.

"You can't park here, you know." Her voice interrupted my train of thought.

I looked around, checking for signs or barriers. "Who says?"

It took her a moment to reply. "I don't know. But everyone knows, you just don't park on the grass."

I chuckled. "Well, I don't see any signs about the fucking grass, or anything else. So, as far as I'm concerned, I'll park here if I want. And I want." Maybe I shouldn't be so bullheaded, but at the moment, I just didn't give a shit.

She shook her head and opened her door. "Whatever." Her feet hit the ground before I made it around the truck to help her down. She winced with a sharp cry, and balanced precariously on one foot.

I got my arm around her waist to help. "What is it?"

"I'll be fine. I just twisted my ankle a little." Maybe, but her face had already gone pale, and small beads of sweat broke across her forehead. That seemed to me like a lot more than a twisted ankle. "If you'll just help me inside, I'll ice it and it'll be fine."

Right. I scooped her up in my arms, closed the truck door with my shoulder, and started toward the building. The way her hair tickled my jaw sent heat straight to my dick. Just fucking perfect. I needed to not touch her, but here I was, clutching her in my arms. Fuck my life.

Azia's body remained stiff, despite her obvious pain.

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