Page 17 of Cold Snap

Landry

I watch as my little runner comes out of the house in a bikini that barely covers her tits and ass.

When I woke up without her this morning, I could have torn the fucking walls down.

The bellow that left me was that of a wounded animal whose mate was taken from him.

It didn’t help that I could look down at the little drops of blood that had stained my sheets, showing me she was mine!

When I finally got enough sanity back to start putting a plan together and reluctantly took a shower, I opened the door to find her father on the other side.

He wanted to know what was going on between me and his daughter.

I guess it never occurred to my little runaway that she went home in my shirt with my fucking last name on the back of it.

Multiple people saw her in it, and I’ve already gotten a call from Aarons apologizing for hitting on my woman.

I told her father I wasn’t about to talk about me and Teresa with him until I talked to Teresa herself.

Then I told him she might not be home for dinner since we have a lot we need to talk about, but I didn’t tell him my plan.

He seemed to be alright with what I said, but he still told me that if I hurt her, he was going to find a nice hole to bury me in. I told him I would bring the shovel.

And now here we are. I’m about to commit a felony, and she’s not wearing clothes.

I wait until she walks past me and then reach out and wrap my arms around her, putting my hand over her mouth.

I have her out of the backyard gate and into my truck before she can take her next breath.

When she sees me, she relaxes noticeably, but I can see the second anger hits her eyes.

Those brown orbs snapping at me with the promise of fire, just like whiskey burns.

“What the hell is wrong with you? How did…how did you even get in the…? Did you…? What are you doing?” I love it when she’s so flustered she can barely string a sentence together.

“How did I get in? I picked the lock on the gate.”

“You…You picked the lock?”

“I had an…interesting childhood. Spent some time in juvie for my skills, but they always come in handy no matter how good I’ve been.”

“Juvie?”

“Yeah, you didn’t know that about me, did you? There’s a lot you don’t know about me, sweetheart. Now, it’s my turn. Why did you leave?”

“I…I got a call from one of my friends from school telling me about Lucy. She…,” she trails off.

“Yeah, I heard. Heard about Tommy, too.”

“That happened right before I got there.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I…,” I can see in her eyes she doesn’t want to tell me, so her next words don’t come as a total surprise. “No, it’s my turn. Where are you taking me?”

“A place I own in the woods. It’s a cabin no one knows about.”

“Why are we going there?”

“Oh, no, little angel. You wanted to play this game, and now it’s my turn.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Is your pussy alright?”

Her mouth falls open in shock. “Landry!” I can’t help but laugh at how surprised she seems to be at my question. “You cannot ask me that!”

“If I can eat it, I can ask about it, sweetheart. In fact, when we get to the cabin, I’m inspecting it to make damned sure I didn’t hurt you. Something I should have been doing when we woke up before you got out of bed. Then we are going to talk about our situation.”

“Our situation?” Maybe that was a bad use of the word. “What situation is that, Landry?”

“I came inside you more than once and more than a little bit. There was a lot of cum, baby.”

The very thought of me cumming in her has my dick swelling again.

“So?”

My brows draw up, and I risk taking my eyes off the road to take a quick look at her in the darkened cab.

“So…I hit that sweet pussy raw, baby.”

I wait for it to sink in, but it never does. She’s more confused than ever.

“Without protection. Now, you might be on birth control…”

“Oh my God!”

“I take that as a no.”

“Oh my God! Oh…we…I…oh my God!” Her hands flutter around like she’s trying to find a way to fly herself right out the window of my truck. “Wait…you…you’re taking me to a cabin to figure out what to do with me if I’m knocked up.”

“Among other things.”

No! I’m taking her to my cabin so I can talk her into letting me put more cum in her, and maybe we’ll get around to talking about her walking around wearing more than my name on a shirt.

“You don’t have to worry. No one will find out.” I don’t like how confident she sounds about that. “I’m going away for a few months to stay with my aunt.”

“What?!” The fuck she is!

“I could just come back pregnant and no one would ever have to know it’s your baby.”

My growl echoes through the truck. “You were leaving?”

“I…”

“You were leaving town?”

“Yes…”

“And you weren’t going to tell me.” It’s not a fucking question. I already know the fucking answer. “Why were you leaving? So you wouldn’t have to see me again?”

“What? No, I…”

Thankfully, I pull into the long, winding driveway that leads to the cabin before she can answer me.

“I wasn’t….”

“It’s going to be a little hard to hide the fact it’s my baby when I follow you around town, baby, telling everyone I’m the reason you’re waddling around.”

“What?”