Page 31 of Killer Notes
“Danny?” My name sounds gruff, like a rough tongue licking along my cock. I try to squelch any sexual arousal that’s unfurling in me, but it’s getting extremely difficult the more I’m around him.
“It’s a beautiful morning and I want to enjoy the outside. You can’t lock me up for the entirety of the time we’re here, Tobias.”
“I didn’t tell you to stay in the bedroom all day,” he says, folding his arms across his chest. I notice he’s holding a blue striped towel. “Besides, I’m thinking only of your—”
“My safety. Yeah, yeah,” I retort, my irritation rising to the challenge. “Who are you keeping me safe from, Tobias? There’s nothing out here. Unless,” I suck in a breath of shock, mocking fear, and point to a tall, skinny bird wading by the water’s edge. “Do you think that bird is going to peck me to death?”
“Didn’t I tell you that you’re a smart ass?”
“That’s better than being a dumb ass,” I counter with a snort.
I don’t know what’s come over me, but I like keeping Tobias from getting the last word. Though, I hate to admit that Tobias is right. I have to keep in mind the reason why I’m here in the first place. However, I’m still not going to let a stalker who’s obsessed with me turn me into a hermit.
Tobias rolls his eyes. “Fine. I’m going to take a quick shower. Can you behave yourself for a little while?” Tobias straightens, dropping his arms to his sides.
Can I join you?I so badly want to ask.
“Sure,” I utter instead, and turn back to the lake. “I’ll be fine. Saint’s with me.”
“Don’t stay out here too long,” Tobias says evenly. But I know it’s an order.
“Okay, I won’t.” My irritation starts to rise.
“I won’t be long,” he reaffirms.
“O-kay,” I say with resolve, looking over my shoulder and waving at him to go.
“Okay,” he repeats and leaves.
I roll my eyes and blow out an exasperated breath. I look down at Saint and rub his head. “He thinks I’m an idiot.”
I stay out there for a good five minutes more, taking sips of my now cooled off coffee, and hoping to see the flash of something again. But my stomach decides to growl like a hungry bear coming out of hibernation.
My precious time alone has been abruptly curtailed by my bodyguard and now my hunger. I head back inside to see what I can make for breakfast.
Tired of eating bacon and eggs, I grab the carton of milk and a box of cereal before sitting at the island. I look down at the cold meal and then glance over to the counter where there’s a loaf of bread. “Hmm. French toast sounds good.”
I bend down to look in one of the lower cabinets to look for the frying pan I used the day before. Just as I pop up with the well-used cast iron pan in hand, I find Tobias standing in the room, watching me.
“Jesus, Tobias.” I almost drop the heavy pan. “Can you stop doing that. Make some noise when you come into a room.”
“Sorry.” Slight pink infuses his cheeks. Or is that from the shower? Either way, the blush is cute on the hulking man.
His hair is slicked back, and he’s freshly dressed in jeans and a plain blue t-shirt. He’s too delectable, even dressed down. Strong broad shoulders defined with muscles that have my mouth watering. Those biceps of his… Hmm. I bet I wouldn’t be able to span both hands around either arm. I itch to run a hand down his chest and cup the front of his—.
Stop it.
I slowly turn, attempting to staunch the desire still flooding my veins, but realize that the clean, fresh scent that clings to him is getting stronger. He’s close. Then an image of Tobias naked in the shower, stroking himself, takes over my brain. My cheeks heat up and my cock stands at full mast.
Turn around.But I can’t. My feet are permanently cemented in place. However, my head swivels around and my eyes zero right in on his bulge.
“Want to take a picture?” Tobias steps closer, his eyes sharp, with the right corner of his lips tipping up, showing off a dimple.A dimple, damn it.
“What?” My eyes dart up to his face, attempting to sound casual. “Why do I need to take a picture?”
“You’re staring at my dick like it’s on the breakfast menu.”
Gah. His arrogant tone is suddenly grating on me.