to stop the tears from welling up in my eyes. I don’t know how, but this little guy and Coyote both wormed their way into my heart without even trying.
Is that even possible? For some people to barely know each other yet feel so connected.
“He seems to like being in your arms,” Coyote says, brushing a hand through the little bit of hair on Cody’s head.
Nodding, I don’t say anything as I focus my eyes on the little boy in my arms and seeing the way his dad touches him so gently. This is what I’ve always dreamed of having when I grew up. A man who was protective of me and a child we’d have together. But Cody’s not mine. No matter how much I want that to be different. I feel as if he were mine. I don’t care if he didn’t come from my body.
It’s also the reason I refused to give away his location when Mason let Sam beat the hell out of me after he was finished. My mind wanders back to thoughts of maybe it would be better if I left.
“Luce Mia, I don’t know what’s going through that head of yours but from the expression on your face, I can only guess. And I gotta tell you now, baby, get that shit out of your head.” My gaze snaps to Coyote’s and I lick my lips nervously. His eyes move to follow the motion of my mouth.
“You guys don’t need me here. I’m only putting Cody in danger by being here,” I murmur, speaking my fears.
“What the fuck?” he growls. The way his eyes narrow and his jaw clenches I know without a doubt he’s trying to keep his cool. “Actually no, now what the fuck. I’m going to say this one last time and then we’re fuckin’ moving on from this bullshit. Tinsley, you are not leaving. I’m not going to watch you leave thinkin’ it’s the best thing in protecting Cody. I’ve got that under control. We know what the hell we’re doing and the best thing you can do for him, for yourself, and for fuckin’ me is stay here where I can keep you safe. Do you get what I’m saying?”
Without hesitation, I nod my head in agreement. He’s scary when he wants to be and I’m not about to go against him on this. It’s not like I want to leave him anyway. My heart won’t let me.
Chapter Eighteen
Tinsley
“Tinsley, I swear to fuckin’ God. Get your fuckin’ ass out here right fuckin’ now,” Coyote yells through the door.
I groan and roll my eyes at the tone he’s using. I should have known he’d be pissed when he found out. But in my defense, I’m a grown ass woman and can do what I want. If I want to work that’s my God given right.
Okay, so I probably should have talked to him or at least mentioned it to him, but I didn’t want him to talk me out of it.
It’s been a month since the day Coyote and I shared our first kiss. Since that day, things between the two of us seem to have shifted. The way it happened freaked me out in the beginning but only because I didn’t know what to expect.
I started staying in his room with him and Cody. Granted, we didn’t do anything except for maybe some heavy make out sessions with some feeling each other up. Maybe that’s why I did what I did, to get him to take the next step. Sexual frustration can make a person do some crazy things I’ve come to realize.
You see over the past several weeks, Victoria, Rachel, Raven, and myself have grown close. Momma B has become like a second mom to me and I adore them all. They’ve taken me under their wing showing me that I can be confident in myself and I do my best to feel this way about myself. It’s not always easy though.
They all knew Coyote and my relationship was growing and I’d fallen even more for him than I originally had. I sometimes think he feels the same way, considering he’d been asking my input on houses that he looked at for the first two weeks. When I saw the last house with him, I’d fallen in love with not just the outside but the inside.
The house was like my dream house come to life. Inside you had a huge kitchen that was open to the living