Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,39
slight smirk he wore eliciting the ache between my legs to intensify.
“Who was that?”
“My boss.”
“Yeah? What’d she have to say?” He took a step into the room but kept his distance, tilting his head in wait of my response.
It appeared he wanted to play some sort of game, but I wasn’t privy to which one yet. The way he watched me made me squirm in place all while my breathing became stifled.
“She asked how my dad was doing. Then she wanted to know if I was ready to come back to work. She told me I could have more time if I needed, but I need to go back, take my mind off things. Besides, I’m sure it’s going to take me a week just to catch up.”
He took another step closer. Then another, his arms clasped behind his back. “You should’ve taken her up on her offer. It’d put my mind at ease, knowing where you are at all times. I don’t think I’m ready to let you go yet.” His tone was low and deep. If his voice were tangible, I’d cloak myself in it every day.
I ignored his comments. “I need to go back on Monday.”
“That’s only two days from now.” Gone was any hint of playfulness. “Can’t you go back the following week?” He was in front of me seconds later, digging his fingers into my upper arms and pulling me into him. “It’s too soon.”
“It’s not too soon,” I argued. My right foot moved behind me, but he immobilized me. “I haven’t even gone in to set up my office. It’s filled with the boxes I had shipped from London and I’m sure it’s gonna take me forever as it is to get organized enough so I can tackle the work that’s waiting for me.”
“Call her back and tell her you’ll start in another week.” He acted like he hadn’t heard a damn thing I just said.
“No.” I attempted to move back once again, but it was futile. Brick wouldn’t release me until he was finished trying to convince me to take off more time from my job.
His brows drew inward. “Yes.”
“I said no.”
His teeth toyed with his bottom lip, staring at me like he was contemplating what to say next. But no matter what words came out of his mouth, they wouldn’t convince me to change my mind on the subject. I wasn’t prepared for the tactic he used instead, however.
“Please.” A flash of worry passed over his gorgeous face, and for a split second, I almost caved.
“I can’t.” I stepped into him and it was only then he released my arms long enough for me to wrap them around his large form. “You can take me to and from work for a few days if you want. At least until I get a car.”
“I already told you that you’re not goin’ anywhere without me, which obviously includes work. And as far as a car goes, you don’t have to worry about that for quite some time.”
I felt safer knowing Brick was going to essentially be attached to my hip for the foreseeable future, but a part of me wanted to push against his restrictions, to take back a piece of my independence. But instead of causing an unnecessary argument, because I’d get nowhere with the stubborn man in front of me, I changed the topic altogether.
“There’s something I want to tell you, and even though we kind of talked about it, I don’t know how you’re going to react.” I stepped back before he could stop me. “Let’s sit down.” Sliding my palm into his, I led him to the edge of the bed.
“You’re freakin’ me out, woman.”
“Don’t be.” We sat close, facing each other. I needed to read his reaction to know if I should continue with the conversation after I blurted out the first part. But instead of speaking right away, I fidgeted with the hem of my shorts, my eyes darting to his every other second.
“Out with it.” His long sigh was an indication his patience wore thin.
“I talked to Andy earlier, and she’s going back to London tomorrow morning.”
“Okayyyy.” I didn’t speak again right away. “Why are you tellin’ me this?”
“Because tonight would be the only time we’d have to… do what we talked about… with her… if we wanted to.” I tore my eyes from his, but the movement only seemed to irritate him. Before I even saw him move a muscle, I was straddling his lap, the