My vagina went into spasm and my knees went week.
“How’d he take that?” I asked, trying to pretend I wasn’t about to collapse.
“He wasn’t pleased.”
“Erm, can you explain what you meant earlier by ‘declaration of war’?”
“Only if we do it inside, we’re exposed up here.”
I grabbed the phone, the timer and my sarong and walked into the bedroom. I threw everything on the bed and tied the sarong around my hips. Lee closed the door behind him and pulled off his shades.
He walked up to me, tossed his sunglasses on the bed and untied the sarong from around my hips.
“I just tied that,” I told him, grabbing for it.
He ignored me and threw it on the bed, out of my reach and put his hands on my hips, drawing me to him.
“I thought you were gonna tell me about this war thing,” I reminded him.
“Simple. He wants something. That something belongs to me. He begins his campaign to get what he wants and I begin mine to keep it.”
I was trying not to be pissed off but it was hard.
“I don’t belong to you.”
“I know that and you know that but men like Coxy don’t know that. He acquires things, even humans, especially women. His men don’t work for him because they respect and trust him, they do it because he pays them a lot.”
Okay, that made sense.
My h*ps were against his h*ps and his hands were going up my back, pulling the rest of my body into contact with his.
I ignored it.
“Have you dissuaded him from this war?”
“Not likely.”
“What happens now?”
“I deal with it. You hear from him, see him, you tell me.”
I could do that, that sounded easy.
Lee’s hands made it to my shoulders and my entire torso was pressed against his.
“What time is it?” I asked.
Lee’s head came down and his lips were on my neck.
“Quarter to two,” he said against my skin.
“Ohmigod!” I shouted and tried to pull away but Lee’s arms tightened and brought me back. “I have to take a shower, we have to get to Dad’s. I’m supposed to be making the hamburger patties.”
“Your father can make the hamburgers. We’re gonna be late.”
I stared at him in horror. “Late? We can’t be late! Dad loves you, Lee, but he’s not exactly jumping for joy that we’re together. We can’t be late the first time we go home for a barbeque!”
Lee’s face changed and his eyes became warm.