Naughty and Notorious - Alexa Riley Page 0,16

with me in his lap. He mutters something about my shorts, and I snuggle in closer to him, happy he’s not mad at me. Well, he might be mad, but he’s hiding it at the moment.

When he found me, I saw a mixture of fear and relief in him. I was surprised because Judge never shows any emotion for the most part, and he’s hard to read. I bury my face in his neck to steal some of his body heat while I breathe in his scent. He holds me close and leans back in the chair, his long legs kicked out in front of him.

I hear others talking, but my mind is so focused on Judge I can’t concentrate on anything else. I could have gotten Bow and Judge hurt today because I’d been so lost in my own head and wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. I should have seen the storm rolling in, but it wasn't until Bow started to get antsy that I knew something was wrong. By then it was too late.

I slip my arm up his chest so I can lock it around his neck. Thunder shakes the barn, and my whole body tenses. Judge tightens his hold on me, and I relax a little.

“I’ve got you, little one. I won’t let anything happen to you,” he tells me, kissing me on top of my head.

Everyone stops talking for a moment, and I notice the farmhands staring at us. I’m guessing they are as surprised as I am about Judge’s comment, probably even more than I am. I’m quickly learning there is a sweet side to Judge, and apparently, he doesn't care who sees it.

He must give them all a look, because everyone immediately glances the other way and goes back to talking. I settle in deeper against him, suddenly feeling exhausted. The rush of adrenaline I felt earlier is quickly leaving me. My body relaxes as I start to warm up, and I close my eyes.

“You all right, boss?” I hear someone ask Judge.

“Not really,” he admits as I try to stay still. I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m asleep.

“She’s fine,” the man tries to reassure him.

“This time.” He rubs a hand up my back. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in my life.”

“Not even when she stole the car?” I can tell he’s trying to tease Judge to lighten the mood.

“I had a tracker on the car.”

“Put one on her,” he suggests.

Judge only grunts an agreement. I would tell them both I’m not a dog, but I keep my mouth shut. I don’t have room to talk. I could have gotten someone hurt with my own stupidity. Maybe I do need a tracker on me.

I listen to them talk about work as I drift in and out of sleep until my stomach lets out a loud growl.

“Let me guess. You didn't eat anything today.” I keep my eyes closed, hoping he lets it go. “I know you’re awake.”

“You’re not putting a tracker on me,” I huff when he stands with me in his arms.

“We’ll see about that.”

I rest my head on his chest as he carries me out of the barn. It’s still raining but not as bad as it was. When we get inside the house, he goes straight to the master bathroom, then sets me down on the sink before filling up the tub.

He comes back over to me and starts to slowly undress me. I should bat his hands away, but the gentle way he’s taking care of me has my heart clenching and a whole bunch of emotions I don’t understand overwhelming me.

When I’m completely naked, he puts me in the tub before slipping back out of the bathroom. I don’t want him to go, and as if he can read my thoughts, he comes back. He’s changed his clothes and has brought some pajamas for me.

“Meet me downstairs.”

This time he leaves me alone without another word. I pull my knees up to my chest and guess he’s mad at me after all, because he’s barely making eye contact with me. I sit in the tub until the water starts to get cold and force myself to get out.

I don’t know why I’m so nervous to see him again. I think it’s because I’ve disappointed him. Why doesn't he yell? That's what he does when he’s mad, but this silence is worse.

I brush my hair out before putting on the clothes he left for me. When