“I’m going to kill you,” he spat out, pointing at Andrew over Spencer’s shoulder.
“For what? Helping her? I’m sure you would have done the same thing…if you were there!”
“Okay, cowboy.” Silas patted Andrew on the shoulder, urging him to step back. “Your determination to piss Noah off is commendable. But as I was reminded earlier, this guy has a gun and the skill to end you while sipping your Starbucks.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, seriously. All of you, this shit ends now. Spencer, Silas, Andrew,” I cut my glare between the three of them, “I appreciate you all trying to be protective, but it’s no longer cute. So stop.” I turned to Noah, his eyes a blazing blue. “And you; stop wanting to tear Andrew’s skin off. He’s been nothing but nice to me.”
“I don’t like him.” His nostrils flared.
“You don’t have to like him. But, for God’s sake, Noah,” I clutched my belly, “I’m pregnant with your baby; that’s kind of a big deal. And not to mention that you kidnapped me after you disappeared for weeks, yet I’m still here loving you as I have from the start. You have absolutely no reason to be jealous.” I stalked closer, placing my hands on his chest, feeling his fast heartbeat beneath my palms. “It’s you, Noah. It’s always been you.”
His eyes found mine, and he lifted my chin with a gentle touch of his finger. “I’ll apologize for leaving you. I’ll apologize for kidnapping you.” He leaned down, his mouth a mere breath from mine. “But I will never apologize for wanting to make sure every man in the entire goddamn world knows you’re mine.” I shuddered when his lips brushed against mine—a simple touch, a tender kiss, and a hard promise. “You’re a beautiful woman, baby girl. And you’re my woman—which means I’ll be walking around with a loaded gun for the rest of my fucking life.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning into him as the rest of the world evaporated around us. “That. Is by far. Thesexiestthing anyone has ever said to me.”
A gasp escaped me when he grabbed my waist and pulled me tighter against him, slamming his lips against mine. His tongue lapped against mine with a desperate sweep, his taste exploding in my mouth, reminding me that no one else could kiss me the way he did. No other man could touch me the way he did; make me submit and surrender so easily the way he did.
“Ah-hem.” Silas cleared his throat. “Unless there’s two blondes on their way so we all can jump on this orgy train, please stop.”
I snickered, feeling my cheeks burn.
“Also,” he continued. “Is this the right time to tell you your ass is showing again?”
Noah flicked his wrist, jerking me around and pulling my back against his front, causing me to yelp. “Okay, seriously,” he pointed at Andrew, “now I have to kill him.”