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Chapter Five

Jake

I’ve dreamed of having Larissa back in my arms. She’s here now and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep her from leaving me. Even if I have to use handcuffs, I’m not letting her go.

We walk into my condo. Everything is exactly the same as it was when she left. I didn’t upgrade or move after she left. I should have, but on the rare chance that she would come back, I wanted her to know where she could find me. I’m thankful as ever that I didn’t move. Even when Declan said it’s time to call it quits, move closer to headquarters, and let Larissa go.

I couldn’t do it. No, not even that. I refused to give up on her. She’s mine. Even if she doesn’t know it right now. She will by the end of the night.

“Want anything to drink?” I ask, gruffly, as she meanders over to the windows that look over the city. She always loved the view. Anytime we would hang out at my place, Larissa would always be glued to the floor to ceiling glass.

“I’m okay. Thank you, though,” she mumbles. Her body may be facing the window, but I can see her gorgeous fucking face. Larissa never wore much makeup, she always said she didn’t like it caked on and it felt like her face was wearing a sweater with all of it on. I laughed at the time, but now looking at her, her natural beauty shines through. Her face is soft and wistful. Green eyes are shimmering in the light surrounding her, her hair. Goddamn, her hair. It’s long and wavy, chocolate with golden highlights, that I loved having wrapped in my hands when I was taking her all night long.

I grab a bottle of water. The faster we get this talk done and over with, the faster I can move Larissa in with me, have her glued to me. I can imagine coming home from work to her. Seeing her in a house that I know she’ll make a home. Fuck, just having her here now makes the place seem less cold.

She graduated college with a degree in business communication. A degree I know she hasn’t put in use yet. I hope now that she’s home, she’ll look at a job that she really wants instead of working for menial pay, when I know she’s worth more than that. She’s worth everything.

I sit down on the couch and clear my throat, “Larissa, sit down for a minute.”

She turns around and I see all of her lush curves. Her beautiful hourglass figure is encased in skintight jeans. Her hips flare out and her heart shaped ass — it’s what a man dreams about. She’s wearing a simple green tank top with an open sweater over it. I hate that sweater right now. It’s hiding her body from me. Especially what I really want to see all of her — the one thing that made me stop in my tracks when I first laid eyes on her in the lobby. She has something to tell me and I want to hear it from her lips.

She sits down beside me and it’s not good enough. I easily pick her up and have her straddle my waist.

“Jake,” she rushes out as she places her hands on my shoulders.

“I need you close to me,” I tell her as I brush her hair out of her face.

“Okay,” she replies.

“Tell me why you ran away from me,” I state.

Chapter Six

Larissa

“I was scared, Jake. I was so, so scared. You’re my best friend. I didn’t want one night to ruin what we had,” I breathe out.

I look down at my lap, well what I can see of it now that I’m about ready to pop. I’m wringing my hands together as he states, “If you would have stayed, you would have known that was the best night of my life.”

“I’m sorry,” I say, and tears are rolling down my cheeks. I barely get those two words out before I start sobbing. He brings me into his body, as much as he can with my stomach interfering with us getting too close, and I’m wrapped up in him.

He shushes me and soothes me as I ugly cry. I don’t know how I was so lucky to have Jake for so long and only to leave him. Plain and simple, I was an idiot.

A part of me wanted him to find me, but the other part, the one where I was too scared to make it easy for him to find me, didn’t.

“Calm down, baby,” he says into my ear, in a whispered tone. It makes me shiver. I remember his rough whispers when he’s in the throes of telling me what exactly he wants me to do and how he’s going to take me hard and deep.


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