I sit on the couch, Legend bounding up to sit beside me. He places his head in my lap and nudges me until I pet him. “Yeah, Legend. I know.” I pet him before getting my phone out and making a couple of calls. The first being Leo. I’ll have him ride over with Drake, let him stay here with Kellie while I go grab some clothes from my place.
“Hey,” Leo says on the other end of the line after the first ring.
“Yo, can you drive Kellie’s vehicle over here, hang out with her while I stop at my house to grab some clothes, and then we’ll take you back to your car?”
“Sure, I have nothing planned for the evening. You don’t have to take me back to the shop. I’ll have one of my brothers swing by and pick me up when you get back.” Leo has come a long way from the fuck-up he once was, and I know his mom couldn’t be more thankful. For that matter, all of us are. I think the matter with Taylor solidified he needed to quit his bullshit while he was ahead.
“Thanks. Take your time. We’re just hanging out for the time being.”
“Sounds good. I’ll text when we’re on the way. Her spare keys still in your office drawer?” Leo asks.
“Yeah, top right drawer,” I grunt. That’s another thing I’ll have to tell Kellie about, though to be honest, she does drive a company vehicle. Nothing like the Tahoes and Suburbans we guys ride around in. She’s in a smaller SUV. Still, her knowing I keep her spare key in my office won’t make her jump for joy.
“Hey, did you get everything squared away?” Kellie walks out of her bedroom, and fuck me running, there is no way I’ll be leaving her with Leo now. She’s wearing what I’m assuming is her loungewear around the house without anyone here, and I know I’ll be texting Leo to tell him what to pick up from my house instead of him sitting with Kellie. There’s no fucking way, not with what her body is encased in that has me swallowing my tongue and fumbling for words. That would be because my woman’s body is encased in what most would say is nothing big, but with it wrapped around her body, she may as well be naked and laid out on a silver platter for me.
Her white tank top shows off the globes of her breast, full, perky, and what I’m assuming unencumbered by a bra with the way her nipples are pointing through it. The loose shorts leave her legs bare, but the socks she’s wearing that go up and over her knees… God damn, if I weren’t sitting down, I’d probably fall to my knees.
I clear my throat before saying, “Yeah, but I’m going to make a change of plans first.” Kellie’s face contorts for a moment until she realizes I’m staring at her body. That’s when she decides to close this wrap thing around her body, obscuring her from my eyes.
“You do that. I’ll order dinner. Anything particular you want? I think the only place that will deliver is Crave, or we can go pick something else up?” she fires off.
“Sunshine, come here,” I demand. She shuffles her feet until she’s standing in front of me. I widen my legs, and Kellie moves closer. The tips of my fingers graze the back of her thighs, my eyes are on hers, and I tell her what I need to.
“I promise I won’t take anything you aren’t willing to give. You don’t have to hide your body from me, Kel. Okay?” My hands grab her firm thighs, pulling her until she’s straddling my lap. I don’t press for her to get close to my cock. If I did that, Kellie would be liable to run into her room and lock the door.
“I know, Bridger, I swear I do. I also know you’re a lot of man. If there's anyone I’d want to count on with not only my body but my trust, it’s you. I will say this though: everything about this, it’s new to me.” Her head dips down as if it took everything to admit that.
“What do you mean, it’s new to you?” I respond.
“This, what we’re doing, it’s all brand new, like I’ve never done this before. Sure, I don’t mind being playful, but only around you, and earlier? That was definitely a piece of me you brought out in me.” She points to her chest, then back to mine.
That’s when it hits me. This is Kellie’s way of telling me she’s a virgin. My hand moves to her cheek, cupping it while bringing her eyes to meet mine. “There’s nothing to be shy about. I knew the moment you walked into Nighthawk that we were going to be together eventually. You have to know we all knew your background back then, and I didn’t shy away, Kellie. We’ll take this how you want to. You’re in the driver’s seat, but I am going to tell you this now, no matter what crazy thoughts you have going on in your head, or if you feel like running, I’ll always be there. I’ll lift you up when life is kicking you in the ass. I’ll be your rock when you feel like the world is ripping you apart, okay?”
Kellie does what I knew would happen—well, some of it at least. She face plants in my chest, her body is shaking, and tears are already working their way to soaking through my shirt. I do the only thing I can in this situation: I wrap her up in my arms and let her work through the emotions of the day.
The only other thing I do is fumble for my phone, still keeping one hand wrapped securely around Kellie while I text Leo that there’s been a change of plans and to stop by my place for me instead. There’s no way I can leave her when she’s like this, not to mention I don’t want Leo getting even a glimpse of her body. There’s no fucking way I’ll ever allow that.
Seven
Kellie
Bridger’s strong arms hold me while I fall apart. Embarrassment should be at the forefront of my mind, but it’s not. The only thing I can think about is not only is he holding me while I’m crumbling, he’s holding me while I build myself back up too. I knew Bridger would break down all my walls—there wasn’t any way around it. That’s why I knew not to give in to his heated looks or jokes that always held some sort of innuendo.
I feel one of his arms pull away, causing me to burrow in deeper to his body. I don’t want to leave the comfort of his lap, his scent surrounding me. It’s the perfect blend of the sun shining down on a fall day and cinnamon. The smell is uniquely Bridger. When his arm comes back around me, rubbing my back, I practically purr my response.
“You okay?” His voice has an edge to it that wasn’t there before.
“Yes, I’m sorry. I made a mess of your shirt.” I pull up from my spot on his chest, wiping at the underside of my eyes. Looking down at Bridger’s shirt, I see where my mascara has stained the white fabric.
“Not worried about that. Leo’s going to stop by my place to grab some things for me, then he’ll drop off your car. I’d rather you hear this bit of information from me than Leo running his mouth.” Bridger’s hands are cupping my cheeks. This man, he thinks I don’t know how he operates.
“You mean the fact that you keep a spare set of keys to not only the company car but also my house, or how about that I know there’s GPS on said vehicle and my cell phone?” I see the surprise written all over his face, and I have to say, for once, Bridger is stunned speechless. He should know by now that I’m privy to all of this information. It’s the same for every employee at Nighthawk. I knew the stakes when I joined their team.