Syverson

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Victoria

I was on my knees in front of Scott when KC said, "Vix, oh my God, Daddy is back." I grinned and peered around Scott's legs, giving Noah a little wave. He nodded his head, acknowledging me, but his eyes were dark. Uh oh, Daddy is jealous. Noah sat on the sofa in the waiting area and crossed his arms across his chest, and one of his legs started to bounce. Still grinning, I sat back where I was and took the picture.

"You know him, don't you? Who is he really?" Scott asked as I took two more photos. I looked up at Scott. He was looking over at Noah.

"He's my fiancé," I said.

Scott laughed, "no shit! That's your fiancé?"

"What!" KC exclaimed. "Vix, you bitch. Gimmie my money back."

"Nah," I said, standing up. "I'll keep the money in payment for having to listen to you tell me what you'd like my man to do to you for the last hour."

KC blushed, "Oh shit, Vix. Hey, I didn't know."

I showed a laughing Scott the photos of his tattoo and said to KC, "I know you didn't. That's why it's so funny. You had some creative ideas, though. I might ask him about a couple of them." I gave her a wink, then I got on my knees again and gave Scott's tattoo a final clean, then dressed it.

"When you said he was ex-army and worked in security, I thought you meant like a security guard," Scott said.

"Nah, he was Special Forces. A Captain. He was out when I met him," I said, getting up.

"That's why you asked all those questions." Scott had gotten married a couple of months ago. He was a Ranger and had a military wedding, so I got curious and asked him about it.

"Yeah, I didn't know anything about it. I don't think we do anything like it back home."

I took Scott to the desk, where he paid, and asked Alysha to book him again in two weeks. I had to avoid looking at Noah. He was making me laugh with the looks he was throwing Scott.

I waved to Scott as he left and said, "See ya in two weeks, Scott."

"Sure will. Thanks, Vix," Scott said. He made eye contact with Noah on the way out, and they cautiously nodded at each other.

Noah turned his attention to me when Scott left. I wasn't laughing anymore. The stern look he had given Scott was replaced with one that sent my heart racing. It was the same look he gives me when he makes me wait to touch him. He looked herculean with his muscular, thick body straining against his suit and his dominant, masculine posture.

Swallowing hard, I said, "I'll be a few minutes. I have to break my station down."

Acknowledging me with a small incline of his head and a wink, Noah got comfortable, throwing an arm lazily on the back of the sofa and letting his legs sit apart. I couldn't stop myself from peeking at his pants. I licked my lips. He saw my lustful gaze and smirked. Fuck, maybe I shouldn't have teased him so much. I knew I was pushing it after getting on all fours naked this morning. Then adding the teasing from before and seeing me touch Scott like I was, yeah, I was pushing it for one day.

I hurried to tidy my station and broke my machine down for the apprentices to clean and sterilise. I had to calm down, or I would make a mistake. I almost started without putting gloves on.

"Vix," KC said. "Please tell me he has a brother." She was making a joke, trying to make up for what she had been saying about him.

I giggled, feeling some of the pent up sexual frustration I was feeling dissipate. "No, he doesn't. Sy's one of a kind." Chuckling, I added, "and he is exactly like you'd hope him to be."