Cuffing The Law Book 2 in The Willowbrook Series

Chapter 14

Deacon

Can't say I've carried too many women slung over my shoulder, but if anyone thinks I'm letting this little lady take a walk back home in the dark they've got another thing coming. Since she's as stubborn as a mule, she left me no choice.

I chuckle as she hammers on my back with her fists. "Stop behaving like a little brat, Daisy."

"You can't do this to me."

"Well I am and that's that. You should have just walked back to my truck. We're here now."

"I'm a grown woman for Pete's sake." She sounds more like a two year old in my opinion. I guffaw. It dawns on me that she is barely an adult she's only in her twenties and though she has passed the adult threshold since going past twenty-one a few years back, it still seems so young to me.

Shit, I'm heading closer to forty than thirty. "I told you, no woman walks alone in the dark, least of all you, Daisy. Anything can happen out on these back roads."

"I hate you."

Of course I know she doesn't mean that, she is just mad as hell at me. First I got a bit heavy handed with Saunder and now carrying her over my shoulder hasn't helped. It is what it is.

"That's fine, Daisy. You're just het up is all."

"And then some. You're such a jerk sometimes. Do you ever stop being on duty?"

She stands leaning against my truck with her arms folded. I'm surprised we don't have an audience the way she was hollering and kicking. It wouldn't surprise me if I have a couple of rib bruises from where was punching me.

"I'm always on duty, Daisy. You know that. The safety of folks in Willowbrook is my main concern, hell it's probably my own concern."

"You drive me insane. Just open up already so I can get home to Bonnie."

I click the fob and the truck unlocks. "Your chariot awaits, m'lady."

She flicks me the finger, I throw my head back and laugh. Feisty little kitten. I wonder if she's so feisty in the bedroom. Hell, I shouldn't be thinking things like that about Logan's kid sister. Shit, this girl has been my friend forever.

Did I tease her mercilessly when she was a kid? Yeah, maybe a bit but not too bad. As soon as I started noticing she was growing up when she was in high school my whole outlook changed towards her. Do I feel a bit of an older perv right now as I steal glances at her sour looking face? Yes of course I do. Should I? Who knows.

"Drive, already." She huffs and places her arms crossed in front of her chest. I can't help notice how her action pushes her tits up, seeing the swell of them in her jumper. She sure does have nice looking tits, I wonder if she is wearing lacey lingerie or something more like Sloggi. Maybe innocent looking Daisy is a real tiger under that persona.

I'd sure as hell like to find out one day.

"And you can stop looking at me, Deacon." Right, I best stop that.

"Sorry about Saunder. I thought he was hassling you and being a jerk." I turn the engine over.

"He was kind of, you know what young guys can be like."

I do at that, the number of them I've had to deal with over the years and those too that I've seen hankering after Daisy ever since school days. She sure had a lot of guys in tow and she loved it. There's no denying that Daisy did like the attention. I hated it, every single one deserved my fist at their jaw.

"You didn't have to paw him quite like that though."

"Maybe not. I have said I'm sorry, Daisy. Can't do anything about it now."

"And don't ever sling me over your shoulder again." She humpfs.

"Got it. But you were behaving like a brat not getting in my car."

She turns to face me, "Jeez, Deacon I have walked home plenty of times from the bar without any issues."

Has she? I never knew that, I'd neve have let that happen. No fucking way. We don't have a high crime rate here in Willowbrook, if anything it's a pretty sleepy small town but you can still get the odd weirdo and I'm not one for letting women walk home alone. We always make sure the ladies have a ride.

"That wasn't too sensible then was it?" I focus on the narrow road leading away from the dirt track, it's on a bend.

"You treat me like a child. I want you to stop now." She glares at me, I sideways glance at her. Yeah, that's definitely glaring at me. Full on daggers, pointy knives you got it, the lot.

I stop myself from saying anything.

"We'll be at yours in a few minutes. Don't suppose you want to invite me in for a cup of coffee?" What the fuck am I saying? Did I just try to invite myself into Daisy's house. Holy crap. Get a grip Deacon, Man.

"Er, no. Not tonight. Any other night sure but you've been such an asshole I want to get out of this truck and calm myself down."

"Fair enough, darlin'."

Daisy turns away and looks on the road ahead, not that she can see too much only as far as the truck headlights will show since it's pitch black and we don't have any street lighting down this section. A few minutes later we're on Main Street. My heart sinks some knowing that we're almost at her house.

I suppose I'm just going to have to work on my age gap issues and also on not being such a jerk when I see another guy sniffing around her. And damn, now I've got to get back in her good books.

"I expect you to be groveling for at least a week before I speak to you again properly."

I chuckle and give her a wink. "That I can do darlin'." I say as I put the truck in stop and hop out to go open her door.

"I've got this too. Thanks." Wow, she is in one this evening. "See you around, Deacon and next time if some guy is hitting on me, I will deal with him. Goodnight, Marshal." She strides up the path that leads to the steps to her wrap around porch.

I stay watching to make sure she gets in okay and wait for the lights to go on. A few minutes later I get back into my truck scratching my head and raking my hands through my hair.

Not sure I can let Daisy handle any guys that hit on her, I'd have to break their fucking necks. Just seeing Daisy with another man makes me get out of control.

I watch as she closes the curtains in the downstairs window and know she is safe and put the truck into reverse and drive back to my own cabin.

It's warm inside, I had left a few logs on the closed in fire to keep the chill off. I pour myself a two-finger whiskey and knock it back. That woman kills me, literally. She is so damn fine and so sexy it's unbelievable. The way her tousled blonde hair hangs around her shoulders, that smoldering smile of hers and the way her eyes light up like stars in the dark sky.

My dick twitches, and here we fucking go again, I can't control the way I feel about her. It begins to throb and ache just imagining what Daisy would feel like underneath me, how she might look stripped naked to just her lacey panties and bra. It's no good, I need to head off to the shower and jerk one off thinking about her luscious lips wrapped around my cock, taking me deep into her throat and allowing me to shoot my come in her mouth.

All thoughts of our age difference are gone as I let the warm water sluice over my body, one hand resting against the wall in front of me the other on my throbbing dick as I give myself long strokes, holding myself tight. My balls tingle and I am ready to shoot, jeez it's like being some kind of hormonal teenager all over again.