The next 6 weeks crepted by it felt like I was a yoyo getting pulled up and down, Joe would loosen up and just as quick as I thought maybe we were getting back to the way things were he shut down and go back into douche mode. I didnt know exactly how much more of the playing with my head I could take. I dont know why Im stressing on him the way I am but I am.
it was a quite afternoon I laid out bikini on catching some sun, Duke who never leaves my side laying next to the lounge chair. The patio door slides open and Joe steps out, shorts on and no shirt, I bit my lip before turning away, the sight of him without his shirt made memories of our night together flash in my head. It caused instant sadness,
"Mind if I lay out here with you"
"your house"
" is this going to continue till you head back to your normal life"
"is what going to continue Joe"
"This weird vibe between us"
"this is on you your hot and cold not me you fucked me and cant decide how you feel"
"thats not the case"
"thats exactly the case"
"Brooklyn"
"Joesph"
"listen I told you that night was a accident, it should have never happened"
"accident huh just like it was a accident that you got made when the bartender called me baby, or the moans and the harder you thrusted in me when I scratched your back. You wanted it as much as I did you cant tell me you didnt."
I couldnt argue with her she was right as hard as it is for me to admit I did want her, The last few weeks have been so tense here between the two of us and to be honest most of the day it seems Brooklyn occupied my thoughts. I the conversation kinda dropped I dont think she wanted to go there as much as I didnt. I could never tell her, let on that I find myself having more than professional feelings for her, feelings I havent had since Peyton. The rest of the evening we spent outside on the deck it being the first day since we been here at the cabin that the weather was warm and the sun out.
"what do you say I get the grill fired up and we do some steaks and eat out here tonight"
"Ok if you want"
"Ill get the grill going"
"Im going to go in and make a salad"
"if you want babe"
we both just stopped,
"did he just call me babe?
"Did I just call her babe?"
I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, I leaned down grabbing the lettuce and tomatoes out the bottom of the crisper as the patio door slides open and in walks Joe. I didnt even have to turn around I could feel His blue eyes staring at me. I stood up putting everything on the counter, his gaze following me.
"yes Joe"
he cleared his throat, before I felt his body against mind and hands on hips. The breath got caught in my throat and a electrical jolt shot through my body.
"excuse me I have to grab the steaks"
I felt him move me over and he grabbed the packages, heading out the door quickly.
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The Mob Princess
FanfictionBrooklyn was the daughter of one of the most powerful underbosses in New York crime family history. What happens when someone has their sights get on killing her to get the message across. Joe was the bodyguard hired to protect her at any cost. Will...