I shout his name again and he stumbles out of the bathroom. He looks like he is walking with his shoes on the wrong foot.
"Holy fuck, a car fucking fell on me." He stretches. I can almost feel the pain that is etched on his face doing this simple task. It hurts me to think that, I did this to him.
Let's hope he doesn't fear me. Maybe if Anthony does, he might take a hint and leave.
"Sorry about that. I honestly did not mean to do that." I say, looking directly into his eyes.
"Hey, how many people can say their ex-werewolf mate dropped a car on me and I lived to tell the tale?" I blush as he says this, my wolf hates that he just called me his ex-mate.
I ignore her, she gives me mixed signals and hardly helps out with my own emotions. She misses her pup and has been screaming at me to go back to her. I have to tune her out because we both want the same thing. If I have her and them myself, then I can lose control.
"I miss her already," I say point-blank, the air is thick and his gaze is steady.
"I do too, she is perfect. She looks like you, she has that cute nose of yours." This makes me tear up a bit. He can be so kind and when he says things like this my heart speeds up and it's beating for him.
"Yeah, she has your big feet." He laughs at that comment.
"I hope you know you are not doing this alone. We need to do this. I can't let you risk yourself. You need backup, I can be your backup." He explains as I roll my eyes and lean on my car.
"No, what I need is some space, so I can learn to control these newfound powers. Like, remember when I was nine and I was being bullied, well how it stopped was when I threw her against a wall. I didn't even touch her. Things fall when I get too stressed or angry. I have been like this for so long, that I have ignored it. With great power comes great responsibility, well shit it's time for me to take responsibility for my fate. For my destiny, for our daughter's sake. I miss the days when the only thing I had to worry about was not being in your arms. Or worrying about my brothers eating too much candy. Life was so much easier before I fell in love with you. I want to thank you for Hailey. Thank you so much for everything. But if you choose to follow me. Then there will be some rules." I point my finger at him sternly.
"Okay," he says, as I take a slow stride toward him.
"Rule one, you better listen to me. Rule Two if things get too out of control you run like hell. Our daughter needs one of us. Rule Three get in my way again and I will be a little less gentle the next time I drop a car on you." He gives me a devilish smile. One I have only seen in movies about Hollywood actors.
"Questions?" I ask biting the corner of my lip. This man looks fine as hell after a car has been dropped on him. The way he looks at me makes a thrilling chill run down my back.
"One. When did you get so grown up?" The devilish grin transfers to me when he asks this question.
"I don't know. Having a kid sorta kinda does that to you. Games become a thing of the past. Now get your ass in the car if you are coming." I walk away from him smiling as I hear him follow behind me. I can feel his gaze on my ass.
"I said get your ass in the car, that was not at all giving you permission to stare at my ass." He laughs a deep laugh, wincing in pain.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." His saying this causes me to laugh. My post-pregnancy body still looks pretty bad. My belly looks so like a deflated balloon and I am so insecure about it. I am wearing a brace that holds the extra skin in place. However, knowing he still looks at me that way boosts my confidence a little.
"You dudes have it so easy, women carry the baby and then have to deal with our figures. Like there is no break because the longer you wait to lose weight the longer it takes to get rid of it." I say this under my breath.
I feel strong arms being wrapped around my stomach and his hot breath on my ear.
"Well, I think you are perfect." He says these words and for a split second, I believe they are true. But this is from what he sees not from what I look in the mirror and see. I know it seems selfish to be insecure about how I look at a time like this. But with him, I don't feel my insecurity as much. He kisses my neck with open mouth kisses and I lean into him before pulling away.
"We can't do this," I say catching my breath.
"Do what?" He asks as I throw my hands around in anger. I point to him and then to me.
"This." I walk away in a huff.
I am going to have to set some more rules if he is going to stick around. He can't be hot and cold. If he wants me then he wants me, if he doesn't then he doesn't need to play games. There are lives at risk and I am not risking my daughter's life on his hot and cold attitude. I don't care how dreamy his eyes are or how good his touch is we need boundaries.
"Keep your hands to yourself or else," I say turning the key and starting the car.
"Or else what?" He asks grinning.
"There are so many methods of torture I could think of." He lays his head back and laughs.
"You are just too cute." I roll my eyes and turn on the radio. He knows damn well I would never torture him.
"Well, I guess I was too cute when I dropped the damn car on you." The smile goes away from his face.
"Hey, I know you didn't mean that so ha," I smirk at this comment.
"How do you know that?" I ask.
"Because you saved me and asked the heavens to keep me here." My jaw drops, how does he know this? He was out cold when that happened.
"I am starting to regret that now," I say handing him a pack of jerky.
"Eat this until we can find some real food." He opens it up and offers me a piece of it. I accept it and actually kind of really like the flavor of it. It tastes pretty good, only if this whole problem would be decent and not life-risking then, I would be good.
"Now where are we going?" he asks.
"I need to train, and I need to meditate sometime. I am spending two weeks in the middle of nowhere, for a reason." He smirks.
"Good thing, I am here." I laugh at his comment a little.
Ha yeah, sure good thing you are here ha.
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