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Despite the firm grip her teeth had on her bottom lips, tears welled in her eyes.
Co
“Talk to me, sweetie,” he said in a gentle voice.
Some of his calm invaded her, and she took several steadying breaths. Despite his calm, she noticed that he gripped his cell phone as if he were ready to place a call the instant she told him what was wrong.
“Nothing’s happened,” she said. “Micah is fine. He’s pissed but he’s fine.”
Co
She closed her eyes. “He told me to get out so I left. If I wasn’t so tired, I would have just kept on driving. It’s what I should have done.”
Co
“What the ever-loving fuck? He told you to get out when some crazed asshole is stalking you?”
Her lips turned down into a sad frown. “He had good reason.”
For a minute she thought Co
“There is no reason he should have thrown you out. I don’t care what you did to piss him off.”
“He was right,” she said in a small voice. “I’ve manipulated him at every turn, but I didn’t mean ...” She closed her eyes and bowed her head. “I never meant to hurt him.”
“Christ,” Co
He moved beside her on the couch and pulled her into his arms.
“Do I even want to know what the hell you supposedly did that warranted him tossing you out to face some crazed lunatic on your own? Because I can’t think of any goddamn reason to justify it.”
“I can’t tell you,” she said against his chest. “He’s pissed enough that I know.”
Co
Co
He scowled. “It’s Micah.”
She pulled away and hugged herself protectively.
Co
“What the fuck do you want?” he snarled into the phone.
“Have you seen Angelina?”
It was said so loud that Angelina could hear every word. He sounded so furious.
“Yeah, I’ve seen her. I’m looking at her now.”
“Sit on her until I get there.”
Co
She nodded miserably, knowing that round two with Micah was coming.
She stiffened her spine. Some of her shock melted away, replaced by her own anger. No way in hell she was going to apologize for loving someone.
Micah roared into the apartment complex parking lot and whipped into the space next to Angelina’s car. His anger over her revelation had quickly fled and been replaced by gut-wrenching fear the minute he realized she’d left.
He wanted to shake her until her teeth rattled and then he wanted to spank her ass.
He holstered his pistol in his shoulder harness and stepped out of the truck. He hadn’t worn a weapon since he’d left Miami and yet it still felt like second nature. An extension of himself. Some things never changed.
He hurried to Co
Micah sighed and brushed past his friend. “Where is she?”
“I put her to bed. She probably cried herself to sleep.”
Micah winced. Talk about playing dirty.
“What the fuck were you doing, Micah?” Co
Micah mentally counted to ten. He had no desire to get into a damn fight with Co
“Look, man, I’m guilty of getting pissed. I’m guilty of losing my temper and I’m guilty of hurting her feelings, but goddamn it, I did not kick her out of the house. I told her to get out. I meant of the room. I was pissed. Hell yes. She has the unca
The corner of Co
Relief made him fold inward. Angelina hadn’t told Co
“No offense, man, but that’s between me and Angelina.”
Co
Micah’s knees went weak. God. He rubbed his forehead and then gripped the bridge of his nose between his fingers.
“Son of a bitch. Swear to God I’m going to spank her ass,” he muttered.
Co
“She doesn’t need to be here. It’s not safe.”
“Agreed. She’s in my bedroom.”
Micah’s jaw tightened. He was just enough of a Neanderthal that it set him off to even think of her all snuggled up in another man’s bed, whether the man was there or not.
“Relax, man. I didn’t have any other place to put her.” Co
Micah’s mouth opened in a snarl. But then he snapped it shut again. He wasn’t even going to dignify that with a response. If he did, Co
Keeping a tight leash on his irritation, he got up and headed for Co
He closed in, reaching for the lamp beside the bed. Soft light poured over her features. She flinched and screwed up her eyes but didn’t wake up. She looked ... vulnerable. His gut twisted into a giant knot when he saw the redness under her eyes. Co
He cursed softly under his breath and then leaned down to kiss her cheek.
“Angel girl,” he whispered. “Wake up. Time to go home.”
She roused, blinking sleepily as she stared up at him. He knew the moment recognition set in because her eyes lost their sheen. Her lips trembled, and so help him God, if she started crying again, he was a goner.
So he did the only thing he knew to do. He kissed her.
He caught her gasp of surprise and swallowed it up. Not giving her any time to protest, he licked over her lips and then plunged inside. Warm and moist and so damn sweet.
She wrenched away and scooted backward across the bed, her eyes shooting daggers at him. And she definitely wasn’t crying.
“Go to hell, Micah.”
She hissed and spit like an angry kitten. A broad smile attacked his face at the image, which only served to piss her off more.
“You think it’s fu
He molded his features into a solemn expression and regarded her as earnestly as he could.
“I don’t find you ru
“You told me to get out,” she accused.
Micah sighed. “Angel girl, I was pissed off. I wanted you to get out. Of the room, not the house! I needed a few minutes to breathe because I didn’t want to tear a strip off your hide in my temper. I don’t remember you being this sensitive before.”