As soon as the doors open, I rush from the elevator and run into soone. I stop and look up to see it’s John. He grabs my shoulders, stopping from falling on my ass, and quickly lets go like I burned him.
"John?" I ask, wondering why he’s here.
"Ma’am," is all he says. I stand there shocked for a mont before realizing I need to get out of here. Loka looked like he was chasing when he ca running out of his office.
"Excuse ," I mutter, going around him.
He calls my na, but I ignore him, slipping from the building out onto the sidewalk. I take out my phone, clearing the missed calls from Loka and pulling up a browser. I go down the stairs to the subway and jump on the first one. The doors close instantly and I don’t care where it’s going, I just need to get away for a mont. I’m worried Loka might catch up to and I just need to be alone.
I find a vacant seat and take it as I type Loka’s na into the search engine on my phone. Tons of articles co up, all about Loka Smith, Boston’s top divorce lawyer. There’s article after article of cases he’s won. Most have been for won. Then there are others about him being one of Boston’s most eligible bachelors. Other articles call him cold and calculating.
I put my phone back in my purse and let my head fall back. I never thought of Loka as cold and calculating. I guess I also didn’t think he was just using for sex either. I’m one of a long list of won he goes through. At least they got flowers. I let out a mocking laugh.
Maybe he wasn’t done with yet and I would have gotten my flowers next week. My jaw clicks and anger courses through again. It’s not a feeling I’m used to. It’s foreign and I don’t like it. I hate all these feelings. I want to go back to the love and butterflies dancing in my stomach when I thought I’d found the perfect man. Thought I found the thing that I’d been missing and looking for all this ti.
I don’t know how long I ride the subway, but when the car is sowhat empty and the evening rush is gone, I decide it’s ti to get off. I want to go ho but I’m worried Loka will show up there. Or worse what if he doesn’t. A part of wants him to show up at my door and tell he’s a changed man or sothing. That he’s madly in love with .
"God, I’m pathetic," I mutter to myself. I step off the subway, not even paying attention to where I am. I’m going to get sothing to eat then head ho. I don’t have to worry about Tia wondering where I am. I already texted her earlier that I would be with Loka tonight. I really don’t want to tell her everything that happened. Not tonight anyway. It’s all still too raw.
I let out a small scream when I make it to the top of the stairs from the subway and strong arms wrap around . Loka’s scent fills my lungs and I know it’s him. I try to fight him, but he only holds tighter.
"Oh no, sunshine. Your ass is mine." Then I’m in the air. My stomach hits his shoulder, taking by surprise. I let out another small scream, and Loka smacks my ass.
I hear a catcall co from sowhere, reminding we’re in the middle of a busy sidewalk.
"Fuck off," Loka growls at whoever it was.
"Loka, put down!" I yell.
"All right." And he does, but into the back of a town car. I scurry to the other side of the car and try to open the door, but it’s locked. I hear the car door shut behind as Loka slides in. I try the handle again, but nothing.
My mouth falls open when I see John sliding into the driver seat of the car and pulling away from the curb. My eyes dart from John to Loka.
"Not a word," he says, his voice low and holding no room for argunt. This must be the cold persona people were talking about in the articles I read.
"You don’t talk to like that," I snap back. The hardness drops away from his face for a mont, and the soft smile he always gives cos back.
"I’m on edge, sunshine. Give a mont to calm down. Maybe after I’ve had you a few tis I’ll be better."
I glare at him. "You’re never going to have again."
He studies for a mont before taking a few deep breaths. "That’s where you’re wrong. You’ll always belong to ." There is a hard, possessive edge to his words. I open my mouth to retort, but he cuts off. "Not a word until we’re alone."
"I’ll—"
He cuts off again. "Savannah. I have ways to keep you from speaking." His attention drops to my mouth and I know he’s right. If he kissed right now I’d probably lt into him. I have no control when it cos to him. And it’s even worse with him so close to . He looks like he’s about to co unhinged.
I drop back into my seat, scooting away from him, but Loka grabs , pulling into his lap and burying his face in my neck. His arms lock around in a tight hold, making his words about belonging to him ring true.
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