Page 84 of Racing Hearts
“Shh.” He presses his forehead to mine. “I’ll keep you both safe. Nobody is laying a hand on either of you.”
“Alek, this person is crazy. They killed two people?—”
“And you think I wouldn’t to protect my family? You are my family, Evan. You and Alice are all I have. I’ll kill them before they hurt either of you.”
I search his eyes, realizing he’s serious. “And if you’re hurt?” I whisper, my heart racing. “I couldn’t live with that.”
“Shh, it’s fine. We will be okay, alright? We’ll be extra careful from now on and lie low until the police figure out who this fucker is. We’ll stick together.”
I nod, letting him kiss me softly. “I’m sorry to call you from work,” I mumble, playing with his shirt.
“I’m glad you did. I’m glad you needed me,” he admits. “I like when you lean on me, pretty boy. I like being able to help.”
“Masochist.” I smirk, and he laughs as he leans back.
“Want to see something that will make you happy?” he asks.
“If it’s your dick, we might need to go somewhere private,” I tease.
Sighing, he climbs from the car and opens my door. “You wish, pretty boy.” He winks and points.
I follow his gaze, noticing what I hadn’t when I first climbed in. I blink, staring at the words proudly displayed across the footwell of the passenger side of his precious baby.
EVAN’S SEAT
“Holy shit, you defaced your car for me. That’s so romantic.” I grin, going to kiss him, but I hesitate. He doesn’t. He drags me closer, kissing me without hesitation.
“I’m finding, pretty boy, that I would do anything for you. Don’t believe me? Pull the visor down.”
Frowning, I do as he says, catching the Polaroid that falls out. It’s of me. We had been playing around one night at his palace. I’m in his arms, smiling at the camera. “How long has this been here?” I ask softly.
“Since the night we took it,” he replies, carefully putting it back and shutting it before he grabs my chin and tugs my face up. “I wanted you close at all times, and there is no one else who belongs in this seat but you. I even make Alice sit in the back. It’s yours, just like I am.”
Biting my lip to stop my wide grin, I smack his chest. “You soppy asshole.”
Laughing, he kisses my forehead. “You love it, pretty boy.”
“You two better not be fucking!” Alice calls, and I peek around him to see her heading my way.
“Nah, that’s later,” Alek retorts, opening the back door. “Come on, let me treat my two favorite people to lunch.”
Climbing from the seat, I sling my arm around Alice, kissing her cheek. “He’s paying, so let’s make the most of it. I’m thinking buffet and cake.”
She giggles, and I help her into the back before climbing into the front. Alek sighs but smiles as he shuts our doors and heads around to drive.
Peeking back at her, I wink as she laughs, and I know Alek is right.
I’d do anything to protect her. Alek might be my boyfriend, but Alice is the sister I never had.
I’ll keep them both safe no matter what it takes.
FORTY-ONE
Alice is studying late tonight, and I’ve snuck into the library with Evan to keep an eye on her. He’s also busy, though, and I’m bored. He told me off twice already, and people around us keep looking, but I don’t care. Annoying him is my favorite game. He gets this look in his eyes that makes me hard as fuck.
He has his nose buried in a book, looking between that and his laptop. Running my foot up his leg, I press it against his crotch, making him jump with a yelp. Someone glares, and he winces before throwing me a dirty look and knocking my foot away.
Smirking, I sit up straight and place my hand on his leg, working it up under the table. He smacks me away, so I grab one of his books.