Page 150 of Lawless
Just like everything else I planned that involved my cunt of a father, I need to be patient.
It’s just a shame that my patience is coming to an end.
We’ve all been waiting a long time for this to come to a head. No one more so than Alana.
We need to do it right.
Acting on impulse is going to be the fastest way for the four of us to end up dead.
Falling back on the couch, I let out a long sigh, but before I can lift my eyes to stare up at the ceiling, something else catches my eye.
My heart jumps into my throat as my eyes lock on Alana standing in the darkened doorframe wearing only her tank and panties.
My mouth waters as I take her in from head to toe as memories of having her wrapped in my arms in that bathtub come back to me full force.
She was so broken, so scared.
It’s almost impossible to believe that that woman back then and this one standing before me now is the same one.
Her strength and resilience are awe-inspiring.
Reaching out, she curls her fingers around the doorframe, as if she needs it to hold her back. The move lifts the hem of her tank, letting me see just how tiny her underwear is.
I can’t help but bite down on my bottom lip as desire washes through me.
In the past few hours, I’ve walked in on her making out with both JD and Mav. And fuck if she wasn’t right earlier when she asked if I was jealous.
I’m not making the move though. There’s no fucking way I’m starting anything. Not after—
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she asks, cutting off my dark thoughts.
“Can’t,” I say simply.
“Aw, come on, Big Man. Even the best papa bears need to rest sometimes.”
One side of my mouth kicks up in a smile.
“I—” I swallow, second-guessing myself.
“No secrets or lies, remember,” she points out before releasing the doorframe and stalking closer.
The way her hips sway as she moves. Fuck. It’s hypnotic.
“I know. I just… shit.” Scrubbing my hand down my face, I drop my arm strategically over my crotch, in the hopes of hiding what just her presence alone does to me.
There was a time when I was able to mask any kind of reaction to this woman. But those days are long gone.
Since getting close to her, getting a taste of her, my body reacts long before my brain gets involved.
I’ve never had such a visceral reaction to anyone before. And as mind-blowing as it is, I don’t want it to stop.
She continues moving closer, making my heart pound faster and my temperature soar.
“I… every time I close my eyes, all I see is you on that table.”
She stills the second my words register and all the blood drains from her face.
“O-oh.”