Can't Resist You (Being Yours Series Book 4)

by Dawn Martens

Thank god for that, plus with Tara at the Angels compound, that’s really the safest place she can be right now. “Thanks for all this, Jana. I appreciate it.”

  “You can award me by taking the Captain’s position once dick face is outta there. I love chocolate. Toodles, and chat later.” She clicks off and I chuckle as I shake my head. She’s a nut. But fuck am I thankful for what she’s done.

  Seconds later my phone rings, and I answer it.

  “Drew? It’s Angel, got something of yours here, but as I’m sure you probably know right now you can’t have her back until a situation is resolved.” I smirk when he tells me that he has something of mine. Damn right she’s mine.

  “I agree, I just got off the phone with Jana, she filled me in.”

  “Good, this shit won’t take long. Reaper’s already on his way to the Captain’s house, with T-bags. Hangman and a few of his boys are meeting them there.”

  “Shit, try not to make too much of a mess, and maybe you shouldn’t have told me shit. I’ll be most likely lead on the crime scene.”

  “Man, no. Reaper is gonna rough him up, but the Untamed are taking that fucker to the Jacks Devils themselves. What they do, I have no damn clue, I don’t wanna know. You probably don’t wanna know. But what I’m saying is by eight am tomorrow, his job will be yours. Already had Moira send all the evidence against him to City Hall, and a recommendation for you. It will look like the Captain fled, knowing he was gonna be caught and arrested.”

  That sounds good in theory, but can they really cover up what’s gonna happen?

  “And don’t worry, I know how the Jacks dispose of the people they kill. Ever wonder why they have a chain of funeral parlours?” My eyes widen. Holy fuck, no wonder we’ve never been able to pin a murder on them. “Yeah. Anyways, let you go. Gotta make Tara my homemade Irish stew, said it’s her favorite and she never lets me outta making it for her when she visits. I’ll make sure to send her on her way once that fuckhead is picked up and I make sure her head on straight. Also, letting you know. I never liked that fucker Keller. Yeah, your relationship right now isn’t right, but you know what? I know you’re a good man, you wouldn’t have started this shit with her unless you were serious., Just treat her good and we won’t have issues. But you should know, when you get married, that three men will most likely be fighting over who’s walking her down to you.” He hangs up and my breath is caught in my lungs.

  Married? I never even thought about that shit in my life.

  But now, it’s all I’m thinking about. Tara Knight.

  Fuck yeah, I can get on board with that. And I don’t even have to get a ring, since I already got my grandmother’s.

  Once she’s fully rid of Keller, that ring is going on her finger.

  Chapter 25

  Tara

  Lilly was my saving grace today. When I left the house, I drove straight to the Angel’s compound and was greeted by Angel. He told me what was going on with my Captain at the station, and it shocked the shit out of me. He left to take care of business and Lilly stormed in, looking pissed at me.

  At first, I thought it was because Zippo told her what’s been going on and she was angry about the cheating. She was cheated on, hence me bracing for her to strip me raw. But she didn’t. She was pissed because I didn’t go to her about it. Or any of the other women.

  She made me sit down and tell her everything, from start until today. So, I did. When I was done, she looked at me cross eyed.

  “Tara, I love you, but you are dumb. You’re in love with Drew, have been since before you even knew his name, yet you still started dating the man’s best friend?”

  “I know, I’m horrible.”

  She shakes her head at me. “Not saying what you’re doing right now is right. It’s not. But as Reaper told you before, love is never wrong. I also agree with Drew, you can’t break up via phone, it has to be done face to face. And you know me, I’m the last person to condone cheating, but it seems to me that you and Keller aren’t in a relationship anyways. Not if he’s never been faithful to you.” She’s right. “Promise me though, the minute Keller is back, you be honest with him. No lies, and you dump him.”

  “I promise.” I smile at her and she smiles back.

  “Also have to say, I wish I knew about Keller from the start.” I look at her confused. “Knew of him. Do you remember Corinne and Melissa?” I nod, they were sisters that were rescued as kids, they came before me, but were here when I came. Only a few years older than me. We got along, but I wasn’t good at making friends, not until Tina at least. Pretty sure their story was worse than my own. “They have a good friend, she dated Keller all through high school, college, even a few years into him making it big.” I hold my hand up to stop her.

  “Chelsea, yes, I heard today about all that mess.”

  She nods. “That’s right, I forgot, shit, damn pregnancy fog.” She mutters. I beam, excited.

  “You’re pregnant?”

  She gives me a huge grin. “Yeah, took years, but Vinny convinced me we should have another, and here we are. Between Moira and Eden, we already have a hockey team, now with Tori and I, we’re adding to that, we’ll have three.” She bursts out laughing. “God damn baby making factory.”

  Now I’m on my way home, not sure why I couldn’t finish out the weekend, but Angel said the threat was over, and I was to get back to my man. I smiled when he said that, I swear he lives to play matchmaker. I can’t wait until his girls get boyfriends, I bet you anything his tune will change.

  I pull into the driveway and see that Drew is waiting for me on the front steps. Angel must have called and told him I was on my way back. Before I can even throw the car into park, he’s stomping down the steps and comes to my door. “Turn it off, Tara,” he demands.

  I quickly do that, and before I can reach around to unbuckle my seatbelt my door is yanked open and he closes in on me, unbuckling me himself and pulls me from the car.

  “Fucking hate that you ran away from me. I should be pissed, but it was actually the safest option considering what was going down, but still, hate it,” he mutters as we get inside the house and he slams the door shut, backing me into it.

  “I’m sorry,” I tell him.

  He shakes his head. “No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, I’m sorry that I hurt you.”

  “Drew, stop, I get it. You didn’t want to hurt me but he’s also your best friend. I can see why your loyalty was torn.”

  “We’re moving past this. Keller will be home in a few months, until then we won’t speak of him. We’ll enjoy this for a while longer, before shit hits the fan. But, baby, I can promise you, from here on out, it’s you and me. I love you, so god damned much.”

  Tears fill my eyes as he says those words. “I love you too.” God do I ever. “I’ve never had love, not in my life. The Angels showed me love, but I still never felt that. But with you, it fills me, makes me whole. And no matter what happens with Keller, I will never let you go.”

  He smiles. “Babe, I think that’s my line.”

  I laugh and shake my head at him.

  “Have you eaten?” he asks.

  “I had supper, if that’s what your asking but it’s been four hours, I’m hungry.”

  “Good. Let’s go out for something to eat, so I can come home and fuck you.” My breath hitches.

  “Or, we can fuck now, go eat, and fuck later.” I practically beg him as I feel my panties becoming wet.

  “Tara, as much as I want that, I’ve barely eaten all day, worried about you, I’m starving. I wouldn’t have the energy to fuck you like I want to.”

  I lean in close, biting my bottom lip. And whisper, “I can do all the work.” His eyes burn with hunger.

  “Then you got yourself a deal,” he growls before his lips slam down on mine and all thoughts of Keller and his baby mama disappear.

  Chapter 26

  Drew

  Two months later

  The transition to becoming the new police C
aptain was easy. I thought it’d be harder, or at least somewhat of a battle, but it wasn’t. I walked into the station the day after Angel dealt with the old Captain’s bullshit and was called in for a meeting. Twenty minutes later all the paperwork was signed making it official.

  First thing I did was rearrange Tara’s schedule. No more night shifts, unless she gets a call. So our shifts match. Was I playing favorites? Fuck yes I was. I wanted to make sure Tara and I were together at work, and off at the same time. And I don’t give a shit if I get called out about it either.

  The worst part about this new position though, is the fact that I now have an office with blinds that I can close, so the temptation of fucking Tara at work is a constant battle. I also had to assign Tara to work with a partner, since before she would come with me. She’s more than proven herself that she’s capable of doing her job and does it well, so I had Officer Moore brought in as sort of an intern, to work with her.

  He’s not exactly the brightest, and he’s new to being a cop, but he did pretty good at his first crime scene, so I figured I’d give him a chance.

  A knock on my door has me snapping my head up from the computer screen. “Drew? You weren’t answering your phone; you have a call on line one.” My secretary, James informs me.

  “Thanks.” I tell him and grab the phone. “Knight here.”

  “Uh, Captain, it’s Moore.” Instantly I go on alert at his timid tone.

  “What?” I bark, demanding him to get on with it.

  “Tara uh, well, I’m not sure what to do, she just took down this guy, like full on tackled him like a football player, and now the guy is saying he’s going to sue.” He tells me. “Would you shut up Moore. I did what I had to do, and once we get to the station we can write the report out. I told you this a million times. No reason to keep calling Drew every fucking time you don’t think I know what I’m doing.” Tara snaps at him, causing me to grin.

  “She’s right Moore, bring the guy in and book him.” I hang up and groan. Maybe it was a bad idea to stick Moore with Tara. One of these days she’s gonna end up tasering him.

  Hell, I even had to hide the taser from her at home, because just last week LF did what he always does, this time causing Tara to actually fall. I was laughing until I caught sight of her getting her taser out of her purse and start chasing the damn cat around the house.

  I know she wouldn’t have actually tasered him but didn’t want to take that chance in case she finally snapped. It also happened to be the same day that Officer Moore was driving her nuts, questioning every single thing she did or said.

  I get back to work and try to take my mind off Tara. I need to get shit done around here, there is still shit to clean up from the old Captain. I swear every damn file is a mess, half completed. And he was dumb as fuck, using his work computer to access his emails.

  Shaking my head, I get back to work, clearing my mind of all the shit I plan to do to Tara later.

  *~*

  Tara and I get home, and immediately she hits the kitchen to start making us supper, but since I’ve been struggling with this hard-on all day, that’s gonna have to wait.

  Boxing her into the kitchen counter, I slip my hand inside her pants, instantly finding her wet. “Drew.”

  “Yeah, baby, ride that, get there fast.” She listens and moves her hips in rhythm with my fingers fucking her. Snaking another hand around her, I pull at her shirt, making sure her tits are free and squeeze a nipple. That causes her cunt to pulse around my fingers. I smile into her neck as I feel her start to let go.

  “Oh yes.” She gasps out as she coats my hand in her wetness.

  Pulling out of her I lick my fingers clean and spin her around. “We ain’t done, I’ve been hard all fucking day, and you didn’t help at all. Bending over in front of me constantly, you knew what it was doing to me.”

  She gives me a disbelieving look. “Drew, you seriously can’t think I always do that on purpose, what are you twelve?”

  I lift her up, setting her on the counter and start undoing my pants. “Maybe it’s not on purpose, but you do it to me anyways. I can’t help it if my cock jumps at the sight of you.” I line myself up with her, and slam home.

  Her head bangs into the cupboard but she doesn’t wince, instead she claws at my shoulders, begging me to go harder.

  “Always so tight, hot, and soaked. Fucking perfect, made for me.” I tell her each time I thrust inside of her.

  “I,” she starts to say.

  “Not yet, you come when I tell you to.” I warn her, wanting her to wait for me.

  Picking up the pace, I can tell she can’t hold on anymore, and my balls tighten. “Now, Tara.” We come together, sweat dripping between us, both of us fully sated. With me still inside her I lift her up so we don’t leak all over the place and carry her to the bathroom.

  “I swear, it gets better every time.” Tara mumbles once I set her down and she goes to start cleaning herself.

  She’s right about that. Every time I lose her heat when we’re finished, I feel like a piece of me is missing. Like I can’t be without her. I don’t know what next week will bring, with Keller coming home, but whatever the outcome is, Tara will be by my side.

  I know she wants to break it to him gently even though she knows everything he’s done behind her back, but she’s too damn sweet for her own good.

  I never did get around to packing up his shit in his room, too busy with work, and the rest of my time being with Tara.

  Chapter 27

  Tara

  One week later

  Drew has me pressed against the kitchen counter, his tongue invading my mouth. “What the fuck is this?” Keller shouts. I quickly shove Drew away and move away from the counter. I swear Drew has a thing for kitchen sex because every time I’m in here cooking, or about to cook, we get busy doing other things.

  “Keller let me explain,” I beg him walking his way. Drew’s arm shoots out, pulling me back against him. This is not the way I wanted this to happen. And Drew is making it worse.

  “You been fucking him? How long?” I’ve never seen Keller so angry, and it’s all my fault.

  “Who do you think took her virginity?” Drew just had to open his fucking mouth. My face pales as I stiffen in his arms.

  Keller’s fist clench. “You fucking cunt.” My head snaps back as if he hit me, I’ve never been called a cunt in my entire life. “And you, my supposed best friend, fucking my girl?” he glares at Drew.

  “Keller, please, can we just talk?” I try to ask him, hoping we can talk about this calmly and rationally, but he doesn’t budge. “You can’t really be that mad at me, not when you’ve been banging every girl you possibly can all over the country,” I snap at him.

  His face pales and he looks to Drew. “What did you tell her?” The way he looks so ravaged, I feel that maybe he did actually have feelings for me, but if that were true, he wouldn’t have been screwing around on me. I never admitted to loving him, but even with what I did, it doesn’t make it right. We’re both in the wrong on so many levels with this.

  Drew shrugs. “The truth. You knew it would come out, that shit always does. Even if I didn’t tell her, your baby mama would have since she made a surprise visit.”

  Keller throws his hands up in defeat, this almost feels too easy of an end. “What the fuck ever. I’m out, I’ll pack my shit and go home to Becky. By the way, Tara, you were never that great of a lay.” And there it is. Prick.

  I decide to leave the comment alone, wanting this done with, but Drew doesn’t agree, and he gently pushes me aside. “Don’t fucking speak to her like that, man,” he growls, getting into Keller’s face. “I put up with seeing you fucking other girls in the clubs, the Becky shit, hearing you in the next room fucking my woman, and you calling her nasty names, it’s fucking done. Get your shit and get gone, it’s not like I’m leaving you homeless, considering you have the condo you moved out of and put Becky in.” Oh, holy shit, Keller has his own actual place? What th
e hell was he doing living with Drew then? Then it dawns on me, the condo where I gave Drew my virginity, he said it was a friend’s place.

  Keller shoves him away. “Fuck you, you’re supposed to have my back, we’re supposed to be friends. She was mine and you knew it.”

  Drew shoves him back. “Yeah, but I bet you didn’t know she only dated you to piss me off, considering I had her first.”

  With that the first punch is thrown. I’m so done with this shit. Why the hell did Drew have to say anything? What we did was bad enough, hell what Keller has been doing the entire time was bad enough, but that was fucked up.

  I leave the kitchen and quietly make my way to my room. Quickly getting my duffel bag from under my bed, I load it with some clothes and a few necessities. I don’t want to leave, but guilt is eating me. Can Drew and I actually make it as a couple with how we got started? I came between him and his best friend. What kind of person does that make me?

  I quickly send a text to Tina, letting her know I’m on my way over. She’s been begging me for a girl’s night since the last time I was over, after she told me why she’s been avoiding me. So hopefully she’ll be okay with me staying for a bit too, especially since I just realized in all of Drew and I’s talks, I haven’t told him about her, so he won’t know to look for me there. Shit I’m a horrible friend, and girlfriend as it seems. I’d go to the Angels but since Drew now knows all about them, he’d probably go there first.

  Zipping my bag shut, I grab my purse and close the bedroom door. Listening for the guys I realize the idiots are still in the kitchen trading blows, so I just leave.

  Hopefully I can get into my car and take off before Drew finds out that I left. A tear falls down my face as I back out of the driveway.

  Chapter 28

  Drew

  Giving Keller one last jab to the gut I shove him off me. “Fuck.” I turn my head as I hear a car door slam. Keller tries to come back for another blow, putting my hand up as I glare at him, “Can’t you just put on your big boy pants for once and just stop?” It dawns on him what I mean when the flash of car lights shines through the kitchen window.