One thing's definitely for sure. I need to make certain that Anna stays well and truly out of this. One way or another, I'll keep her safe if it's the last goddamn thing that I do. She's too precious for me to lose. The only thing that I really need to worry about right now is one of his pals rocking up to that shipping container and seeing Dominic tied up instead of me. This is why I need to act quick and get the job done like yesterday.
"How do." I whisper into the nape of Anna's neck as soon as I feel her slowly stir against me. Her arse presses into my cock as she stretches her perfectly fine body out and I'm instantly on high alert. "How'd you sleep?"
"Pretty good." Her smile lights up her whole face and I know that she's happy that I'm still here. My hands instantly fall on her naked side and I waste no time in getting to work straight away by gently stroking her while pulling her into me, right where she belongs.
"Pretty good, huh? How about I make you feel a little bit better?"
"Oh now you're talking." She laughs and turns onto her back so she can look straight at me. Without a moments hesitation her hands are pinned above her head, displaying those beautiful, perfectly plump breasts that I've craved so much. I don't know what it is about her, but she drives me wild and completely consumes me. Whenever I am near her I just can't get enough and being away from her for the past couple of days has been an absolute nightmare. She brings out the wild, protective guy in me, something which I never knew existed until I felt the feral need to protect her at all costs. While I was held captive, completely against my will, all I wanted to do was to be close to her again. It's funny, instead of being scared for my life I was scared about how I was going to get through each passing day without her by my side.
Fucking pussy whipped.
"Jensen, wait." Anna's eyes grow wide as she pushes me away from her. "What is that? Wait, you've got blood all over your hands." I feel her quickly move from underneath me and I look down to where her wide eyes are fixed. "Where the fuck have you been and what have you been doing?" She shouts.
"I already told you, don't worry about it. I got caught up in a bit of trouble that's all. Don't look so scared." No matter how much I try to soothe her, I can see her pulling further and further away. I obviously didn't clean myself up enough when I got back here last night. What can I say? I was desperate to see her, to feel her body next to mine, that I was careless while rushing. There's no way that she needs to know what's been happening the past couple of days. One way or another, I'm going to make sure Anna stays out of this. That fucking psycho isn't going anywhere near her. Ever.
"Don't fucking worry about it? Jeez, what are you, insane? You're covered in fucking blood Jensen and you expect me to just let that slide? I don't fucking think so. You need to get a goddamn shower right now and then me and you, we're gonna talk whether you like it or not. You hear me?"
I know she's pissed, I can see it in her eyes and she looks hot as hell when she mimics me. Damn, she drives me fucking crazy. "We ain't gonna do shit. I don't understand why you're getting so worked up? I got into a fight, it's no big deal."
Now I'm beginning to get pissed. I've been gone for days and she's getting worked up and causing a scene over a bit of blood. For fuck sake, this chick is fucking crazy. I get that I should have covered my tracks a bit better, but she's making a scene out of nothing here. Maybe if she knew exactly what I'd been through, her reaction would be fine, but this?
"Maybe not to you, but I guess that's where we're different, huh?" She snarls at me and I get a sudden urge to take her mind of it, making her focus on me, on us instead. Sure, I should have cleaned up more but there's no need for her to be a goddamn prick with me. Before I can say anything else, before I can calm myself down and try to explain, she's up and covering her body with an overly large shirt. She takes one last glance at me before yanking the door open and shouts, "You're a fucking joke, Jensen Blake!"
Anna
Anger is still running through my whole body like wild fire. What the hell has Jensen been doing? Why would he have someone else's blood on him, or his own? He's been gone for days, without so much as a word from him and there's no way that I'm going to fall for his "Oh, I got into a fight" bullshit. Something's happened and he's holding back from me. I've already been down that road before and I'm not going to sit back and allow history to repeat itself. Not a chance.
If he can't be open and honest with me, then what is it that we actually have apart from wild, frantic sex? Yes, I swore I would stay away from him and that he was no good. Deep down I knew that he was just like the rest of them, but I didn't want to allow myself to believe it. I hoped that maybe I was wrong and you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them. Well, I guess I'm never going to really know him unless he decides to open up to me and it looks like that's never going to happen.
I'm relieved to see that the kitchen is empty, just how I used to like it, before Jensen and his pals came crashing into my life. Maybe today I'll finally be able to drink my coffee in peace without Minnie or Boyd breathing down my neck. As I make my way to the refrigerator, I suddenly get a flashback from last night. Shit. With the shock of Jensen being back in my life, I completely forgot to tell him that Mitchell was here. I guess it's not going to do me any favours if I head back upstairs just to tell him. No, this time he can find out for himself. If he's keeping stuff from me, then why should I be open and honest with him? I'm sure whatever it is that they need to discuss will be held off until I've left for the day anyway seeing as though I obviously can't be trusted.
I manage two whole cups of coffee while basking in the quietness that surrounds me. I honestly can't remember the last time this happened and it feels absolutely amazing. Before too long, I hear movements upstairs and I take that as my cue to leave. I don't fancy sticking around for another slanging match with Jensen, or being the third wheel to Minnie and Mitchell. Grabbing my keys from the console on the side, I quietly make my way to the door, eager to make my escape before anyone sees me.
"Hey Anna. Wait up." My hand rests on the door handle while I decide whether or not I should turn back around. "I thought maybe you could show me around?"
My conscience gets the better of me and I close the door again before turning around to face Mitchell.
"I would, but I was just heading out. I've kinda got somewhere that I need to be." I lie and I feel a little guilty for it, but what else am I supposed to say?
"Oh okay, no worries. Don't let me keep you if it's important." Mitchell smiles softly at me and my guilt grows some more. My mind flashes back to that night. The night where Mitchell broke all ties and saved me. Saved me from a life of hell that I never knew existed, only to do time in hell for the price. What kind of person would I be if I actually turned around and walked away from him now? Sure, last night I thought it was the end for me, but when he explained what had actually happened; I realised he actually risked his life for me that night and he sure as hell didn't have too. He did it because he wanted to, no matter what the consequences were.
"Hey, wait. Okay, I guess I don't have to be anywhere in a rush. At least not until my shift starts."
"You work at Jensen’s bar?" Mitchell sounds shocked when he asks me this and I'm not sure why.
"Uh huh. I sure do, but let me tell you, I don't do well with him ordering me around."
"I didn't think you would. He'll get over his power trip soon enough, trust me. I hope he's not been too much of a jerk? He's a decent guy when you get to know him."
"Yeah, so people keep telling me." Only he won't allow me to get to know the real him because he shoots all his barriers up when I try and get close to him. I need to know what happened to him. I need to know that Dominic and his guys aren't out there waiting for him, or me. If they are, they won't stop until they kill us both.
"Is that fresh coffee?"
"You betcha. You want some?"
"I'd fucking kill for some. Do you know what it's like drinking tar every goddamn day?" He asks, while pro
pping himself up on Jensen's seat. I'd be lying if I said it didn't look weird to see someone else sat there. When he was away, that seat remained empty. Minnie and Boyd never sat there, but I can't exactly tell Mitchell to move. He'd probably think I was some bunny boiler psycho of something.
"So how come you're not asking Minnie for a guided tour? I thought that would be something the two of you would like to do together?"
"Are you shittin' me? She went fucking mental when I went to the toilet. That chick would have me pinned down on that bed for the next fucking two weeks if she had her own way. But damn, a man's gotta build up his stamina again if you know what I mean."
"Okay..." I say, cutting him off and placing his coffee in front of him. "A little bit too much information there, but thanks."
"Oh man, I'm sorry. I guess I forget who I'm talking too sometimes. When you're locked up with guys twenty four seven it kind of becomes the norm, you know?"
"Yeah, I can imagine." I laugh.
"Can you imagine giving me a fucking break, or are you still giving me the cold shoulder?" Jensen takes that moment to come strolling into the kitchen in nothing but his sweats. My mouth falls open at the sight of him, as it always does when I see him. His body is perfect, just how I remember it and all I want to do is climb into his arms and apologise for my outburst before. Me of all people should know that not everyone needs to know everything, but I'd at least like him to open up to me, but I guess if that's going to happen then that will come with time.
"We'll look who it isn't." Mitchell says and Jensen's head snaps towards him. A look of pure shock and disbelief takes over his face and at first he looks like a lost little boy.
"Whoa man. When did you get here?" He asks, his face completely care free.
"Yesterday evening man, what about you? You weren't home when I got here."
Jensen looks directly at me and grins his wicked smile before replying to Mitchell. "Sometime in the early hours, but I had other, more important stuff that needed my attention, if you know what I mean?"
"Is that so?" Mitchell asks and I feel myself blush under their stares. Jensen's got a dopey, arrogant grin on his face and I can't be one hundred percent sure, but Mitchell looks pretty pissed off. Jensen doesn't seem to notice though.
"Okay boys, well I'll catch you both later. Mitchell I'm sure Jensen will be able to give you a tour of the place. I'll see you later." I rush towards the front door, eager to get out of there. Jensen doesn't try to stop me and I'm glad, because after the look that was plastered all over Mitchell's face, it's most definitely my cue to leave.
"I knew you'd be back, but it's only been a day Anna." Junior walks straight towards me as I step through the doors of his gym.
"I know. I just thought I'd get familiar with the place, that's all." I lie. I really need to clear my head and this seems to be the only cure for me right now. At least what I've found so far, anyway.
"Knock yourself out, then." He winks at me. "Just don't expect to train today. You want to do that, then you come back in a couple of days time like I told you too."
"You got it, sir." I raise my hand up to my head and salute him but he doesn't seem impressed.
"Hey Anna, I thought it was you." I look to my right and spot Jed positioned on the rowing machine. He looks like he's been here a while. His whole body is dripping in sweat as he powers through his session. "Well, I sure didn't expect to see you here."
"Life's full of little surprises, huh?"
"It sure is. So, you checking the place out, or...?"
"No, already joined. I just felt like getting a proper feel of the place, but Mr Big in there won't let me get back into it for a few days." I say. I've no idea why I'm telling him this. His presence is quite comforting, and I feel at ease when I'm around him so I guess it just comes out naturally.
"Well, take it from me. That guy knows what he's talking about. Hey, what are you doing after here?"
"Nothing much. I've actually not planned much for this afternoon."
"Awesome." He smiles and wipes himself down with a towel. "How about I go and clean up and I'll shout you to lunch?"
"Honestly, I'm good, but thanks."
"Anna, quit messing around. I thought we were friends? Friends can do lunch right?"
"Yeah, I guess." I hate sounding like a bitch. I've got no problem in going to lunch with him. I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts. I'm over the moon that Jensen's back, but I can't believe he won't tell me what's really happened these past couple of days. I hate being left in the dark and I need to know that Dominic isn't involved in his sudden disappearance. Sure, it sounds stupid, but my paranoia won't give up and until he tells me what really happened, then my heads going to be a hot mess.
I decided to wait for Jed to clean up before we grabbed some lunch. He seemed pretty happy that I took him up on his offer. I need to remember that it's not always about me, and this guy doesn't really know anyone around here and he needs all the friends he can get. I know what that feels like.
We stop at a little diner up the road. It's different to the one that I went to with Minnie and Jensen. This one's quite discreet and hidden down a side street. There is no way that I would have noticed this if I'd been on my own. No sooner do we enter, we are being ushered to a little booth next to the window. It's nice and quiet in here, a little on the romantic side, but I decide to let that pass.
"Have you heard from the big guy yet?"
"Sorry?" I ask all too quickly. Why wouldn't I have heard from him? No one knew that he was missing, did they?
"You said you'd speak to him about the bar the next time you saw him. I just wondered if there'd been any update, is all."
"Oh yeah. Sorry, my heads really not in the right place today." I apologise. Maybe I need to stop jumping to conclusions and give people the benefit of the doubt. Not every one is out to get me and I need to realise that. "It looks like he's not going to be selling. I guess this place has had an effect on him after all."
"Man, that's a shame. I was looking forward to this little venture. Who knows, maybe in the future he might decide to invest in a partner."
"Never say never." I smile, thinking that it could be fun if I were to work with him. "Hey, maybe I could see if he's got a position for you? Have you got any bar experience?"
"You fucking betcha. I love working the bars. I thrive off the atmosphere."
"Okay, we'll leave it with me and I'll see what I can do."
Temptation is still locked up when I arrive and I'm not too surprised. It's still pretty early and Joey's on a shift later so he's bound to show up late, while high off something or other. I'm pretty glad I didn't dive straight in at the gym. My muscles are beginning to ache and I know for a fact that any more exercise right now would stop me from waking properly. Plus, my assignment's more important. I need to make sure I'm adding to it every day so that I don't fall behind. So far, I seem to be ahead of schedule which is always a good sign. I just hope I can keep it up.
Jensen
"You wanna tell me what's going on there?"
"What?" I take a seat opposite Mitchell once I've grabbed my coffee and he looks pretty pissed. Screw that, he looks royally pissed. I haven't got a fucking clue what his problem is though, but I guess I'm about to find out real soon.
"Are you fucking her or not? I won't ask you again J, so you better tell me the goddamn truth." He snaps and I feel like a little fucking boy again.
"Woah, what the hell man. That's none of your fucking business. Who I put my dick in doesn't concern you, the same way I don't care where yours ends up. Don't think you can rock up here and start giving out your orders because that isn't going to work. Not around here anyway. I don't have to put you up man, and if you're gonna start causing problems then you can head on out of that door now."
If I thought I was pissed before, it ain't got shit on what I'm feeling right now. What is Mitchell's problem? He's never been bothered by which chick I'm with before, so why should Anna be any differ
ent?
"Stay away from her Jensen. That girl's been through enough already, and the last thing that she needs right now is you fucking her life up again. Am I clear?"
"Those cells have fucked with your head man. Do you even know what you sound like? Screw that, more importantly, do you even know what you're going on about?" I slam my cup down on the table and I'm pretty surprised it doesn't shatter from the force. "Do you even know her? Who are you to judge what is right or wrong for her? In case you forgot, or didn't notice, she's a fully grown fucking adult and I'm pretty goddamn sure she can make decisions for herself."
"I'm not trying to be a dick here Jensen..."
"No?" I ask, unable to hide my surprise. He's not trying to be a dick? Maybe not, but he's sure doing a pretty good job of it.
"No. I'm just trying to keep you both out of the shit. Stay away from each other, at least for now. Okay?"
"This is fucking bullshit Mitchell and you know it." I shout, unable to hold back.
"You've really got no fucking clue who she is, do you?" He laughs. Anger floods through me and it takes everything that I have to stop myself from hitting him. Shit, I've been held against my will because of this guy and here he is, sat in front of me, telling me what I can and can't do; in my own goddamn fucking home.
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