CHAPTER TEN DASH

CHAPTER TEN

DASH

I needed her out of her house. She obviously wasn't safe there. And no matter how strong she thinks she is, no woman can fight off a man who is determined. Especially one fighting to get her back. She was right when she said I didn't know her. But I know less about this Rodger guy than her, and yet I feel like she wasn't being completely honest when she said he didn't hurt her. At the restaurant, she told me he had made her weak. As far as I can tell, she's not a weak person. So, in order for him to have made her that way, he had to have cut her down. Made her feel like she needed him to survive.

I pull into my driveway and get out of my car. I go to open the passenger car door for her, but she's already climbing out, so I make my way to the trunk to grab her bag.

"This is your place?" she asks with a smile.

"Yes. Why do you seem happy about that?" I watch as she walks up the steps with a smile on her face as she looks around. Her dark hair is pulled up in a loose bun and her fat white sunglasses cover up most of her beautiful face. Her light gray tank top hangs off one shoulder, showing off her simple black bra. She has a pair of white shorts on that makes my hands twitch. I just wanna run them all over her skin. Feel every inch of her. She's absolutely stunning and doesn't even realize it. She doesn't have to try to be seen or to stand out. She just does!

I don't know what it is that I feel exactly for her besides lust. But something else is there. I'm not saying I love her or that I want to run off and get married tomorrow. But I do want us to spend a couple of days in my bed and get to know each other better.

She lets out a laugh, which gets my attention. "Because I knew the place you had your party at was your parents' house," she says, sounding proud that she was right.

I nod my head. "You are correct, darling."

"Speaking of that party…?" she says shyly, and I know what she's thinking. She wants to know if I watched her climb the tree before she jumped over the fence. And the answer would be yes. I woke up and searched the entire house for her. When she was nowhere in sight, I checked the security system. Sure enough, she had snuck out. It was cute to watch how determined she was to get away though. And that's what made me want her again. She doesn't know me either, but she's about to find out just how determined of a man I can be.

I reach out and grab her hand. "Yes, I watched you escape," I say with a cocky smile.

"Escape? You make it sound like I was a prisoner," she says with a laugh. "And what about you having my panties in your pants the next day?" she asks arching an eyebrow.

I smile. "A gentleman doesn't tell."

"A gentleman doesn't carry around women's underwear in his pocket."

I had found them underneath my parents' bed and placed them in my pocket. After spending time looking for her in the house, I ended up running late to my meeting with her dad. So, I had just thrown them in my pocket. You couldn't even imagine my surprise when I saw her walk into her dad's office wearing my shirt. I wanted to bend her over her father's desk and take her right then and there once again.

"Well, you shouldn't have left in such a hurry that morning. I was really looking forward to morning sex." I wink over at her before I unlock the front door and allow her to enter before me.

"I was still trying to remember where I was and who the hell you were," she says truthfully, and I chuckle.

"So, just how much do you remember from that night?" I ask dropping her bag to the floor in the entryway.

She gives me a sexy smile as she pushes her white glasses to the top of her head. "Some parts are still fuzzy." I have a feeling she's playing with me, but I'll play along.

I walk up to her and place my hands on her hips. "Then let me remind you, sweetheart." I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around me.