by Mari Brown
“Stop calling me kitten...my name is Kat. K.A.T. Kat...got it?”
“Well, you're kitten to me and that’s what I'm going to call you.”
I turn away from Cole and go back to packing my bag. I notice Cole checking out my underwear as I place it in my suitcase. I roll my eyes at him. I don’t say anything else to him because this sexual tension in the room is just getting to me. Since we are both quiet I can hear elevated voices and what sounds like fighting going on downstairs and something tells me Drew and “The Hulk” are talking more with their fists then their mouths. I can’t say that I'm sorry that Jim is getting his ass handed to him. I wish I was the one getting to do it but I know that I wouldn’t be able to beat a man twice my size.
I finally have all the things I will need for the next week in the suitcase. I zip it up then make my way into the bathroom to pack all my toiletries and cosmetics because I certainly can’t live without that shit for a week.
While I am in the bathroom my thoughts travel to Cole, the arrogant bastard who has made himself at home in my room. I can’t even begin to explain to myself why I am so drawn to him right now. There is just something about him that makes me want to be close to him. He is so opposite of everything I have ever wanted in a guy. I like having my control. I don’t want to give it up for anyone and with Cole, I would be giving up control. There is no doubt in my mind about that. Cole is being groomed to run the Knight Family; he doesn’t take shit from anyone. If I were being truthful with myself that is most likely the reason I am so attracted to him. I know that I have said I would never be like my mother or be with a controlling man but Cole somehow seems different. I think I need someone like him. Someone to take some of this load I always have weighing on my back. It is tiring to always be in control. Trying to not become the person you fear you are destined to be. He would put up with my attitude yet keep me in check at the same time.
There is something about the intense look he gives me. It’s as if he knows who I am. I don’t know why I feel that way but I do. Yet at the same time I feel like I know him, that he is my other half but what do I know I am fucking eighteen. This just my pussy, lust and hormones talking but it seems like so much more right now.
I finish in the bathroom and walk back into my room. Cole has made himself comfortable on my bed and the sight makes me stop short. Cole looks up and smirks at me. I take in his lean but toned body and once again my body begins tingling. I find myself wanting to join him on my bed, I am having a hard time not screaming at him to fuck my brains out.
I begin to grab my bags but Cole jumps up quickly and grabs the suitcase from me.
“I got it Kitten” Jesus, even his smile can stop traffic. “Let’s head out. Things are quiet downstairs for now”
When we make our way back downstairs I see Jim laid out on the sofa in the living room while Pete and my brother sit there watching him. Jim looks like it may be a few days before he recovers from the beating he just took. Drew looks up when he realizes Cole and I are back.
“Got everything you need Kat?” Drew asks me calmly.
I nod my head not finding words at the moment and too overwhelmed with all emotions I am feeling right now. I notice Drew turn back to Jim on the couch.
“Now don’t forget Jimmy, you will be gone when my mom comes back next week and if I find out you came near my mom or sister again...know I will kill you.” Well ok, who knew my bro could scare the piss out of people. I think now is good time to get going.
“Right then off we go. Come on, Drew” I chirp out.
My emotions are all over the place and it is messing with my head. The four of us make our way back to my car. Cole places my bag in the trunk and we drive off. I know we are headed to Drew’s place but I realize I have never really been there before. He has never wanted me to come around the shit he is involved in and he is breaking that rule to keep me safe from an asshole my mother picked up in a bar a month ago.
I am so lost in my own thoughts so I fail to realize that the guys have been talking to one another the whole ride. My focus returns when I hear Cole say, “She can share my bed with me”
“That’s my fucking little sister man. She is still in high school fucker”
“I’m eighteen” I blurt out....yeah don’t think that was helpful. Cole gives me a knowing smirk. Then it hits me, “Wait, you live together?”
Cole grins then, a big shit eating grin.
“Yes Kitten the three of us share a house” Well, fuck me sideways, I’m in big trouble now.
How will I avoid Cole for a whole damn week if he lives there too? It’s not possible. Fuck! Maybe I should go check into a hotel. Yeah...that’s a good idea. Who am I kidding? Drew wouldn’t go for that shit but damn I can’t be in the same house as Cole. He already declared he wants me and now he wants me to share his bed with him? Umm...hell no. I can’t be involved in this shit. I don’t know what to do. This is new territory for me. I have never had a guy turn me inside out like this. I usually can take ‘em or leave ‘em. I'm no virgin but I have never been with a guy who can make my body hum by just standing next to me. I’m so in over my head here. Is this what a panic attack feels like? Jesus. There is no doubt Cole is experienced. His lifestyle and his looks almost guarantee that he is going to rock my world. I haven’t figured out yet if that’s a good or bad thing. Its times like this I wish I had a mother I could go to or even a girlfriend who has my back. Nope, the only girl I talk to at school will not be one I can share this shit with. Number one reason...Cole is her older brother. Yeah, did I not mention that little tidbit? Sorry. Also we don’t really talk outside of school. Now I’m wishing for just one girl that I can talk to about this shit. These feelings are going to send me to the loony bin.
I realize the car has stopped. We are parked in the driveway of a fairly nice home, nothing fancy but it’s not a dump either. This is where my brother lives? A fucking middle class neighborhood. Are you fucking kidding me, right now? I step out the car knowing that when I walk inside this house that my life, from this point forward, will never be the same.
Table of Contents
Dedication
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-One
Twenty-Two
Twenty-Three
Epilogue
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Sneak Peek at On the Edge (The Knight Series)