Lexi's Justice

by Renee Shearer

  After what felt like a million fucking years, I let out a long sigh of relief as I sat on the toilet. I looked around the bathroom, it was really nice, bigger than the one I had at home. It had a glass shower with what looked like a rainfall shower head directly overhead with a different shower head on the wall. It had bench seats too, which would come in handy when I take a shower. A deep sink with a cabinet underneath in white was directly to my left.

  I had avoided looking in the mirror over the sink when I walked in. No sense in giving myself a heart attack at the moment. I felt gross, I could tell my hair was in nothing but knots, and was probably sticking up everywhere. My skin felt sticky like dried sweat. I sniffed myself, I wasn’t too ripe but I was heading that way. I sniffed the shirt, smelling a faint musky cologne, and tried not to groan. Whoever this shirt belonged to smelled great.

  That sent my thoughts off the rail again. Was it Colter’s? Or Connors? Is Connor here? What about that other guy...Thorne? Where was he? How did they get me into this shirt? Mmm--- their large hands roaming my body, learning every dip and cur….

  I screamed and clutched my chest when a deep voice interrupted my thoughts, “Well look who finally decided to join the land of the living.”

  My eyes snapped to the doorway of the bathroom, and I nearly swallowed my tongue. Holy fuck balls! There’s another one! Just how many tall, sexy men are running around this joint?

  “Who the hell are you? What am I doing here? Don't you know it's rude to stare at someone, even if it does seem like they just rose from the dead? Not to mention have you ever heard of knocking. I know I’m an interloper here, but still, I’m a little indisposed at the moment, you should've knocked.” I admonished him, my voice sharper than I intended. But being nice was not in me at that moment, this asshole just ruined my pee. I have a shy bladder and it immediately stopped at the sound of his voice; I didn't feel fully relieved. I hated that feeling.

  “Wow, you always this bitchy when you wake up?”

  I narrowed my eyes at him, “No. But I am when someone interrupts my bathroom time, and sneaks up on me when I essentially have my bits hanging in the breeze. So excuse me if I’m not falling at your feet, asshole.” There was something about this guy that set my fucking teeth on edge. I wanted to punch him just as much as I wanted to dry hump him.

  What the fuck is wrong with me?

  It was very confusing and confusing shit always pissed me off. I hated feeling like I was stupid for not getting something obvious.

  My defense for that? Snarky comebacks and all around bitchery.

  The sexy man looked me up and down in a slow appraisal. I was slightly uncomfortable, so I did what any sane woman would do. I looked him up and down too, no one ever said I didn't give as good as I got. His eyes on my body had me all hot and bothered. Mine probably didn't have the same effect since my ass was still glued to the toilet.

  He’s ruggedly handsome, with a five o’clock shadow that was just becoming long enough to be considered the start of a beard, his dark chocolate hair was long on top and short on the sides. Brilliant emerald green eyes seemed to blaze with heat from his naturally tanned skin. His tight black t-shirt showed off his muscles with a few tattoos poking out from under the sleeves.

  I wanted to rub myself all over him like a cat in heat.

  Wait what? No the fuck I don’t!

  Yes you do. Girl just look at that body, he works out, and that hair, waiting for you to grab it and tug as he fucks you hard.

  Slow your roll horn-girl. I hate dark chocolate, so why would I like it as a color for hair? And I do not want to fuck him.

  Now you’re being ridiculous, you’re not going to eat his hair. And you do too.

  Shut the hell up!

  I rolled my eyes at myself and my inner horny bitch. I was still recovering from whatever the fuck happened. I would die if I tried to screw anyone right now.

  Maybe, but you'd die happy.

  Only if he knew what the fuck he was doing. Now for the last time shut the fuck up, you horny wench.

  “Are you done with whatever conversation is going on in your head?”

  I jumped a little as his sexy voice washed over me and sent my libido into a weak overdrive.

  See! Even my body is too tired for the shit you’re trying to suggest. I happily told my inner voice. Then promptly wanted to smack myself, I even raised my arm a little to do it, then looked at the sexy man currently smirking at me. Now I just wanted to smack him.

  Great. I must have been sicker than I thought. My mind is broken, I’m batshit crazy, right now.

  Right now, that’s cute.

  Oh, shut up inner me.

  Instead of doing either, I pointed my finger towards him and the door, more specifically the way out. “You can leave now. I need to finish going pee, and we are not at that stage of our relationship for you to be here while I do that. Then I am going to take a shower. So thank you for saving me, but I’m fine now. So please leave. I’m sure I can handle washing my hair, and scrubbing my body without dying or passing out. So… yep leave. Now.” I told him, stopping myself from rattling on to much like I normally would.

  Yay! Progress.

  “But I would love to scrub your body for you.” his voice got lower and sexier, sending shivers racing over my skin.

  “Maybe another time, hot stuff. Right now I would like some peace, to try and look for my…” I was overtaken by a coughing fit as my lungs seized. Great. Well at least I solved my peeing problem, as my bladder released with every cough.

  “Hey, are you okay?” The man walked closer to me, I held up my hand to stop him from coming any closer as my coughing fit wound down. Now, I just felt exhausted, I leaned back against the toilet, I’m still sitting on, like it’s now my personal throne, and scowled.

  “I’m fine. Goodbye.” I wheezed. The man, I really needed to find out his damn name, smirked at me and leaned against the bathroom sink. “You’re not going to leave are you?” I asked him in a defeated tone.

  He shook his head slightly, “Doctor’s orders. Besides, we want to make sure you’re okay. And if you plan on taking a shower then one of us should be here in case you need help.”

  I waved my hand at him, “Fine. But, you can certainly be on hand in the bedroom.”

  “Yes, I can be. Very well I might add.”

  I growled at him and bared my teeth. I was feeling very stabby at the moment. Yep, I wanted to stab the insufferable man. Or kiss him senseless… the jury was still out. Shaking my head, I finished up on the toilet, averting my gaze so I could pretend he wasn’t there. Dropping the boxer shorts to the floor, I stood up shakily and took the three steps to the shower slowly.

  I saw the controls on the wall and fiddled with the knobs. But try as I might, I couldn’t seem to figure out how to turn the damn thing on.

  “Here, let me help.” He whispered in my ear causing me to jump slightly, my body grazing his. He was standing so close to me I could feel the heat from his body against my back. If I was to fake a sway and lean back, I would be flush against him. My cheeks heated up and I nodded sharply. My breathing picked up and my heart was pounding. Not from the illness either.

  What the fuck is wrong with me? I don’t even know this guy! Hell, I don’t even know his name! And here I am, wanting to rub up against him and lick his body like a damn lollipop. They could all be kidnappers for all I know. They abduct women in the guise of helping them only to get them to join their sex cult. Get a fucking grip Lexi, you know better than to fall for a pretty face and a smoking hot body.

  I glanced over my shoulder; his face was so close to mine. If I leaned just a little, I could brush my lips against his. The thought of super bad morning breath stopped me and I turned my head away before I spoke to him, “Thanks. umm...what’s your name?”

  “Shane. But everyone calls me, Hawk.” He practically purred in my ear. My heart stuttered, then started beating faster than before. I pressed a hand to my chest willing it to slow down. />
  He finally backed away, “It’s all set to go, Lexi.”

  Damn. I was so lost in my thoughts of his lips on my body that I didn’t even pay attention to what he did to make the damn thing work. Wait…I slowly spun around, narrowing my eyes at him, “How did you know my name? I never told you. Are you some kind of kidnapper? Cuz, I have no money and there’s no-one to give you any so you took the wrong girl buster.”

  Shane smirked at me and shook his head, “No, I’m not a kidnapper. I know your name because two of my best friends have met you and were talking about you before we found you.”

  I frowned trying to recall what happened again, but all I came up with was a fuzzy memory of falling into the water.

  “What the hell happened?” I muttered to myself and grabbed the hem of my shirt. Swiftly pulling it over my head, I felt the slight sting of pain in my lower back and side. I turned to look over my shoulder and could just see a long slightly raised still healing gash. Still frowning I turned back and stepped into the shower, a strangled gasp came from behind me.

  Hmmm… seems I’m not the only one affected here. Unless that was because of my now marred flesh, that’s gotta be ugly.

  I practically fled into the shower and closed the door with a snap. Shane had turned on both the rainfall shower head and the other one that is a massager. I groaned loud and long as the hot water kneaded my tense muscles.

  Oh yeah, that feels awesome.

  Eleven

  Shane

  My cock went stiff as desire slammed into me again at Lexi’s sexy moan as the water made her warm and wet. I shifted around to adjust myself without using my hands. That’s all I needed was for her to remember I was here and look out of the shower just as I palmed myself.

  Her body set me on fire the minute she took off Thorne’s shirt. Her full, perky breasts with dusky pink nipples that I wanted to bite and suck on. Her toned body, though she was a bit too skinny for my taste now. We’ll have to fix that. When she had turned pointing her sweet, round ass at me I nearly choked on my tongue. I had always been an ass and legs man. Her ass was perfect and her legs seem to go on for miles. I pictured them wrapped around me as I thrust into her tight pussy.

  I nearly groaned aloud at the dirty pictures flying through my head. I couldn’t take it anymore, my cock felt like it was being strangled by my jeans. I reached down, adjusting myself quickly.

  Watching her in the shower as she sat down and started to hum while shampooing her hair was almost too much for me to take. I locked my knees in place, standing at attention, to stop myself from joining her.

  I started to talk to her to try and get my mind off of her body pressed against me. “So Lexi,” I smirked as she jumped a little and let out a small adorable squeak. She certainly gets lost in her head a lot. “How did you come to be on our land?”

  “Your land?” She asked innocently. “I didn’t even know that I was on anyone's land. I didn’t see any signs posted. Otherwise I never would have been here. I came here to go hiking and camping for the weekend, oh, and to take pictures.”

  “By yourself?” I asked as casually as I could, I was fishing for information on what happened to her without her knowing I was. She hadn’t mentioned anything yet or showed signs of fear. Braver than I gave her credit for, or a damn good actress.

  “Yes. I recently lost my job, and then broke up with my boyfrien…” Her voice trailed off. Through the steam of the shower, coating the door, I could just make out her frown.

  Lexi shook her head and continued on, “I was supposed to go with him this weekend. Not here, but somewhere farther out. But after I broke it off, I still needed to get away for a bit.” I could see her shrug though it was getting rather hard. Soon I would only be able to see her silhouette. I had never before hated a steamed up shower more than I did right at that moment.

  “Why? Was he bothering you? After the breakup I mean.”

  She shook her head harshly sending her long black hair swinging, I couldn’t see her anymore. Damn, that steam worked fast.

  “No, nothing like that.” She had a hesitation in her voice that I wanted to push to find out why. But I held my tongue and waited for her to continue.

  “I just needed to find myself again. I lost myself somewhere along the way. I used to love taking pictures. I even have a dark room set up in my house. But I stopped after…” She shook her head again and I frowned. I didn’t like secrets; secrets are what tore families apart. Secrets and lies could spread like wildfire and before you knew it, it was out of control and you couldn’t see the way out. The way to freedom. Secrets were never good.

  “It doesn’t matter why I stopped. I just did and got a regular job that I hated. So after I lost my job, I decided to take a good hard look at my life and what the hell I was doing with it. I realized I wasn’t following my grams rules and…” She was seized by yet another coughing fit. Thorne said she would have those for a few more days at best. Her lungs were still weak from the bronchitis she had. Apparently it was farther advanced then he first thought. Poor guy was beating himself up for not seeing it sooner.

  I scowled as I stood there and listened to her coughing her lungs out, I wanted to hear the rest of her story but at the same time I didn’t want her to continue coughing. I decided to table the conversation for now, I could always pick it back up later. Thorne wanted her to stay until she was a hundred percent, so that when she went back home she would be in better shape to defend herself. If she needed too.

  I had a different plan of finding the bastard that did this to her and have him meet an untimely end. I didn’t like killing anyone, I had seen enough death in the war behind my computer screen. Until that fateful day… No! I wouldn’t go there, but I would kill for her. Which was stupid since I wanted nothing to do with her. I just wanted to fuck her and then get her out of my life.

  Wait, What?

  I growled low in my throat frustrated and pissed off at myself. I couldn’t make up my mind about her just yet. Part of me wanted her as fucking far away from me as possible, while the other part just wanted to fuck her.

  “Shane? I mean Hawk, Did--did you just growl?”

  Seems mi pequeño guerrero got over her coughing fit while I was lost in my thoughts.

  Wait. My little warrior? Oh hell no, she was not now, nor ever would be, my little warrior.

  I cleared my throat, “No. Just had to clear my throat. Are you done yet? I have better things to do with my time then babysit you in the shower you know.” I winced, I didn’t mean to be so harsh, she just got under my skin. Like an itch I couldn’t scratch and it made me a tad bit grumpier than usual.

  “Then leave. It’s not like I asked for a fucking babysitter, Hawk. I’m fine. I’ll yell if I end up needing help. Which I won’t. Not from you anyways. I’m better off on my own. I promise I’m a big girl and can take care of myself. I tie my own shoes and everything.”

  I snapped, “If you can take care of yourself then you wouldn’t have gotten hurt. You would have been able to defend yourself against the person who did that to you.” I waved my hand about, not that she could see me. But I had a deaf grandma growing up and even though I didn't need the sign language as often anymore, it was still second nature for me to talk with my hands.

  I damn near swallowed my tongue again when Lexi ripped open the shower door and stood there in all her naked glory gaping at me.

  “What the fuck do you mean someone did this to me? Didn’t I just fall off a cliff or something.” She frowned and bit her thumb, I was trying not to be turned on, I could see the beginning of panic in her eyes. “I was by the waterfall--taking pictures--I must have gotten too close to the edge and not noticed with my eyes behind my lens. Right? Right? Why the fuck can’t I remember clearly?” Her voice raised an octave, my heart cracked seeing the terror and panic on her beautiful face.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore. I strode forward and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her lightly to snap her out of it. A shock, almost like an ele
ctrical current, went through my body when I touched her. I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, but I was wrong. I forced my mind away from how soft her skin felt underneath my hands, or how delectable she looked standing there warm and naked with her skin glistening from her shower.

  “Lexi! Calm down okay. We will figure this out, I promise. We can talk to Thorne about why you can’t remember when he gets back from town.”

  Lexi closed her eyes and I immediately missed looking into her baby blues. I had always been a sucker for raven haired woman with light colored eyes. That should have been my first clue with Amy, she was a redhead. I struggled to not look down as she took a deep breath and nodded her head. That’s all I would need to cap off this encounter. Her seeing me ogling her when she was still weak and tired. Opening her eyes I could see that she was calmer but still freaked out.

  “Okay. I’ll wait. But you should know I’m not the most patient person on the planet. In fact my sister used to tell me I was the least patient person she had ever met.”

  I chuckled, but staring into her eyes I wanted nothing more than to take her in my arms and kiss her senseless. Hell my body was fucking screaming at me to do just that, but my brain was flashing warning signs.

  Lexi could easily shatter my heart and my world, worse than Amy ever did. While I felt relief after she cheated, I was still hurt that it was with my brother. He and I used to be very close. Apparently too close.

  Twelve

  Lexi

  Staring into Shane’s eyes, I fought my body’s instinct to lean into him and brush my mouth over his. I caught my breath as his eyes flicked down to my lips, like he wanted to kiss me too. He was looking at me like I was a buffet and he was starving. My tongue darted out on its own accord to wet my lips and I saw his eyes darken.