The Distance Between Us (Mac Security Series Book 3)

by Abigail Davies

  A door slamming gains my attention and I swing my head to Evan’s cabin, watching as Geena comes storming out.

  “You’re fucking useless! Why the fuck I put up with you I don’t know!”

  “Geena,” he pleads.

  I frown at them, and when he gets to her, he tries to touch her arm but she pushes him away, making him stumble before his eyes widen.

  “Don’t fucking touch me!”

  “Hey!” I shout, moving in their direction but one look from Evan and a quick shake of his head has me coming to a halt.

  She slams the car door shut and speeds out of the compound, the gates opening for her just as Charlie pulls inside them.

  “Evan?”

  “Not now, Kitty,” he sighs, his head looking at the ground and his shoulders slumping down as he walks back into his cabin.

  I stare at the door he just disappeared through, worrying my lip as I try to decide what to do. I’ve never seen her act like that, especially toward Evan and I can’t help but think that something is going on.

  “Hey, baby,” Charlie’s sweet voice whispers in my ear.

  His arms wrap around me from behind and I turn my head to look up at him. His lips come down on mine in a gentle kiss before he spins me around, backing me against the side of my car and lifting me up.

  My legs wrap around him automatically.

  “I missed you,” he groans, grinding his hips into mine.

  “It’s been two hours.” I chuckle, then close my eyes against the sensations shooting through me.

  “Two hours too long,” he growls, diving for my lips again. I open my mouth, giving him access to me and reaching up, gripping his hair as he fucks my mouth with his tongue.

  I just can’t hold back whenever I’m near her because she makes me feel like a horny teenager.

  Feeling her core pressed against my dick has me wanting to rip her clothes off her body and lick her all over, to make her squirm until she’s begging me to be inside her.

  “Charlie,” she groans. “We need to go.”

  I pull away from her lips and rest my forehead against hers, needing to catch my breath. This beautiful, amazing, kickass woman is all mine and I can’t believe that I finally get to live with her.

  After our conversation at rehab, I knew that I couldn’t ask her to move into my place, there were too many memories there of Emmy. Even though it made me sad to close the door on that chapter, I knew I needed to so that I could move on, with Kitty.

  We needed a fresh start and as soon as I got back from rehab, I was on a mission to get us a house.

  It took me a few weeks to find the perfect place. Somewhere that I can build us a gym, somewhere with enough land for Kitty to plant as many flowers as she wants, and most importantly, somewhere that we can grow old together, because that’s exactly what we will be doing.

  I want to be with her when we’re both old and gray, skin wrinkled but the same love for each other in our heart and souls.

  “You ready, baby?” I ask as I let her down.

  “I’m always ready for you.” She smiles and winks, spinning around and slipping her hands in the back pocket of her jeans, swinging her hips from side to side.

  “That’s it, baby!” I shout, cupping my hands over my mouth. “Shake that ass!”

  She extends her middle finger, flipping me off and I throw my head back laughing.

  That’s my Kitty and there’s absolutely nothing I would do to change her.

  She opens up the SUV door to get in but stops when a truck drives into the compound, her back straightening. I frown at her response and walk around to her, watching as the truck comes to a stop in front of the warehouse and the door opens.

  A guy steps out, dressed in all black with Ray-Bans covering his eyes. His hair is shaved on both sides and longer on top, I can see tattoos on his neck and hands, and up his forearms. He looks around, and when he spots me and Kitty, his lips lift into a grin before he pulls the glasses off his face.

  “No,” she whispers, but when I look at her, she has an equally big grin on her face. “You came!”

  She runs at him full throttle, not stopping and flinging herself at him. He catches her and spins her around in a circle, both of them laughing.

  Seeing his hands on her has mine clenching into fists as I stomp toward them. That motherfucker better get his hands off my woman before I chop them off.

  “Kitty?” I growl when I’m a few feet away from them, widening my stance and looking up at the guy. I’m tall and over six foot, but Jesus, this guy is huge.

  “Charlie!” She jumps out of his hold, standing by his side as he wraps his arm around her shoulders. “This is Dean.” She looks up at Dean and says, “Dean, this is Charlie, my boyfriend.”

  Fuck, just hearing those words come out of her mouth has me standing that much taller.

  “Mind telling me why you have your hands on my woman?” I raise a brow and his come down into a frown, looking at me and then Kitty before jumping back and holding his hands up in the air.

  “Dude,” he chuckles. “It ain’t like that, I’ve looked after her since she was a bratty twelve-year-old, she’s like a little sister to me.”

  Kitty snorts with laughter, turning around to look at Dean and then me, not able to get a hold of herself as she gasps. “Dean was my bodyguard.”

  My eyes widen when I realize who he is, the person who Evan has been trying to find since Kitty left for rehab and I extend my hand to him. “Sorry.” I shrug, not knowing what else to say.

  “It’s all good.” He grins. “So, what’s a guy gotta do to get a beer around here?”

  Kitty smiles and walks toward me, resting her hand on my chest and winking. “That was so fucking sexy.”

  “Huh?”

  “You being all, ‘me man, she woman, mine.’” She trails her hand over my bicep and squeezes. “I can’t wait to christen every single room in our new house.”

  She twirls around, putting her hand in the crook of Dean’s elbow, leading him into the warehouse and shaking her ass for added effect. Damn, I can’t wait to get that ass back home.

  Home, with Kitty. Fuck, I like the sound of that.

  New Adult and Contemporary romance author Abigail Davies grew up with a passion for words, storytelling and anything pink. Dreaming up characters and talking to them out loud is a daily occurrence for Abigail. She finds it fascinating how a whole world can be built with words alone, and how everyone reads a story differently. Now following her dreams of writing, Abigail has set out on the crazy journey of being an author. When she’s not writing, she’s a mother to two daughters, who she encourages to use their imagination, as she believes that it’s a magical thing. Abigail loves to get lost in a good book and is rarely far away from her kindle.

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  Fractured Lies (MAC Security Book 1):

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  Destroyed Series, co-authored with L. Grubb

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