Page 92 of Retribution
“I could see that happening—he was such a creep. Since I fell in love with you, I haven’t thought about him in a long time.” She put her hand on his thigh and squeezed. “Do you ever miss your family? I don’t mean your dad, but your sister and brother or … your mom?”
“No fuckin’ way on my mom, not too sure about my brother. According to my sister, he’s a junkie and is part of the criminal justice revolving door system—in and out of court-ordered rehab when he’s not in jail. I actually would like to see Sylvia now that we’re in California. The new guy she’s with seems like he’s an okay dude which is a first for her. Last time I saw her she was just starting high school.” He ran his hand through his hair. “Fuck … that is a long time ago.”
“Then it’s time you saw her. It’ll be great for both of you. Besides, I’d love to meet your sister and your nieces and nephews.”
Cobra gave her a sidelong glance. “You sure about that?”
“Yes, why wouldn’t I be?”
He shrugged and stared out at the water. “Just checking. We could take a few days off and go to Oceanside. It’s about an eight or nine hour ride. Maybe we could go in two weeks. Check with your boss about taking the time off.”
“I will. I’d love to see where you grew up. I can’t wait to see you melt when you see your sister’s kids,” she said as she playfully poked him in the side.
In a movement so swift she didn’t have time to react, he grabbed Dakota, pushed her down on the cushions of the love seat and started tickling her.
“You wanna see me crumble like a fuckin’ pussy? he said.
“Yes, definitely.” She giggled and squirmed.
Cobra tickled her ribs, her sides, and under her chin as Dakota squealed.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” He smiled widely.
“Yes!” Dakota barely got the word out between her laughing and screeching.
He released her and stared down at her glittering eyes. “I love the way you laugh.”
Dipping his head down, Cobra crushed his mouth against hers. Her lips clung to his, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and arched her back toward him. Desire burned and crackled inside him, and he slipped his hand under her back then pulled her tight against him and deepened the kiss.
A sweet moan from her mouth to his drove him fucking crazy as his tongue tangled with hers. He pressed against her harder until she gulped small breaths of air and still he wanted closer. He felt her tits against his chest, the nipples hard and tempting.
“I fuckin’ love you,” he said.
“Me too,” she whispered.
For a second only their heavy breathing filled the air, and they were frozen in the moment, suspended in reality, existing only in each other’s gazes.
Then Dakota traced her finger over his brows, down his nose, over his cheeks, and across his lips until he caught it in his mouth and sucked it lightly.
“You’re my heart and my life,” she murmured.
“And you’re my fuckin’ forever.”
A small smile danced across her lips. “I like the sound of that.”
He kissed her again then pulled back. “You’re my old lady and that’s serious, sweetheart. Our hearts are melded and you and me belong to each other.”
“So are we engaged?” She smiled.
“More than that—we’re fused together. And there isn’t anything we can’t love each other through. The good and the bad shit—it doesn’t matter because we’ll always be together.”
“You’re my soulmate forever plus one.”
“Sounds perfect to me, darlin’.”
At that moment, a low growl came from his woman’s stomach and he laughed.
“I guess I should go in and make those fish tacos.” She grinned.
