Page 24 of Spike (Iron Thunder MC 5)
I stepped out of my room and found Spike standing there, checking his phone. He looked up and saw me, his eyes traveled all over me.
“I’m going for a swim, you should join me.”
I started walking away and I knew he was following me. Right outside to the pool. Cherie had already set up the iced tea with two glasses and straws. There was a bucket of ice too.
Spike stood back while I poured it into the glasses, with ice, stuck in the straws. Then I offered him a glass and he seemed to hesitate.
“Oh come on, just because you’re on the job doesn't mean you can’t have an iced tea! You were drinking beer for breakfast yesterday!”
He smiled a little and took the glass.
He was trying his best not to look at me. I drank some of the tea and put the glass down. When I turned around, I knew his eyes were on my butt, watching the way I moved to the edge of the pool.
“Do you want to join me in there?” I asked, looking at him over my shoulder.
I really thought he would give in this time. I selected this bikini on purpose because I knew how it made me look. I thought I was irresistible. He looked at me that way too, as if he had never seen a female body before.
But Spike just stood there, gripping his glass of iced tea tightly.
I dove into the pool, delighting at the cold sting of the water on my skin. When I surfaced, my breasts bobbing above the water, I saw Spike at the edge of the pool staring at me. Did he look a little worried? What did he think would happen to me in here? Why didn’t he just come in?
“I’m waiting!” I called out to him and he shook his head slowly.
“I’m not jumping in the pool with you, Sabrina, but I hope you have fun,” he said in a low deep voice. He emptied the rest of the tea down his throat and then walked back toward the house where he stood by the door. He forced himself to look away from me. It was as if he wanted me to be sure this time; nothing could ever happen between us.9SpikeTwo days went by without much incident. I still couldn’t decipher what Sabrina really wanted from me, but ever since that day at the pool when she insisted for me to jump in with her, it seemed as if she was keeping herself detached.
I thought we were getting to know each other, but now she built up a wall around herself. I was always there, watching, surveying, making sure she was safe, but we barely ever spoke. The only time she said anything to me was related to giving me information on what she was about to do or if she needed some privacy.
Was this really because I didn’t join her in the pool? I couldn’t do it because of my injury, and also because I wasn’t going to do it in her father’s pool.
If we both got near-naked in there, it was obvious what would happen. There was no way I would be able to keep my hands off her no matter how much I tried. And I didn’t want to be with her like that. Not here in her house, in her father’s pool. If I was going to break the rules, I wanted it to happen on my terms.
So she was keeping her distance from me.
I also noticed how little she actually left the house. Even though it seemed as if her social calendar was filled with a lot of events, they were mostly all formal affairs that took place in the evening. Photo opportunities and a chance for her and her father to network.
What about her friends? Didn’t she ever just go hang out with a friend at a café? The more I observed Sabrina, the more I became aware of the loneliness in her life. I wished I could do something, but I didn’t know what.
I didn’t belong in her world and she didn’t belong in mine. I didn’t know how to help her.
When I got the call from Ghost, she was sitting by the pool again, flipping through a magazine. She had headphones on and from the faint sounds I could hear, it sounded like raging metal music. I did not expect her to be into that. She was full of surprises.
“We found him,” Ghost said when I answered the call. I knew he was talking about Eagle.
“Shit. What’s the plan?”
“We’re going to raid his place today. Drax wanted you to know, I didn’t.”
“I’m coming in.”
“You need to stay where you are and watch the mayor’s daughter.”
“She’s not a kid; she’ll be able to handle some time away from her house,” I replied and ended the call. I didn’t want to argue with Ghost on this. It had to be done. I had to be there when Eagle was finally captured.
