Chapter Two:

It wasn’t hard getting into the swing of things at the Sanctuary. Technically, we’re fugitives, but it’s not like the government is going out of their way to track us down. They’ve eased up on their ‘punishments,’ since they’re seeing more results. Yeah, they can freeze my bank accounts and try to tap my cell, but that’s a lot of effort for one person.

I work for a bicycle delivery service that pays only cash. I ditched my cell for a prepaid forever ago, so not much has changed. I have to be careful, yes, but until they do something drastic, I’m in the clear.

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“I was hoping you’d end up here, Karen.” Dean smirked, as he sat down in the lobby. I’m pretty sure that this place used to be a hotel, before it was converted to apartments. I’m not complaining.

“Why is that?” I asked him, trying to read his face.

“Because you’re one of us. I could tell the minute you walked Ashley through the door.”

“I’m one of the guys or one of the stubborn ones?” I asked, for clarification. He laughed.

“You’re definitely not a guy, darlin’.” He assured me. I smiled. He’s a good-looking guy, dirty-blonde hair, intense blue eyes, a strong jaw, kissable lips and a fucking perfect build. If I wasn't so much younger, I’d probably go for him. But hey, anything can happen. A girl has her needs – you know?

“Bitch, I know.” I teased, indulging in a smirk of my own.

“You better watch it.” He warned me, in a mischievous tone.

“Or what?” I taunted him.

“You’ll know when it happens.” He retorted, vaguely. I rolled my eyes and stood up to stretch. It’s been a long day and my body hurts. Riding a bike all day keeps me in great shape, unfortunately it also wears me the fuck out.

“Well, as fun as this is, mama needs to soak in a bath. I’m sore as hell.” I told him, as I bent down to pick up my messenger bag.

“Is a bath really going to do it for you, Kare?” He asked me, his voice noticeably huskier. I gulped and forced my brain to focus on what I was doing instead of him sans clothes. Oh, what the hell?

“Are you offering, D?” I breathed. He got to his feet and stood in front of me, placing his hands on my sides. I can’t think like this. Everything he’s doing… is going straight to my libido.

“I could rub out the kinks for you, if you like.” He offered. I felt my pulse quicken as my panties dampened. Shit.

“You’d do that for me?” I asked, lamely. He nodded, keeping eye contact with me the entire time. “I’m sure you’d want something in return.” I whispered.

“Darlin’, I’m not that kind of man.” He lied, with a smirk playing on his lips. “Just take a bath with me afterwards and consider us even.”

“If you are teasing me, I’ll make sure you don’t get any for a month.” I threatened him. Could I actually do it? Hell no. Does he need to know that? Of course not. He chuckled.

“Let’s go to your apartment.” He suggested, cradling my hand in his own. I nodded, not trusting my voice. We made it all of five steps before there was a commotion at the doorway. Our security guards were yelling at none other than my partners. I sighed and rubbed my forehead. Mother of all that sinful and delicious, can’t I just get my rocks off without someone butting in?! Is that too much to fucking ask?!

Dean seemed to pick up on my irritation and walked over to the door. I stayed with him and got in front of him before he could say anything to the guys. I shook my head at him, before turning my irritation on Matt and Brian.

“Why are you here?!” I seethed. The guards stopped shouting, but didn’t let them inside.

“To talk to you,” Brian answered. I shook my head.

“We don’t need to talk. It’s not going to happen.” I said, directing my words to both of them. Brian sighed.

“Are we really that bad?” He asked me.

“I’m not about to sign my life over to serial polygamists.” I quipped.

“Come on, Karen. You know you’re exaggerating.” Matt argued. I rolled my eyes.

“Please, you two are easier than kindergarten math.” I deadpanned. Matt looked like he wanted to say something else, but Brian shot him a look that shut him up. “I’m not interested. Go find someone else to lay.” I sighed.

“You won’t even try?” Matt asked, offended.

“That’s what I said.”

“Bu-” Matt started again, but Brian shook his head.

“Monogamy is overrated, anyway.” Brian remarked, before they walked away.

“Dude, I could not handle one pussy for the rest of my life.” Matt told him.

“Tell me about it.” Brian agreed, before they were out of earshot.

“Let’s go upstairs and I can make you forget about those two.” Dean offered, as he kissed my neck. I nodded and pressed myself against him.

“Lead the way.”

Notes

Just a head's up for everyone, there is going to be definite love geometry in this story. SO, if it's not your cup of tea, I'll understand.

Thank you, so much, for all of the feedback! Next chapter will be up in a couple days!:)

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Katie