Adam (The Protectors #5)(51)
“Yeah, me too.” He smiled down at her wanting nothing more than to whisk her away to his room, but Duncan had told him she needed to file her official report so they could be finished. Robert and the others had told them everything they knew and it all checked out. Now all the Warriors needed to put them away were personal reports from each woman.
“What’s wrong?” She frowned, pulling away.
Adam sighed, looking over her head at Anne and Janie and then back down at her. “Duncan needs you, Anne and Janie to fill out official reports on what happened so they can close this case on their end.”
She didn’t even flinch. Her eyes stayed clear and on him. “Show me the way.”
“You are amazing.” Adam tilted her chin up to kiss her lips.
“No, I just want this over with.” Angelina kissed him back. “The sooner I can put this behind me, the quicker I can get on with my life. I’m done with him controlling anything I do. I know Anne and Janie are ready to get back to their families. Even though their situation is different than mine, the sooner we all do this, the better for us.”
Taking her hand, he led her toward Duncan who was playing with Daniel next to Pam, who was laughing at their antics. “Duncan, I’m sorry to butt in, but Angelina is ready to file her report.”
“So are we.” Anne stood, still a little shaky, but looking much better with the Warriors’ care.
Duncan looked at each of them going from daddy to Warrior-mode automatically. Kissing Daniel on the cheek and blowing a raspberry on his rounded stomach making the little one laugh loudly, he handed Daniel to Pam with a kiss to her cheek.
They all followed Duncan into Sloan’s office. He handed them paper and a pen. “Just write down everything you can remember, sign and date. Pam can witness them.”
Adam leaned against the wall as he watched Angelina relive her ordeal all over again, and within fifteen minutes, she stood and handed the paper to Duncan, who stood looking over it.
“Is that everything?” he asked, looking down at her. “That was quick.”
“Four pages of hell is enough.” Angelina frowned. “And the quicker I got it done, the quicker I can forget about it.”
Duncan nodded. “Thank you. I’ll have Pam witness unless you want her to do it now while you’re here.”
“No, it’s fine. She can do it whenever.” Angelina turned, heading toward Adam who still leaned causally against the wall waiting.
“You okay?” He searched her face.
“Perfect.” She smiled, capturing his hand in hers, while rubbing the blue hair band on his wrist.
“I have six pages.” Anne handed Duncan her pages and walked out the door, but hugged Angelina on the way out.
Janie, who was always so quiet, handed Duncan her papers without saying a word. She smiled shyly at Angelina and Adam, and then followed Anne who waited just outside the door for her.
Squeezing her hand, Adam led her back to his room. Once inside he shut the door and pulled her into his arms, bending to kiss her. Adam knew he had to stop before he lost control. Right now was not the time. She had been through so much already and he didn’t need to be pawing all over her. Pulling away, he stared down into her glassy blue eyes.
“What?” she sighed, her tongue coming out to moisten her lips.
He held back the groan stuck in the back of his throat. He was trying to do the right thing here. “I need to grab a shower and then we’ll go eat something.”
Angelina frowned, looking unsure. “Oh, okay.”
Not really knowing what to do, Adam turned to get some clean clothes. He then headed toward the shower, but her voice stopped him.
“Adam, don’t you want me?” Her voice trembled, but was loud enough to stop him.
If she only knew how much he wanted her. “It’s too soon, Angelina.” Was all he could think to say and he didn’t even trust himself to turn around and say it to her face. He was on the edge and it wouldn’t take much to push him right over.
Closing the bathroom door behind him, he dropped his clothes, climbed in the shower and turned the cold water on. The first blast of freezing water hit, making him suck in his stomach, but it was doing nothing for his raging hard-on. God, he was just a dumb ass. All she probably wanted from him was comfort, yet there he was kissing her senseless as soon as they were alone, gaining a hard-on from hell. Hell, he didn’t even know if she’d ever been with anyone or not. It wasn’t as if she had saved herself for him all these years. He knew she dated through high school, but never seriously and she wasn’t the type to put it out to anyone. She swore she had been pretty much untouched during her kidnapping.
Leaning his head against the cool tile, he cursed as he banged his head repeatedly against the tile.
“You’re going to hurt yourself.” Her voice washed over him like a warm blanket against the cold water beating down on his back.
With his head still against the tile, he squeezed his eyes shut, praying for strength. “Angelina, I’m trying to do the right thing here.”
“No, you’re not,” she responded, her voice firm, yet there was a hint of uncertainty.
“What do you mean I’m…” Adam turned only his head to look at her, and wished he hadn’t. She stood just outside the shower door. Her beautiful body bare, her pale blonde hair hanging over her shoulder partially covering her breast. “Jesus! Angel, please, you’re killing me.”