Lady Luck (Colorado Mountain #3)(35)

He stared at me and I let him.

Then he rocked my world again and he did this be saying in a different kind of soft voice, “Baby, you wanna have breakfast with your husband, all you gotta do is pick up the phone and dial. I’m covered, you eat, I sit with you and drink coffee. But you want me, anytime you want me, that’s all you gotta do.”

I didn’t speak and again I couldn’t breathe and there were a lot of reasons for that. The first, he called me “baby” which was the second time he did that but the first time he did it without an audience, the first time he did it in that soft voice, the first time he did it just him and me and I felt that word rushing through my blood with a warmth I never wanted to leave. Second, his soft voice was the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard in my life. And third, him telling me anytime I wanted him, he was a phone call away was the kind of thing I’d wanted my entire life and never, not ever, had and there he was, giving it to me.

“Lexie,” he called.

“Navarro propositioned me at the pool,” I blurted to cover all the profound feelings I couldn’t quite deal with feeling right then and he gave me yet another reaction.

His torso jerked back, his brows snapped together, his eyes narrowed and his big man energy swelled to fill the room.

“What the f**k?” he whispered.

“With Bag of Bones watching,” I went on.

“What’d he say?” he asked but each word lashed out like a whip.

“I didn’t let him say much of anything. He said he wanted to talk privately about an offer he’d like to make me. I said I didn’t wish to talk privately with him and reminded him I was married. He did a little pushing. I made it clear I wasn’t interested. He gave up and walked away.”

Ty stared at me.

“Still,” I continued, “it was an ass**le thing to do.”

Ty kept staring at me but he was doing it like he didn’t see me.

“Ty?” I called.

His eyes focused on me.

“Throwin’ sass,” he muttered.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re not hungry; you got cornered when I wasn’t at your back and that’s why you’re pissed.”

“Well, no,” I said. “We were in a public place. He didn’t push it and told me he knew the answer I’d give him but it was worth a try. Anyway, I can take care of myself but I thought you should know and I thought you should also know Bag of Bones was part of our audience. I don’t know what’s going down with him but, well… whatever it is, you should know.”

He stared at me again and I didn’t mind because I was used to that.

Then he moved straight into rocking my world yet again and I minded that because you never got used to that.

“It’s good you’re not pissed but I am. I f**ked up. I used you last night to help me get somethin’ I needed and doin’ it made you visible which put you where you were this morning. And I don’t like where I put you this morning. That’s on me and I also don’t like that that’s on me. But it happened and right now all I can do is promise you that won’t happen again.”

It was my turn to stare at him.

Then I pointed out, “But, isn’t this whole gig for me to be available to –?”

He shook his head, his arm swung out to the side; he set his coffee down by the TV then crossed his arms on his chest. “I told you when I laid it out for you, none of my shit would blow back on you. This morning, my shit blew back on you.”

“Ty,” I said gently, “it wasn’t that big of a deal.”

“It’s good you think that, Lexie, but I don’t agree.”

I tried to assure him, “He was relatively gentlemanly about it.”

“I don’t give a shit how he was about it. I don’t like the idea of you bein’ out there alone and a man like Navarro thinkin’ he can get in your space. Your space is your space and you get to decide who’s in it. At the very least, Navarro should think your space is my space and I get to decide who’s in it. Either way, he got in your space, that does not make me happy because him doin’ it means I gave you my word and then I broke it.”

“You didn’t break it, Ty. You can’t be responsible for his actions.”

“I tell you to cross your legs often?” he shot back.

I pressed my lips together.

“Right,” he clipped.

I walked the short distance between us and put my hand on his bicep.

“Honey, you aren’t responsible for his actions.”

His chin was in his throat as he stared down at me but he didn’t reply.

“I shouldn’t have said anything,” I muttered, looking away.

But I looked back and that was because I had no choice but to do so when Ty’s big hand cupped my jaw and forced my face to his.

“Don’t keep shit from me,” he ordered quietly.

I nodded and whispered, “Okay.”

“For however long this lasts, you play wife. That’s all you do. You don’t put up with shit from anyone and especially not because of me.”

“Ty, guys hit on women they’re wearing wedding rings or not. What he did was the same thing. Who’s to say that, he didn’t see me last night but saw me at the pool, he wouldn’t have done that anyway?”