Paxton's Promise (Gloves Off #3)(21)

Paxton reached for me and pulled me into his arms. “Whatever you do, don’t go to your apartment by yourself. Whoever this person is, they know where you live. Do not go there unless someone else is with you.”

Breathing him in, I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes. “I won’t.”

“I’ll do what I have to do to keep you safe. I can promise you that.”

“And you always keep your promises, right?” I teased.

He kissed the top of my head. “You’re damn right. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

To get my mind off of black flowers and feelings of doom, I lowered my hand and rubbed him through his jeans.

Groaning, he lowered his mouth to my neck and bit down. “You’re killing me, sunshine. I wouldn’t start something you can’t finish.”

I scoffed. “Who said I can’t finish it?”

Sliding my yoga pants and underwear to the floor, I stepped out of them and lifted my tank top over my head. Paxton raked his gaze down my body and licked his lips. “You’re honestly trying to kill me.” He picked me up in his arms and slammed me down on the hood of one of his cars. I yelped when I felt the hood dent with my weight.

He laughed and lowered his jeans to the floor. “Don’t worry about it, sunshine. Every time I look at this car, I’m going to remember I f*cked you on it.”

Grabbing my thighs, he pulled me down to the edge of the car and I wrapped my legs around him, ready for him to take me. He plunged inside and reached behind me to hold me up so that I wasn’t sliding all over the car. Burying his face between my breasts, he kissed and sucked them greedily, pulling on my nipples with his teeth. He learned pretty quickly last night, playing with my tits was definitely the way to get me wet.

Pumping hard, he pushed inside of me dangerously deep, until I couldn’t hold off any longer. Instead of crying out at the height of my orgasm, I bit down on his shoulder and raked my nails down his back. Growling, he gripped my hips hard and held me down onto him while he spilled every bit of him inside me.

Breathing hard, he pulled back and had the hugest grin on his face. “I have to say that was a first for me. I’ve never had sex with a girl on a car before.”

“Me either. With a girl, I mean . . .” I giggled.

“Ooh. Now that’s something I’d like to see,” he teased. I smacked him and he pulled out of me so he could get my pants and tank top from the floor. Helping me off the car, he handed them to me and chuckled. “I’ll tell you what. Why don’t we do something today? No working out, no cars . . . just me and you. And tonight, we can eat dinner out on the beach again. Does that sound good?”

I slipped on my pants and tank top. “It sounds like heaven. Just as long as we can eat something fattening. A pizza would be good, followed by some Ben and Jerry’s.”

Smiling, he waltzed over to his tools and started putting them away. “I think I can live with that. Do you want to go in and take a shower before we go? There’s a place on the pier that serves a killer breakfast. I can take you there.”

Spending a day at the beach was going to be amazing. For the past couple of months, I’d devoted everything to working out and training for fights. I forgot what it felt like to actually enjoy life and the things around me. Paxton was helping me see all of that. Bouncing with excitement, I grinned and backed out of the garage. The day had just started and it’d already turned into the best one yet.





BY THE TIME I got out of the shower and threw on some clothes, Paxton finally made it inside and rushed to get cleaned up. Since we were going to be out on the beach, I braided my hair down the side so it wouldn’t get in my way with the California breeze. Looking around my room, I didn’t know if I should pack up my clothes and move into Pax’s, or if I should just wait. I only had a week left to spend with him before our deal was up. I wonder what we’ll do when our time is up . . .

My phone ringing broke me out of my trance and when I looked down at it, I groaned. It was my agent, Garrett Wells. He wanted me to take the movie deal and I hated telling him I wasn’t interested, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Not to mention, I’d have to leave for filming and right now I didn’t want to leave for weeks at a time. Was it because of Paxton? Maybe a little. Okay, so maybe a lot, but I wasn’t going to tell Garrett that.

“Hey, Garrett,” I answered.

“Why haven’t you called me back?” he scolded. “I have so much shit to tell you, I don’t even know where to begin.”

“Try starting from the beginning.”

“Ha-ha, very funny, Gabby. First, have you decided on accepting the movie offer? They really want you.”

Biting my lip, I sat down on my bed and sighed. “Garrett, I know you want me to do it, but I don’t think I’m ready for something of that size. I don’t want to make a fool of myself if my acting sucks. I’d rather concentrate on my fighting career.”

He huffed. “I had a feeling you’d say that. You’re still young, so there are plenty of opportunities for you . . . which brings me to my next question. Allie Portman has asked to fight you. What do you say about that?”

Jumping to my feet, I gasped and started pacing the floor. I can’t believe this shit. This is huge. Allie Portman was the current female Bantamweight champion. She was a force to be reckoned with in the ring. I’d never fought her, but I knew if I kept fighting there would come a time when I’d face her. About that time, Paxton walked out of his room and into mine, watching me with furrowed brows.