Without Regret (Pyte/Sentinel #2)(86)

“Yes,” she bit out through clenched teeth. “I have to tinkle, you insensitive bastard!”

He sighed heavily. “Now you’ve gone and hurt my feelings,” he said, sounding even more amused and she decided that she didn’t need to see proof that he was laughing at her, she was going to kick his ass now! She moved to do just that when she was reminded once again that she really needed to go.

“I’m not kidding! I have to go!”

“Fine,” he said, starting to pull over.

“What the hell are you doing?” she asked, watching as cars sped past them.

“Pulling over so that you can use the bathroom. What the hell do you think I’m doing?”

Her jaw dropped as she looked over to her right and spotted the thin woods. For god sake’s she could easily see thirty feet into the woods. There was no way she was going pee on the side of the highway where everyone could see her.

“Not happening.”

“What? I thought you said you to go, so go,” he said, turning in his seat and gesturing for her to get on with it.

She shook her head firmly. “Nope. I want to pee in civilization.”

“Here’s a road, cars, technology,” he said, gesturing a cell phone tower off in the distance. “You can’t get any more civilized than that. Now get your cute little ass out of here and go tinkle.”

“I. Hate. You,” she stressed as she struggled to open the back door.

“Should I come with you so that I can protect you from rabid squirrels?” he asked, laughing, but she didn’t think it was a laughing matter. Oh no, not at all.

She was back in the car with the door slammed shut and locked under five seconds flat. “You bring me somewhere where they have indoor plumbing or so help me when I finally get kickboxing lessons I will come after you and kick your ass!”

Still chuckling and apparently enjoying himself immensely, he pulled back into the first lane and thankfully sped away. When she saw the first billboard announcing a Wal-Mart was only ten miles away she nearly cried with relief. When it looked as though he was going to shoot past it she contemplated manslaughter.

“What are you doing? Get off the exit!” she cried when the exit was fast approaching.

“Fine,” he sighed out heavily as he took the exit.

Minutes later he was pulling into a parking spot near the garden center and she was damn close to bursting.

When he turned in his seat and gestured for her to move her hands closer she could have kissed the man.

The idea of kissing him again had her nearly squirming in her seat so she forced herself to concentrate.

“Use the restroom in the front of the store,” he said as he uncuffed her right hand. “Don’t even think about taking off,” he warned and she would have said a few choice words about the veiled threat, but as soon as the last cuff was off she was out of the vehicle and doing a power walk towards the store. When he yelled at her to slow down she didn’t even bother to look over her shoulder as she gave him a one finger salute.

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Where the hell was everyone, he wondered as he shoved his personal phone in his front pocket and headed towards the restrooms at the front of the store. He called his brother, father, sister, grandmother and even Madison and no one answered. He wasn’t too surprised when Madison didn’t answer. She was pissed at him after all.

The last thing he wanted to do was disappoint Madison, but he really didn’t have much of a choice and in time she’d understand that. He knew that she wanted him to have someone of his own, but she had to realize that there was no way he could accept her if that meant that he had to leave his family behind. That was too much to ask of him. He couldn’t spend the rest of his life worried about his family and helpless to keep them safe.

At least by sending Izzy to an island compound he would never have to worry about her being safe. He could find out how she was doing any minute of the day.

Not that he expected her to talk to him after this. No, he knew the second she was escorted onto the plane that would take her away from everyone and everything that she’d ever known that she would truly hate him.

She might claim to hate him now, but he knew that was bullshit right along with her claiming to like Joshua more than she liked him. If this connection was screwing with her the same way that it was screwing with him then he knew she actually preferred to be around him and that everything in her calmed when he was around and she felt whole.

There was no question that Madison and his father were his best friends, the people he felt most comfortable with, trusted and loved, but he’d never felt this with either one of them. When he was around Izzy he felt comfortable, relaxed, whole and happy. He only met her a few days ago, but he couldn’t help the way he felt, especially since they completed their mating, a mistake he didn’t plan on making again no matter how badly he wanted to sink into her again.

Just thinking about f**king her had his balls pulling tight and his dick filling. Something he didn’t need in the middle of a busy store, he mused and he paused in front of the restrooms and nearly groaned at the “Do not enter” signs posted on each door. Great, just what he needed, he thought as he pulled out his Sentinel phone and scanned his thumb. Twenty seconds later he activated the tracker he’d placed in Izzy’s back pocket the last time he groped her beautiful ass.