Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(147)

“What?” she asked, smiling at the lady when she handed her her bag.

“Two grand on a pair of boots?”

“Shea, they’re Gucci.”

“Okay?”

“I bought you some shirts, too; the boots were only fifteen hundred.”

“Only? And why are you buying me stuff?” Shea said with an annoyed look on his face, he didn’t like her spending her money on him. He was supposed to spend all his money on her.

“Cause I want to, crabby pants, now come on, there are so many stores I want to hit!”

“I bet, are we gonna be here all day?”

Elli smiled sweetly at him, before running her hand down his chest, over his limp arm that was tapped to his chest, “I think they have an Intimacy here. “

“What’s that?”

“A lingerie store.”

It took Shea two second to comprehend what she was saying, and another second to grab her hand before saying, “Lead the way.”

After dropping more money than Shea needed too, they headed home. When they arrived back at the house, they sat down for dinner with his family. Afterwards, Elli helped with the dishes. When she was done she met Shea up in the room, where he laid on the bed as she went through all her treasures that she bought that day. She had promised to model some of the things for him, so when she got up, locking the door and stripping, he took in his fill.

He loved how she wasn’t shy around him anymore; she was starting to trust him more, which was great. He knew in his heart that she was starting to fall in love with him, she had to be, or he was going to go bat shit crazy.

It was that simple.

Shea watched as she slid the grey lace panties and bra set on that she had gotten at Intimacy. His mouth watered as she slid some knee high grey socks up her legs, before putting on the ridiculous priced boots that she had to have on. They were suede and had a sexy little heel on them, but still--fifteen hundred dollars!?

When she stood up, placing her hands on her hips and looking over at him, with her hair falling down her shoulders over the top of her breast, Shea took in a breath, gawking over the beauty of her body.

Okay, maybe the boots were worth fifteen hundred dollars, because they sure made her ass look amazing.

“Why don’t you bring that sexy ass over here, let me play a little,” he asked as she moved around the room, testing out the boots he guessed.

“No way, I said I would model for you, not let you touch me.”

“Don’t make me get up,” he warned, but all she did was giggle.

“Don’t make me tell your momma.”

“Okay, that’s just dirty.”

Elli smiled sweetly before changing into another lingerie set she had gotten, by the end of her little fashion show, Shea was as hard as a rock, and Elli wasn’t going to help him out at all. All she did was grin, as she left the room to go join his mom downstairs.

“Evil woman!” he yelled as the door shut.

Elli opened it back, smiling over at him before saying, “And you love me just the same.”

Elli shut the door, and he groaned. It was going to be the longest recovery ever and Shea wasn’t sure he was gonna make it. If he had to deal with the nagging of his mother, sister, and girlfriend, he should at least be getting laid while suffering.

Was that too much to ask for?

Shea decided it wasn’t too much, so he got out of bed carefully and marched his ass down stairs. When he entered the kitchen, Elli and his mom sat at the table, looking at some photo albums of course of him, probably naked.

“Okay, this isn’t going to work!” Elli and his mom looked up at him; Elli narrowed her eyes, as Jenna just smiled.

“What honey? I was just showing her some pictures of you in college.” Jenna said sweetly, but he wasn’t going to let her distract him.

“That’s fine! But if I’m gonna be nagged by all you women, I need some kind of release!” Shea complained, causing Elli to turned deep red as her eyes widen.

“Shea!” Elli yelled, as Jenna looked over at her confused, when his mother caught on she high tailed it out of the kitchen with a quick goodnight.

“Shea, really? I was spending some time with your momma! You couldn’t wait until I came back up there?”

“No, I couldn’t. I’m mad as hell, I want you.”

“Shea, you’re being loud!”

“Damn right! I’m pissed off! I want sex.”

“Shea! Jesus!”

Elli stormed by him. When he went to grab her, he tried using the arm that was tapped to his chest, and pain ripped through his body. He almost threw up from the pain. What the hell was he thinking? Elli must have heard him make his sound of distress because she was at his side in a second as he put his hand down, leaning against the counter.

“What happen, are you okay?”

“I tried to grab you with the wrong arm.”

“I mean shit, Shea, this is why you ain’t getting any, not for a while at least,” she said, running her hand up and down his back, he leaned his head down, laying it against the cool of the counter.

Shit, that had hurt. Maybe she was right.

“Okay.”

“Okay, now, come on. Let’s go upstairs.”

He nodded before following her up the stairs. Once inside the room, she helped him get undressed. Shea watched as she carefully removed his shirt, making sure not to touch his arm. “It's just hard being so close to you, and not being able to throw you against the wall and have my way with you.”