Blackout

Chapter 2

Location: Miami, Fl

Code Name: Blackout.

Time: 17:20 hrs Eastern Time

Damn.

One look at my men and I knew the fuckers were thinking the same damn thing.

Tanned olive skin, thick brown hair and hazel eyes. And that body. f**k, she was like a wet dream made into the best f*****g reality I’d ever seen. I spotted her at once through the video feedback on the security cameras we had hacked when we first arrived at the mall. She had given the robbers hell with that mouth of hers. The woman had a nice uppercut too, which was hot as f**k. Whoever she was, she had all the markers of a fine military wife.

Beautiful, sexy as hell and with an adamantium spine.

Mine.

I waited with my men, overseeing that the local authorities could handle the rest of the operation while I tracked her on her way to the ambulance. The firecracker was already giving orders to the paramedics, calling for a blood transfusion and to be ready to prioritize the pregnant woman once they reached the hospital. My eyes followed that perfect ass while she walked, fixing her hair in a messy bun and then jumping inside the ambulance without giving me as much as a second glance.

Mine. She had to be mine before the night was over.

The moment the Chief of Police agreed on proceeding with the operation I was already on my way to our truck, followed close by my men. Blue nodded at me when I lifted two fingers and then moved them to the right. The young cadete opened the back doors of the large truck at once and we all moved swiftly inside, sitting on the black benches and placing our rifles down. 

“The woman with the hazel eyes…” I said at once and all the fuckers halted in the middle of their work, giving me a supplicant look. We were now putting our guns down the floor of the truck, removing our protective gear. I smirked and shook my head at them, “I call dibs on her.”

“s**t!”

“You fucker…”

“Damn it!

“Jackass!”

I didn’t say another word. Calling dibs on a woman was all my brothers needed to know. She was mine now and neither of them would ever try hitting on her. Removing my helmet and running a hand over my short hair I tried to organize in my mind the few hours I’d left in the city. Our next assignment was probably going down before midnight, so I had a couple of hours to kill before being redeployed. That meant I only had one chance of seeing this woman again and inviting her to spend the night with me. No, I wasn’t a completely arrogant lunatic that thought I could have my way with the ladies. Although, I did have my way with the ladies. All the f*****g time. I just didn’t have the time to lose this opportunity. I couldn’t afford it. 

The moment we arrived at the closest military base and filled our documentation to stay for the day I was out. I took only a shower, changed my clothes and nodded my head to Judge. The fucker smirked and shook his head at me, knowing fully well which were my intentions the second I’d seen that woman at the attack. Judge patted my shoulder on my way out and we both nodded at each other in understanding of what needed to be done. He would control the boys in my absence. Hell, I’ve taken enough bullets for all of them to deserve this small reprieve.

Usually we had enough time between deployments to hit a local bar and get some p*****s for the night. I had my fill only last night, before being deployed to Miami. Normally, I would have stayed at the unit and waited patiently to be deployed, but there was something about that woman that intrigued me. Her bravery for once was captivating. She had tried to punch me back then and maybe in any other man she would have succeeded connecting that damn sexy uppercut, but not with me. Her hazel eyes had widened in realization when she saw me, as if she could tell I was a bigger trouble than the one she had just faced.

Shit, just thinking about her had me already hard.

I clenched my jaw and hit the gas pedal of the military jeep I’ve borrowed for the night. It took me only fifteen minutes to get to the hospital where I knew Hazel Eyes and the other civilian woman had been taken. I parked my car in parallel, eyeing the damn stupid parking skills that were shown by the other cars on the block. Was it too damn hard to park a car in the right way? Clenching my jaw again and damn tired of waiting I made my way to the hospital. I pulled my baseball hat down, moving fast between the security cameras and keeping myself as nondescript as I could, given the fact all the other people in this city were f*****g midgets. 

I reached the reception and almost cursed out loud when I realized all the press and the news channels had come to interview the victims of the robbery. The place was packed and no reporter seemed to be leaving any time soon. Fan-f*****g-tastic. Moving fast I reached a staff area, grabbing the ID of a nurse that was passing by with the damn lanyard hanging from her pant’s pockets. If you asked me she was asking to be robbed.

Swiping the ID to the OB department was as easy as breathing. Then I was inside of the hall, my eyes already scanning the place for the one woman I wanted. I found her by the end of the hall, fully engrossed in a phone call. She was still dressed in those damn shorts and her t-shirt was ripped apart. I’ve never seen such a hot woman like her. I studied the straight plane of her back and those gorgeous back dimples that were begging to be hold on tight while I f**k her on fours. There were lines that marked her tight, flat stomach. Goddamn. 

The closest I got to her I gained more clues about who the little firecracker was.

“Abuela, que estoy bien! Nada paso, no te preocupes…” Hmm, Spanish. I knew enough of the language after one too many deployments to understand she was talking to her grandma. Not her parents. They were either dead or not in the picture anymore. Her accent was unblemished. The firecracker had been either born outside of the USA or raised closely by a Spanish speaker. Her grandma perhaps. I couldn’t be completely sure of her accent though. It could be either Dominican or Cuban. Whichever it was, it got me hard just listening to her sweet voice speaking in that enthralling language.

She seemed to feel my nearness by the moment I reached her back. I got one second to check her ass one last time before she turned around, her eyes widening in surprise at seeing me. Up close she was even more beautiful than what I remembered. Long eyelashes, almond shaped eyes, a small nose and that damn mouth would be the death of me. Small but full, puckered lips that appeared to have been bee-stung. Goddamn. She was by far the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen and that was saying a lot. I’d seen quite a few.

“Abuela, necesito colgar. Te quiero,” she finished her call, lifting an eyebrow at me in derision. She passed the phone to a nurse that had been waiting nearby and I realized she might have lost her phone during the attack. After thanking the nurse she turned to me. Her eyes found me before her upper lip curled up in contempt.

She wasn’t impressed by me and that was okay. I was all business either way, no point impressing her now when all I wanted was to impress her somewhere else. Alone preferably. In a bed...or not, that was optional. I was down to wherever the hell she would let me f**k her. That spunk needed to be f****d out of her system. I was the perfect man for the job. She didn’t know it yet, but I was exactly what she needed.

I’d never been one to beat around the bush. I lifted my chin to the nearest exit and then looked down at her.

“If you need to get out of here I can take you away without meeting the press,” I said, keeping my eyes on her face but making a point of arching an eyebrow at the little woman, “It’s whatever you want, firecracker.”

“I don’t know you,” she fought at once, balancing her weight from one leg to the other and staring at me as if she was the queen of the place. By all means she was. The woman’s back was straight like a bow's string and she had this look in her hazel eyes, as if she could see right through me and read me like an open book. I liked that. I liked that even more than I should.  She stared at me as if I was gum under shoe, which amused me because we both knew she couldn’t read me at all. She was only good at pretending she could.

“I saved you this morning,” I reminded her right out of the bat and the queen gave me a half shrug, not impressed at all.

“So?”

“Any other would repay me for saving their life by buying me dinner,” I suggested and she only blinked, not moved by my words at all.

“You are hard as nails, aren’t you?” I asked, more to my amusement than hers.

“I’m not buying you jack,” a nice blow, but it didn’t even scratch me.

“Let me buy you dinner instead,” I said without preambles, never looking away from her eyes, “We need to talk about something.”

“You can talk to me here,” I smirked at that.

“I’m fine with that,” I made a pause, waiting for the two nurses coming our way to pass by our side before dropping the bomb I’d been saving all that time, “Let’s talk about how I want to f**k you six ways from Sunday…”

“Shh!” she was on me the next second, covering my lips with a hand and looking around with terrified eyes. She took a deep breath when the nurses passed by, giggling a bit at me and fanning their eyelashes in my direction. On any other day I would have paid them more attention. Tonight I could only look at the woman standing in front of me. Hell, I would dream about her long after I f****d her. She was damn gorgeous. With a sigh she took a step back and frowned at me, “I don’t think I’m interested in having that type of conversation with you.”

I arched an eyebrow at that, “You don’t think or you don’t know?”

“Is there a difference?”

“Yes.”

She shrugged, not following me, “Please enlighten me.”

“I already told you what I want. You either know you are not interested or you are. No in betweens. Not with me,” I said honestly, “My intentions are clear. Apart from that, I will never take from you against your will. I have enough women at my beck and call as it is.”

She rolled her eyes and goddamn that was hot. No woman had ever rolled her eyes at me like that. Checking the hall one last time she nodded, letting me know she was accepting my offer. Only dinner now, but opinions could change quickly. She had the right to change her mind. I nodded, passing her my hoodie so she could put something over her ripped t-shirt. I wasn’t exactly a gentleman but for the night she was mine, and I was keeping what was mine well protected. In silence she accepted my hoodie and put it over her head. I used the opportunity to check her tight stomach. Was that a belly piercing? Yes, damn, it was. The small diamonds of the belly ring fell over her hard abs. She was fit and tight, gloriously hot and mine for the night.

Goddamn.

I couldn’t wait.