Fury
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“I can’t imagine.” He grinned. “No male would dare. It would be tough for him to come onto you with broken hands to prevent him from touching you and a broken jaw to prevent him from speaking to you.”
She laughed. “Oh, don’t give me ideas on what to do that that woman. I can’t wait until she leaves. Thank God it’s going to be soon.”
He laughed. “Yes. Thank your God for that.” His eyes sparkled. “I’ve been promised a hot oil massage. Want to give me one?”
“I’d love to.”
“Not my shoulder,” he growled softly. “And get out of those jeans. I hope you kept your word and aren’t wearing panties.”
“Hey, I promised to burn all of them if you didn’t stop touching me but you stopped that day when Nurse Witch walked in.” Ellie climbed off his lap and took a few steps from the bed. She unzipped her jeans and spread them open. “But I’m not wearing them anyway.”
Fury’s gaze locked on the skin she exposed. He growled and grabbed the bedding, shoving it off. He rose to his feet quickly. Ellie licked her lips as she glanced nervously at the door.
“We need to put a lock on that.”
Fury growled. “She wouldn’t dare.”
Ellie put up a finger. “Hold that thought.” She turned and ran to the small desk. She grabbed the chair and carried it to the door to wedge it under the doorknob. She spun and grabbed her shirt, yanked it over her head, and tossed it to the floor.
“You didn’t burn the bras.” Fury gripped the waist of his sweatpants, shoved them down and kicked them away.
“I had to work. You don’t want me bouncing around in front of other men, do you?”
“I’d have to kill someone who stared at my br**sts.”
Ellie laughed, stepping out of her jeans. “Your br**sts, huh?”
Fury reached her. “Mine.” His hands cupped them. Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Massage first?”
“No. I got to be first last time. Lie down for me, Ellie. You owe me a meal.”
Ellie slipped out of his arms and climbed on the bed. She flipped onto her back and smiled at Fury as he came after her. “If someone interrupts this time, I’m going to have to kill someone.” Fury growled as his hands gripped her thighs, his hands caressing her skin. “I have a gun inside the nightstand drawer.”
Ellie laughed. “You shouldn’t have told me that. I might use it on that nurse.”
Fury winked at her. “I’ll teach you how to fire it later.”
Chapter Eighteen
“No.” Fury growled the words. His dark eyes flashed rage.
Ellie watched him grimly. “Justice stated it was important. The public wants to see me and make sure that we’re fine now. I could tell them you’re doing well and healing.”
“No.” Fury crossed his arms over his chest.
Ellie took her hand off the lower portion of the phone. “He won’t allow it, Justice. I’m sorry.”
Ellie listened and then hung up. She sat down on the edge of the bed. “He understands and he’ll just release a press statement from us. He said someone would bring it by later for our approval, before tonight when it’s released.”
“I don’t care what it says. Call him back and tell him to say whatever he thinks needs to be said. I trust his judgment.”
“Fine.” Ellie hesitated. “Why don’t you want me to talk to reporters?”
“You aren’t going anywhere out there. Someone shot at you. I am not going to allow you to be a target again.”
Her anger eased. “You’re worried about me.”
“I always worry about you. It’s my job to protect you and that means I won’t allow anyone to make target practice out of you again.”
“Okay.”
“Okay? You are complying? No argument?” He didn’t look completely convinced. “You won’t go behind my back to talk to the reporters, will you?”
“I already told Justice no. I’d never do that anyway.” Ellie frowned at him.
“You don’t like me telling you what to do.”
She shrugged. “I know it’s because you are worried about me and you have reason for it since you were shot twice the last time we were in front of reporters.”
Fury relaxed on the bed. “Thank you.” His tone roughened.
“It’s time to change your bandages and give you your medications,” Belinda said as she walked into the bedroom carrying her medical bag.
Annoyance rolled through Ellie. She made a face at Fury to show him her thoughts but then stood. “I think I’ll go take a shower.”
“Hurry back.”
Ellie shot a dirty look at the nurse as she walked into the bathroom. Belinda ignored the fact Ellie existed. It had been that way since Fury had yelled at the nurse. No one had walked into their bedroom again once the door closed though. Ellie stripped out of her clothes and adjusted the water. She was tired and it had been a long day at work.
A loud sigh passed her lips when she stepped under the hot spray of water. She closed her eyes, tried to relax and just enjoy the moment.
Her mind drifted to work, though, immediately. One of the human security guards had done a walkthrough of the dorm and had surprised one of the small New Species women. She’d had a screaming fit the second she’d encountered him inside the kitchen.
She laughed. “Oh, don’t give me ideas on what to do that that woman. I can’t wait until she leaves. Thank God it’s going to be soon.”
He laughed. “Yes. Thank your God for that.” His eyes sparkled. “I’ve been promised a hot oil massage. Want to give me one?”
“I’d love to.”
“Not my shoulder,” he growled softly. “And get out of those jeans. I hope you kept your word and aren’t wearing panties.”
“Hey, I promised to burn all of them if you didn’t stop touching me but you stopped that day when Nurse Witch walked in.” Ellie climbed off his lap and took a few steps from the bed. She unzipped her jeans and spread them open. “But I’m not wearing them anyway.”
Fury’s gaze locked on the skin she exposed. He growled and grabbed the bedding, shoving it off. He rose to his feet quickly. Ellie licked her lips as she glanced nervously at the door.
“We need to put a lock on that.”
Fury growled. “She wouldn’t dare.”
Ellie put up a finger. “Hold that thought.” She turned and ran to the small desk. She grabbed the chair and carried it to the door to wedge it under the doorknob. She spun and grabbed her shirt, yanked it over her head, and tossed it to the floor.
“You didn’t burn the bras.” Fury gripped the waist of his sweatpants, shoved them down and kicked them away.
“I had to work. You don’t want me bouncing around in front of other men, do you?”
“I’d have to kill someone who stared at my br**sts.”
Ellie laughed, stepping out of her jeans. “Your br**sts, huh?”
Fury reached her. “Mine.” His hands cupped them. Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Massage first?”
“No. I got to be first last time. Lie down for me, Ellie. You owe me a meal.”
Ellie slipped out of his arms and climbed on the bed. She flipped onto her back and smiled at Fury as he came after her. “If someone interrupts this time, I’m going to have to kill someone.” Fury growled as his hands gripped her thighs, his hands caressing her skin. “I have a gun inside the nightstand drawer.”
Ellie laughed. “You shouldn’t have told me that. I might use it on that nurse.”
Fury winked at her. “I’ll teach you how to fire it later.”
Chapter Eighteen
“No.” Fury growled the words. His dark eyes flashed rage.
Ellie watched him grimly. “Justice stated it was important. The public wants to see me and make sure that we’re fine now. I could tell them you’re doing well and healing.”
“No.” Fury crossed his arms over his chest.
Ellie took her hand off the lower portion of the phone. “He won’t allow it, Justice. I’m sorry.”
Ellie listened and then hung up. She sat down on the edge of the bed. “He understands and he’ll just release a press statement from us. He said someone would bring it by later for our approval, before tonight when it’s released.”
“I don’t care what it says. Call him back and tell him to say whatever he thinks needs to be said. I trust his judgment.”
“Fine.” Ellie hesitated. “Why don’t you want me to talk to reporters?”
“You aren’t going anywhere out there. Someone shot at you. I am not going to allow you to be a target again.”
Her anger eased. “You’re worried about me.”
“I always worry about you. It’s my job to protect you and that means I won’t allow anyone to make target practice out of you again.”
“Okay.”
“Okay? You are complying? No argument?” He didn’t look completely convinced. “You won’t go behind my back to talk to the reporters, will you?”
“I already told Justice no. I’d never do that anyway.” Ellie frowned at him.
“You don’t like me telling you what to do.”
She shrugged. “I know it’s because you are worried about me and you have reason for it since you were shot twice the last time we were in front of reporters.”
Fury relaxed on the bed. “Thank you.” His tone roughened.
“It’s time to change your bandages and give you your medications,” Belinda said as she walked into the bedroom carrying her medical bag.
Annoyance rolled through Ellie. She made a face at Fury to show him her thoughts but then stood. “I think I’ll go take a shower.”
“Hurry back.”
Ellie shot a dirty look at the nurse as she walked into the bathroom. Belinda ignored the fact Ellie existed. It had been that way since Fury had yelled at the nurse. No one had walked into their bedroom again once the door closed though. Ellie stripped out of her clothes and adjusted the water. She was tired and it had been a long day at work.
A loud sigh passed her lips when she stepped under the hot spray of water. She closed her eyes, tried to relax and just enjoy the moment.
Her mind drifted to work, though, immediately. One of the human security guards had done a walkthrough of the dorm and had surprised one of the small New Species women. She’d had a screaming fit the second she’d encountered him inside the kitchen.
