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And the next three mornings and evenings Ty had been to Tanesha’s room had yielded the same results. With Tanesha raining insults on him and he admiring her more and more. On his evening visits, she didn’t talk much. Ty was okay with simply standing with his arms folded across his broad chest and watching Tanesha for those few minutes. Once, Tanesha had commented in an unintentionally funny way that she wasn’t an animal in some zoo. Ty had burst into laughter before he could check himself. Tanesha tried to hide her answering smile but not before Ty had seen it. He thought she was fucking adorable.
Ty began to look forward to those short visits. There were times Tanesha actually managed to not sound angry. Ty had a feeling she also looked forward to his short visits but knew she would never admit it. He didn’t care. Just seeing her was okay for him. And why wouldn’t it be, Ty asked himself. She was beautiful, intelligent, and sexy as all fuck…every hot-blooded straight man’s dream. Ty definitely wasn’t immune. His charge got him hot and bothered which sometimes worried him. He knew he had to be very careful but whenever he was in her presence, all caution evaporated into thin air.
For the next two days after Ty’s four-day morning and evening visits, he didn’t see Tanesha at all. He had a lot of work to do. Though the main negotiation was between Former Prime Minister Ashton and his advisors on one hand, and the bastard who was blackmailing him and his advisors on another hand, Ty was supposed to be part via phone, in order to chip in with what he could and intended to do to Tanesha. The bastards called his part a ‘gentle reminder’.
It was nauseating, describing in detail how he intended to cut bits and pieces of Tanesha’s body. At a point, Tanesha’s father had broken protocol and addressed Ty directly, pleading with him to return his daughter unharmed. The man had broken down and cried like a baby. It was all Ty could do not to hang up. He’d gripped the receiver so tightly his knuckles had turned white. Trust his people not to tell the man that Skull was actually on his side, Ty thought grimly.
He could imagine how crazy his own dad would be if his only sister, Thea, or even him or his brother, Theo were in the same situation as Tanesha. His father would definitely die of a heart attack. Ty didn’t even want to think about something like that ever happening to his seventeen-year-old twin siblings. If only Tanesha’s father could be told that he was keeping an eye on her daughter to ease his misery, Ty thought frustrated. But that was not how the Arrowheads operated.
Only a selected few knew about their missions and how they executed them. If only he could end everything by killing everyone and taking Tanesha home right then, he would in a blink, Ty thought miserably. But he knew he couldn’t. Not until he got the face behind the name, Ghost, and the authorities got everyone in the Jamaican government who was part of the wicked plot.
On the second evening of the two-day intense negotiation, an angry and frustrated Ty stepped out of his room to go for a run…to somehow work off his frustrations. The Island was beautiful. If his mission on the Island hadn’t been so warped, he would have enjoyed the serene gift of nature. After his run, he went for a quick swim before returning to the house. Some of the morons were watching TV in the hall. Ty decided to go round the house…see that nothing was out of place.
When Ty got to the corridor in front of Tanesha’s room, he heard it…the most beautiful voice ever. Ty went to stand at Tanesha’s door and listened as she sang her heart out. He caught the chorus, ‘There’s so many ways to die’ and wondered who sang that beautiful song. Ty unlocked the door and entered before he even knew what he was doing.
Tanesha was sitting on her mattress when Ty entered. God, he’d missed her. She turned to look at the door when it opened and faltered when her heart started beating faster. Skull! She hadn’t seen him in about two days, and would kill herself before admitting to anyone but…she’d missed him. Though Polks and Shark had told her to get ready to be punished by Skull and had therefore been expecting him to start his planned torture, she’d missed seeing Skull’s face in her room.
Tanesha almost stopped singing but told herself she wasn’t going to stop singing her favourite Jean English song simply because Skull was in her room to probably tell her to stop disturbing his peace with her singing. In fact, he could kiss her natural-born black arse, Tanesha thought to herself, stubbornly. She kept right on singing. Even when Skull got closer to her, and she automatically got off the bed to stand against the wall, she didn’t stop singing.
And when Skull reached out to touch her face, a delicious shiver flashed through her body, making her close her eyes… but she went right on singing. When he interlaced his left fingers with her right ones, Tanesha didn’t pull away. Being that close to Skull surprisingly felt so damn good. There was nothing threatening about that closeness. It amazed Tanesha to no end but she actually felt safe around Skull.
Ty’s hand slipped from Tanesha’s face down to the small of her back. Then he drew her to him and pressed his temple to hers. Then slowly, they swayed to the song, not even stopping when Tanesha began humming instead. It felt as though they were wrapped in a cocoon, within where they only had each other. Even when Tanesha stopped humming, they still swayed together, enjoying the closeness and warmth of each other’s bodies. And when their lips found each other’s, it seemed like the most natural thing. It was the sweetest and gentlest of kisses. There was a touch of shyness and hesitancy about Tanesha that made Ty burn with need. Soon she unfurled, curving her body into Ty’s, seeking more of that firm but surprisingly soft lips.
Ty fought to keep the kiss light but the little control he had, went out of the window when Tanesha gave the most erotic moan and melted completely against him. With a groan Ty tightened his arm around Tanesha’s tiny waist and deepened the kiss, entering her mouth with a ravaging thrust of his tongue. Moaning brokenly, Tanesha opened to him, meeting his seeking tongue tentatively with hers.
A growl tore out of Ty’s throat as he urged Tanesha to open even wider for him. She tasted even better than she looked, Ty couldn’t help but think as he kissed her hungrily. He’d never been as hard as he was at that very moment. His hot, wet tongue stroked deep, licking, tasting, and swirling erotically around hers, causing goosebumps to spread in a wave over Tanesha’s skin.
Tanesha moaned lustfully as her tongue tangled with Skull’s, drawing him deeper and allowing him to ravish her mouth. She had been kissed before…by two different guys to be precise…but neither felt even close to what Skull’s was doing to her. It was absolutely mind-blowing.