“Well James, you might be advised as to who she belongs to.” Micah grimly adds with a slight lean of his head in my direction.
Taking the challenge to Micah, he replies. “Is that right? Do I dare ask?”
“Now James, let’s not upset Micah. He’s most protective of his girl.” Matt chuckles with a laugh but is eyeing his brother just to make sure he wont need to break up a fight.
I must be staring like an idiot because Matt sighs waving his hand to get my attention. “Don’t worry Elsa, James goes way back with us. Old friend,” Matt then looks back to his dear old friend. “You may not stay Micah’s friend if you do not take your eyes off of her.”
My mouth falls open when Micah steps behind me, pulling me against him. Slowly turning me around, he cusps my jaw in each hand and lays a kiss on me that damn near melts my panties. Wanting it to go longer than it should in a place of business, Micah opens and thrusts his tongue inside of my mouth. I do the only thing I can, I hang on for dear life. I forget we have company because as soon as his lips caress mine… I’m a goner.
“Oh for fuck’s sake Micah, I get the picture.” James huffs.
Breaking the kiss, he gives me one last peck on the lips. Keeping his eyes trained on me, he speaks to James. “Make sure you get that loud and clear James, this pretty girl is mine.”
Micah then winks letting me know all is okay. He may be, but I sure as hell am anything but, I’m frustrated, embarrassed, and now my panties feel like they are on fire.
Sitting, I run my fingers through my hair, messing it up more than it already is.
Matt slaps his hand against the counter twice “And this is why working with her is going to be so much fun. I’m taking bets on how soon before Micah loses his shit and beats one of our clients, or better yet, how soon it will take Elsa to beat a bitch who is in heat for my dearest brother.” His face is bright a shade of red, actually enjoying this nonsense.
Slapping James on the back, all three walk down the hall chatting and sharing laughs. “Either way, it’s pure entertainment. But mostly she knows her shit, and we need the help.” Matt turns around looking back at me with that sexy as hell smile of his.
“Love you, Elsa girl.”
Yeah. Such a smart ass.
“Hey Elsa, can you help me a minute?” Trevor breaks up the awkward moment, wanting me to come to his office.
“Um, sure whatever I can do.” I happily get up and walk to his office.
“Do you think we could find a way to organize these orders with the equipment that has come in, and then organize it based on their appointments? I’m so behind, and could use the help.”
Eyeing the stacks of papers on his desk, it’s no wonder he’s confused and behind on work. Not only papers, there are boxes opened and a few unopened. I’m not sure how the hell they kept it all straight this long.
“Sure, bring them up to me and tell me what pile to organize them in.”
He mouths ‘thank-you’ while gathering up the papers.
“How the hell did you ever get any work accomplished?” I ask looking briefly at the stacks of paper.
“I didn’t, but you are the saving grace I have been praying for.” He says, with his hands laced together like he’s praying when a few papers fall to the floor. We both end up laughing.
By the end of the day, order has been restored and I’m super impressed I got it done. The loose papers are filed and labeled. I’m marking names on few of the boxes of equipment when I notice Matt approaching me.
“Holy crap you have been busy today. Run away with me now, Elsa. Leave my brother for the younger, better looking Taylor.” His sexy eyes sparkle as he crosses his fingers.
“You never give up, do ya?” I can’t take him seriously, he just cracks me the hell up. I love him all the more for it, because he brightens my day. Just like a brother!
“Me,” he says pointing a finger at his chest. “Never, it’s too funny to watch my brother get pissed off at me flirting with you.” His humorous smirk fades the instant Micah comes up to stand behind him.
A loud huff escapes his lips before he rolls his eyes at his brother. “Still hitting on my girl, I see.”
Matt happily agrees. “You know it, one day she will see for herself. I’m just better looking than you.” He adjusts his shirt and ducks out of arm’s length of his brother. Good idea, considering Micah is bigger than Matt. Never know when Micah might throw a right hook, jokingly of course.
While I enjoy this fun banter between them, I throw my hands in the air. “You two. I swear, one day, I might turn lesbo and leave ya both.” Figure I might as well have some fun myself.
Suddenly a loud laugh comes out of nowhere. “Oh shit, that one burned.” Trevor walks up throwing his head back, laughing as if that was the funniest things he’s heard in a while.
“Well I, for one, am glad the day is over. El, my love, let’s get out of here.” Rolling his shoulders, Micah looks tense, he totally disregards my attempt at humor.
“Sore shoulders?” I ask.
“Yeah, want to rub them for me?” Micah walks to me and wraps me in a hug.
“Oh Jesus, you two never quit.” Matt uses his hands to break up the sexy gaze between his brother and me. “Hey, that reminds me, I got a call from Tyler.” He snaps his fingers like he totally forgot.
The instant that name leaves Matt’s lips, I tense up and my eyes freeze on Micah. I notice his body stiffens, as well.
“What did he find out?” Micah quietly asks, no emotion behind his words. I realize he might be just as nervous as I am with Tyler finding Michael.
“Not much,” Matt says with a shoulder shrug. “He will stop by soon if he gets any more information.”
“Did he find anything?” This time it’s me asking.
“Yeah, I guess the town you had him in was small enough, so he quickly found the building of public records. Found the day Elsa gave birth, lucky for him, even though the records were sealed, he got the information he needed to start with. Catholic Charities was not much help, but he has resources. We’ll see.” He says with a shoulder shrug.
Sitting here listening to the possibility of us getting closer to finding out where our little boy may be living upsets my stomach. The sudden retching of it sends me barreling to the bathroom to toss my lunch.
“Baby.” Micah gently knocks on the door. I can tell by his voice, he’s more than concerned.
Opening the door, my eyes rest on a worried looking Micah while Matt’s pacing in the other room. Micah kisses my head as I walk out. There are no words to describe how I’m feeling. On one hand, I want to know where my baby is, how he’s doing. On the other hand, I’m scared of what it will do for my already fragile heart.
“I’m okay.” Whispering to Micah. He sways us back and forth, I try to reassure him.
Matt tenses and hesitantly approaches us. “Elsa, are you okay with Tyler trying to find him?” He just comes right out and asks. To be honest, it’s rather nice he’s thinking of my feelings when he’s got his own to contend with.
Micah stops rocking us so we both can face his brother.
I sigh, not knowing what to say. “I’m not sure, Matt. Don’t get me wrong, I would love nothing more than to find him, but then what? It changes nothing. He’s been adopted into a family. I just don’t see a happy ending here. It’s selfish on my part, I had to give him up once and doing it again might just kill me.” In all honesty, it will.
Fingers tighten around my shoulders when Micah’s hands freeze. Knowing how badly he wants to see his son, but knowing it won’t change a damn thing hurts me and him beyond belief. I can’t tell them not to try to find our son, this is his right, after all. I can’t deny him what he wants.