All Chapters of Pelican Bay Security: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

"No," I yell getting between the two of them. It isn't the first time I've stepped in between two men throwing punches, but each time I hope it will be the last.Dominick backs off when my hand lands on his chest. "I'll fucking kill you. My sister is the only family I have left. I'll do whatever it takes to protect her. How the fuck dare you ask that question?""Sure looks like something from over here," Elliot says and each of his words are a knife wound. How can he question our connection? I stand on shaky ground, but I thought we agreed over the last few days we were both feeling something more. Had he played me for a fool? Am I the only one who felt something deep in our relationship?Did he lie earlier when he said our relationship wasn't just to learn more information on Dominick?Maybe somewhere along the way I've become a job for him — a damsel in distress he meant to save. Macho good guys like him seem the type. I don't have much experience with the so-called good guys

Okay, I may have been exaggerating in tenth grade. Alex wasn't my soul mate. He was the first boy outside the club I tried to date. As soon as Dominick's dad found out about it, he had the entire motorcycle gang park in the school parking lot and scare him away. As a kid I'd been devastated my soulmate had given me up so quickly, but as an adult I can understand. I'd have run for the hills too.This time is so much worse. I've only been officially dating Elliot for a few days, but it feels like my heart is missing from my chest. There's an enormous gaping hole in the cavity where I should've been still in that new relationship bliss stage. We haven't even made it long enough to fall out of the honeymoon cycle."Well, whatever your problem is, get your shit together. You're an Eckland. We don't take shit sitting.""I'm not an Eckland." My mother and his father never got married officially. We're just family through time and situation. My last name is still very much Howard, and we

"Fine. I'll lock you in," he says with a smile. "Then you can never leave.""Wait... no. That's not what I meant." I let the sentence trail off because maybe it is. Who knows? I don't want to question it with Elliot any longer.The thought of leaving him forever is too hard to bear and I pull his face closer, letting his lips find mine as he steals quick kisses, which I give freely away. Things turn fevered in a heartbeat.He grinds against my body, moving me up in the bed, and I wrap my leg around his hip. His pelvis pushes into my core, rubbing against my jeans and hitting the most delicious places."Fuck, I've missed you."As if he's a gale force wind hitting me at once, passion and tension blooms in my chest. I pull on his shirt to bring him closer, wanting bare skin against my fingers. Yes, I'm still angry and hurt, but now I'm only thinking of ways he can pay me back.I grab onto the fabric at his sides and twist, raking my nails against skin even as it's protected by

Elliot shakes his head, his fingers curving around the handle of his gun. His face pinches together as if he has so much to say, but is staying silent for me.Until he doesn't anymore."Would someone mind telling me what the fuck is going on?"He's not the only one looking for answers. "Me too. Mom said you died in a motorcycle crash. Drove your bike over a mountain ledge one night." She hadn't said he'd been drinking, but I've filled in the blanks for myself as I aged.My father's teeth come together hard making a gnashing sound I hear even from my position. "Yeah well. She thought it would be better than the true story. Easier for both of you to move on rather than wait around on me living only a half-life.""Then what is the true story?" After my mom left Dominick's dad, it was the three of us together. I always believed we never hid any secrets from one another.My father shakes his head and stares at me but looks past me as if he's reliving the memories himself. "She s

"Stand up, Fucker."Elliot scoots away from me as I claw deftly on his leg trying to hold on and keep him close. He turns, not making any sudden movements and puts his body in front of mine to shield me once again from the nasties of life."Let's not do anything drastic, Pete." Elliot takes a step forward with his hand held out defensively.I twist seeing the old man wearing a pair of board shorts, a blue Hawaiian shirt with palm trees, and flip-flops on his feet standing in the middle of the beach. He resembles a tourist who belongs in Florida not a man running a drug ring in Pelican Bay. He sneers at me taking the tension from Elliot for just a moment and waving the gun in his direction as if either of us could forget it's there."She's the only one who can name me. Without her I can pick up shop and start somewhere fresh and there's nothing you can do about it. You guys don't have shit on me.""You're standing in the middle of a public beach during the day, Pete," Elliot t