Chapter 42

Sarra ate two servings, their conversations covering everything except the case. More than once she caught herself staring Damn this man was easy to to look at.

"Physical therapy and special need kids,"He was saying. she dreams of doing it all on horseback.---stable." This was sister she lived in Kentucky.

"Its just the two of you?" Sarra asked they already went through their family tree.

"I have a brother Mitch.. he is a photojournalist. J.M Fuller."

Her eyes bugged out.

"Ah you have heard of him.?"

"Wow you have a famous brother. I have seen his books. and I attended one of his exhibitions for aids foundation once. with the photo's from south Africa."

"That is him. Righteous do good er, champion of every under dog. and great revealing of government fuck ups."

"I take it y'all are not close?"

"Mitch and I live by different motto's He looks at something broke and can't leave it alone. he has to get in there and fix it. Change the world. that is his motto."

"What is yours?"

"Fuck the world. It can't be fixed."

Sarra looked at him."I don't believe you.'

He picked up the dishes"Then ask Mitch, he said dumping the dishes in the sink. He almost died in Iraq last month because I was working as a doberman for two operations and never bothered to find out what they were operating It was a bomb by the way. They stole a sentry helicopter, killed thirteen people and messed Mitch up pretty bad. But hey Fuck it."

"Oh god Brian. Sarra studied the harsh lines of his face."I don't think you are doing to well sticking to your motto now."

A split second of surprise then one dark brow rose."Your fault."

Sarra hoped so so, but she shied away from saying it. She had a feeling he had just gave her something dear. But it also reminded her off all he hadn't shared."Nancy said you were married to her sister."

"Lorra" He said.and the tendons in his throat contracted."We are divorced."

Sarra waited reminded herself she had no business asking, and asked anyway,"What happened?

He walked over and stood one foot away his gaze boring into hers "She kept secrets from me. Shut me out. and when I wasn't there she decided she could handle things herself."

Sarra swallowed."Oh."

'Oh" he echoed. That is all you have to say?"

She stepped back "What do you want me to say?" gee, Brian I am sorry I tried to handle things myself. Or gee Brian I promise that if you are not answering your phone I will sit quietly and wait for you."

"That would be a start."

She blew out a breath."Look I am sorry I worried you by taking off with Abby. It is not like I was unprepared. I had guns and I have done alot of training,  can defend mys---

He moved like lightning, her spine suddenly slamming against his chest. her throat beneath his for arm. she started to strike, But his free hand wrenched her arm to the middle of her back. Pain lanced through her shoulder,

"You are a kick boxer."He said against her ear,"That's something they do in rings, for show. like wwe Its not real."

"Let go of me." She croaked. she could barely breath.

"Two mins. he said "Two min of this and you are out cold.. Three and your tied up in the trunk of my car. Or if I am in a hurry I could just snap your neck and be done in three seconds."

Sarra wheezed, her knees going soft. and just that fast her lungs expanded again.

"You bastard" she said. heaving in oxygen. He relaxed his grip enough to allow air back into her lungs but not enough to free her."Let go of me" she rasped.

"Get out of it. he said."You think you are so tough get out of it."

Think, Think.She was barefoot and he wasn't so his instep was no good.. He held her to close to kick him in the balls.and if she went for the eyeballs or ears he would see it coming.Flipping him was out of the question, with her left arm in that position. he would dislocate her shoulder.

But the knee cap.. a hard heel jab, from virtually any angle.. would hurt like hell. and would at least push him back for enough for a round house for the throat.

She inhaled and just as she moved her foot his ankle popped up and tangled her legs. she fell face down into the floor.

"I was careful not to break your leg just now." he said his breath against her ear."That is because I am trying not to hurt you. Brandon wouldn't bother with that consideration.:"

Brandon isn't as big as you." she muttered against the floor.

"He has a cruel streak and a sick need for vengeance.His insanity will take him alot further than karate will take you."

"Then what do you suggest?" when he jerked her up.he pulled her up on the carpet in the living room and moved the coffee table. and shoved the chair.

"Forget your training.he said,"Fight dirty."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you have been learning how to get away from an attacker. what you need to learn is how to kill one."

"That is why I have a gun."

"And it will be in your purse when you need it."

More gently now he turned her around in the same position he held her in a moment earlier. her left arm pinned behind her back and his right fore arm crossing her chest and throat."You still have a free hand right now. For get using it to disable me use it to kill me."

"I don't understand?"

"Hold up your hand, palm in, and flex your wrist. He shaped her hand with his."Curl the tips of your fingers down tight so the heel of your hand is your weapon."

she did

"Now jab the heel of your hand under my nose, and up. Do it hard enough and the bones will spinter in your brain."

"Lovely."

"Yes. and it will save your life while he is expecting you to go for his knee caps."

Sarra went through the motions tentative at first then with greater speed and agility each time Brian made her practice it. By the 5th time she was gasping for air."That is enough I got it."

"You don't but it is a start."

she made a move that should of taken him by surprise and wound up on the floor on her back. Brian straddled her hips pinning her wrist on both sides of her face.

"Dammit" she said."You are good."

"So are you. But you have been taught rules. Brandon won't follow them." He glanced at their positions and an expression seemed half pained. half pleasure.he muttered a curse word and went still."From here what would you do?"he asked."Tell me."

His face only inches away. His upper body brushing her breast his crotch grinding into her pelvis.With no small degree of astonishment Sarra she wasn't afraid. The streanghth the heat in his frame were a source of comfort and pleasure. Not fear. "I would let you maul me for a second then I would bite off your tongue."

A flicker of amusement crossed his features."No that is letting him go to far."

"You have a better Idea?"

"Smash your forehead into my face."

Sarra Blinked." are you serious?"

"Deadly."

"I will crack my skull."

"The only skull that will crack is the skull not ready for the impact. You will be the only one ready because when a man has you in this position he is already thinking with his dick.But for gods sake don't wiggle." he said squeezing his eyes closed for a second."You will only feed the flame..Crack his nose with your head and he will either roll off from the pain or straighten enough to free your wrist. But you have to be ready yourself. Use some of that focus and control you learned in Muay Thai."

Intrigued, feeling cosseted yet strangely powerful Sarra went through the motions. He mimicked the fall out, and when she started to scramble away he said."No stay. with it never believe your last hit was the final one until you know he is really down. otherwise You are likely to get shot. Come after me again."

It was like a workout Sarra had never experienced, Forget scream,disable and run. Brian;s philosophy was alot simpler. Kill.

Thirty mins later Sarra lay on the floor catching her breath ,Brian stretched out beside her ."Not bad" he said, dragging his finger along her arm.

"Good now lets talk about my gun."

A single dark brow rose."what about it?"

"I want my gun back."

"All right Tomorrow morning I will take you to the shooting range if you prove you can shoot I will give it back."

"Who the hell put you in charge?"

"You did. when you asked for my help."

"I never asked you to treat me like a child."she grumbled sitting up.

She didn't get very far. Brian rolled her beneath him. It was a deep kiss.and very very thorough his mouth claimed every breath his hands, his hands were everywhere.and by the time he stopped Sarra felt as if her body had dissolved in a pool of shuddering raw sensation.

He pulled back. and Sarra arched some more. He ran his fingertips over her lips."Is that adult enough for you?"

"I don't know she said pulling him down "And this time I will pay better attention...

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