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Elijah opened the door for me, and we walked out. Suddenly, Elijah turned and his strong hand bumped into mine. Elijah’s fingers slid over mine, warmth flowing freely from him to me. I said nothing as he intertwined our fingers as we walked to the car. I studied the of side his face, heart on my sleeve, as he walked me around the truck and opened the door for me. It was like he was easing me into something. My pulse sped up as I got in. When I turned, Elijah was still there, only closer.
“I’ve got to head to my other parlor, so I won’t be able to take you to work this week.”
I couldn’t mask my disappointment. “Oh.” I waved my hand in the air. “It wasn’t your job to take me. My parents don’t mind doing it.”
He placed his hand on my knee, his thumb rubbing across it. “I want you all to come to my house when I get back next weekend. I’ll order some takeout and let Lucy pick us a movie.”
I would have smiled if he weren’t touching me, but all I could think of was his hand on me. “Hadley?”
Locking eyes with his, I whispered, “Why are you so sweet?”
His hand cupped my knee firmly, possessively. “You’re the only one that would call me that. That’s not a word someone would use to describe me.”
“You are though.”
“Only for you and yours.”
“Elijah…”
His gaze fell on my lips. He swallowed hard and drew in a deep, pained breath before he turned away. “Let’s get you home.”
My rattled brain wanted me to reply, Let’s get you inside me. The idea frightened me yet cemented itself in my head. These thoughts were unlike me. I was so tuned to him at that moment I felt magnetic.
Panting hard and feeling achy, Elijah drove me home. I briefly thought of the painting and Elijah… Next to me… His tattoos… Naked… Wanting me…pushing inside of me.
Elijah, you’re suffocating me with your firm gentleness.I truly believed him when he said that he liked spending time with us. It wasn’t about getting into my pants with him, but lately…I thought maybe, he wanted me as more than a friend. With Elijah, I thought I could trust him with my body and heart.
Maybe I was reading him wrong. The monster didn’t want me. There was no way he could feel like I did and not do anything.
