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“You should have a drink with me. Unwind for a change.” He winks before taking a step towards me, crowding me in my much too-small kitchen. I glare at him and he laughs, the sound unexpectedly warming me.
Inspecting the teacup, I scowl.
The bastard had chipped it.
“You broke it.” I frown at him.
“Well, maybe you shouldn't give me things that are so easy to break.” He smiles, the movement not quite reaching his eyes as he looks at me. His hand reaches for me and I notice a bloodied bandage wrapped around it. His fingers brush my cheek, his touch surprisingly soft, and I hold my breath as his calloused fingertips caress the bruised skin beneath my eye.
“My bruised pixie.” He slurs and I realize with certainty that these weren't the first drinks he’s had tonight.
“Are you drunk?” I ask, my cheeks turning red with anger.
“My fiery pixie.” He corrects laughing at himself and I mentally kick myself for the way my stomach flutters at the sound.
“And what happened to your hand?” I say reaching for the bloodied bandage wrapped around his palm.
Was that a dinner napkin it was wrapped with?
The smile falls off his face at the question and he shrugs out of my grip.
“Nothing a pretty little face like you needs to worry about.” His statement echoes in my head and I wonder if he’s mocking me and my bruises for he and I both know I was anything but beautiful at the moment.
I was broken and battered. A rescue boat stranded in the middle of the sea with nothing but a torn Target bag to use as a white flag of surrender.
And yet Kaleb was here. Standing in front of me. Looking at me and not looking away.
I wondered why he was still here. Why was he really here? Didn't he not want to be trapped in the tower? Didn't he realize that if he stayed longer he would be at risk of sacrificing his own freedom? My life was a curse only me and my mom knew how to run from. I didn't have the room in my heart for extra baggage that came in the shape of black timberland wearing Flynn Riders.
And then one of my worst nightmares comes alive as a moaning sound fills the room and I realize with horror that I must have left my vampire tv show on in my haste to see who was pounding down my door.
Kaleb looks at me and before I can so much as blink he's running across the room and I’m following him like a lost puppy, trying to get a hold of his dress shirt in a vain attempt to stop him.
Who knew someone could run so bloody fast in clunky combat boots?
“My my Blondie, what do we have here?” He asks without taking his eyes off the screen.
He's already sprawled across with my laptop settled comfortably in his lap. Two vampires are currently getting it on and I blush.
“Nothing! It's nothing!” I yell at him while making a frantic grab for my laptop.
But Kaleb, being the obnoxious bastard that he is, holds the laptop just out of my reach.
Tall bastard.
Normally I would be revealing in my favorite characters getting back together and having crazy makeup sex but something about Kaleb discovering my guilty pleasure makes my skin turn pink.
Another moan fills the space and I turn my head away in embarrassment at the same time Kaleb covers my eyes with his hand,
“Don't look Blondie, it's getting far too steamy for your sheltered eyes.” I scoff before peeling his bloody hand off my eyes.
Kaleb looks at me then and winks,
“My naughty little Blondie. Filling your head these days with smutty vampires I see?” Embarrassed, I smack the side of his curly-haired head before coming around the side of the couch and plopping down beside him.
“Ouch.” He playfully mocks as one of his signature smirks cracks across his face. The full force of which steals my oxygen. Light splatters across his eyes and I forget how to breathe as he declares animatedly,
“I knew it!” The words pop out of his mouth like he discovered the keys to all the world's secret gardens,
