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"You have some serious moves baby girl," Maddox beams, grinning wildly at me. I swallow deeply, fighting the urge to puke. The way they are staring at me right now is unnerving. Like they know something that I don't know. It's uncomfortable and I want to run and hide. I feel like a fucking exposed nerve.
"I don't, I," shaking my head, I find myself staring down at my hands like I've never seen them before. "I don't know how I did any of that," I whisper, forcing myself to swallow down an intense wave of nausea.
Those visions. What the hell was that? It was like a random, strange voice was in my head instructing me. It was garbled and disconnected. The voice didn't resonate with me as being familiar but it was paired with a perfect visual representation of the moves. Was that a memory? It was like as soon as I decided I wanted to hurt him, make him pay for how he's been treating me, it justhappened.
Warmth on my face has me jumping and pulling me out of my thoughts. My eyes spring forward to find two emerald pools staring back down at me, full of concern and tenderness. Gage's hands hold my face delicately like I'm precious to him. It doesn't make any sense. I just held a knife to his best friend's throat. A butter knife, but a kn—
"Oh my god!" Yanking away from Gage, I rush to close the distance between Nyx and me. My hands fly up to his throat, moving his neck side to side and looking for wounds. Finding absolutely nothing there, my hands drop and I gulp, backing away from him. No matter how pissed off I was, it wasn't okay to do what I did, to put my hands on him. Unable to bring my gaze up to meet his angry expression, I keep my eyes trained down on the floor and murmur my apology. "I am so fucking sorry, Nyxon. I don't know what came over me."
"Isabella." My name is a request and a command all at once as it rolls off his tongue. The deep, timbre of his voice sends a shiver down my spine like it always does. But this time, it also sends a tear sprawling down my cheek. What is wrong with me right now? I'm an emotional basket case in this damn house. "Isabella!" The bark of my name finally has me dragging my eyes up from to floor to Nyxon.
Crossing his big, thick arms over his chest, his muscles ripple beneath his skin-tight t-shirt. The action catches my attention but the dark growl in his voice quickly has my eyes snapping to his face. His brown eyes are so dark they almost look black and where it should be terrifying, I find myself drawn to the anger in him. Good. He should be mad at me. "Why are you apologizing?"
"What do you meanwhy?I can't believe what I just did," I throw a hand around, gesturing to the destroyed dining area. "I attacked you. I held a knife to your neck and I don't even remember half of what just happened. It's like I blacked out or something.No." Huffing out a disbelieving laugh and shaking my head, I gather my semi-manic thoughts before continuing. "No. I didn't black out. I was aware of everything I just did and I know why I did it. I was pissed. Like beyond pissed. So mad that all I could do was imagine punching your smug, annoying face, and then, it just happened. But I don't knowhowI did it. I could have hurt your, Nyxon."
Nyx's eyes narrow as he considers me so deeply, it's like he's trying to solve a damn riddle. Finally, he sighs and nods before looking away. Following his gaze, I find a wordless conversation passing between Nyx and Stone. As much as I hate when they do that, I just can't seem to care right now. The latter nods his head as well and both men turn toward me, looking resigned to some sort of awful fate. The seriousness of their expression immediately puts me on edge and the need to flee ramps up tenfold.
"What?" I mumble, the word barely audible in the quiet room.
"Come sit down, sweet girl. Let's talk," Stone softly says as he reaches his hand out and directs me to the living room. Numbly, I follow behind him, barely aware of the location change until I'm seated down on the massive sectional with Maddox to my right, Gage to my left, and Stone directly in front of me, perched on the coffee table. Nyx saunters in a few moments later and passes some damn towels to Stone before moving across the room. He kicks back, leaning on the wall next to the tv like some sort of bodyguard or just a massive asswipe.
"For starters, you didn't hurt Nyx, he's fine—," Stone begins before being immediately cut off by Maddox.
"Except for his pride. Definitely hurt that shit. Bested by a tiny woman." Chuckling, the younger Luna brother shoots a disapproving look toward Nyx who glares at Maddox as though he's trying to incinerate him with his eyes. I'd laugh if I didn't still feel so confused by the last ten minutes of my life.
Gage's hand stretches out behind my back and quickly darts out, slapping Madd in the back of the head. "Ow, you fucktwat!" Madd snaps before reaching up to rub the sore spot. Stone rolls his eyes and groans a sound of annoyance before turning back to me. He begins to clean off my knees with the wet towel, gently wiping away the remnants of our dinner.
"As I was saying, you did not hurt Nyxon with your hands or the knife. Not seriously at least, but I'm sure you did bruise him a bit, not that he doesn't deserve it. He certainly does and honestly, between you and I, I would have kicked him in the balls and really taken him down a peg, or five."
Stones' serious face momentarily confuses me while I try to figure out if he's joking or not. The corner of his lip tips up, giving him away seconds before he, Maddox, and Gage all bark out a laugh at the big asshole's expense. I can't help but follow into a fit of giggles when I take in the sour, pinched look on Nyx's pretty face. When we all finally settle back down, I realize that Stone cracked a joke which is not only a rarity but exactly what I needed to pull me from my numb state.
I could kiss him right now.
I wonder what his lips feel like?
"I'd be surprised if you could even find his cock in all that hair. You'd have to be like an Australian tour guide," Maddox muses, pursing his lips. My brows raise in his direction, having no idea what the hell that's supposed to mean. "You know, his beast is lost in the bush down unda," Maddox says mimicking an Australian accent horribly, but his face is all business and I once again lose it. I laugh until my eyes tear up. Sighing, I wipe my tears away but find them continuing to drip down my cheeks, only it's not from Madd or Stones' bad attempts at humor.
"Why did you say that I just needed motivation? What were you guys talking about?" I question, looking between Stone and Nyx who seemed to be having a moment back in the dining room like they had planned that shit out or something, which makes no sense at all. Stone switches to cleaning my hands, and the sweet care he's taking with me makes me want to climb onto his lap. When he's satisfied that I'm clean enough, he tosses the towels on the coffee table and answers my questions.
"When you say you don't remember what exactly happened, or how you were able to attack the way you did, whichwasincredible, by the way, what did you mean? Was it just muscle memory? Were you making it up as you went? Were those moves that you had previously practiced with Nyxon?" Stone hedges as he leans forward and braces his elbows on his knees. It doesn't escape me that he has once again avoided that question. Before I can tell Stone just that and demand answers, a deep voice rumbles through the room, distracting me.
"I didn't teach her any of that," Nyx barks in that way of his that makes me want to stab him in the eye with a carrot stick.
Not having the energy to deal with him anymore, I sigh and settle deeper into the couch. Bringing my knees up and holding them tightly to my chest, I sort through what I want to say and how to put it into words.
"Maybe it was a combination of a few of those things. Maybe it was muscle memory. It felt like it was. Like when I do something that Nyx and I have been working on. I did it the other day with Hunt and that felt like muscle memory."
Gage growls from his position next to me. The sound is so feral that part of me wants to laugh but the rest of me is just turned the hell on. "Didwhatwith Hunter, exactly?"
Shooting my wide eyes in his direction, I'm baffled by his snarly comment and attitude. "Why do you sound like that? What's wrong with you?" Leaning back to take in his features, I'm surprised to find his fists clenching and his posture tight. Is hejealous? No. No way. Of Hunter?"Uhhh, Gage, are you jealous of Hunter?" I murmur.
"Jealous? Cariño, no. I don't get jealous." Gage runs an irritated hand through his hair, directly contradicting his words.
"Good, you have nothing to jealous over where Hunt is concerned. It's not like that with him." Maddox huffs out a breath of disbelief but before I can open my mouth to argue, Stone gets us back on track.
"Let her finish," he drawls as he gives the Luna brothers matching dirty looks.
I tip my head back and stare at the ceiling, trying to further calm my anxious thoughts. This shouldn't be that big of a deal. It's not like he didn't deserve it and according to Stone, he's notseriouslyinjured, though the man himself has yet to open his mouth in that regard. Nonetheless, he really did need to get a good crack to the jaw for all of the foul shit he's said in my direction. If nothing else, he deserved all of thatand more,just for bringing that skanky chick here the other day.
