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A very sexy asshole.
After my little eavesdropping session this morning, I hightailed it away from his office and thanked my lucky stars that I hadn’t been caught. I’d barely made it back to the bedroom before Kai was calling me. I rushed to get dressed and make myself presentable before kissing the boy’s goodbye with a promise to call them later.
As soon as I’d slipped out of Isaac’s room, I’d run face first into a pissed-off Renz. Immediately, I thought I’d been caught but it seemed he was none the wiser. Why he was outside of Isaac’s door, I had no idea, but I wasn’t one to be pointing fingers. Renz had simply scowled and silently followed me down to my car, made sure I got in safe, and then turned and walked away without another word.
Like I said, moody bastard.
Surprisingly, both Eli and Zac had texted me throughout the day. The former had been sending me funny gifs and sexual innuendos and the latter continually checked to make sure I was safe. Their texting styles and conversation skills differ drastically, but both made me smile and kept me calm, even in light of my little dilemma.
I haven’t had a chance to talk to them about birth control or unprotected sex yet. I figured that was a conversation best had in person, after multiple cups of coffee. Tonight is my last family dinner with my sisters before Remi has the baby and I promised the boys that I’d come over after, much to Eli’s delight.
Apparently, they will be the ones providing me with dessert, and judging by the scandalous texts Eli’s been sending me all day, I have one guess as to what that is. A shiver of excitement rolls down my spine at the thought, but…
The weight of my purse reminds me of what else I have to do tonight. It’s a metaphorical weight, of course, since the small box weighs next to nothing, but it feels heavy regardless. I’ve never had to take emergency contraceptives before, but the pharmacist said there can be some uncomfortable side effects. I figured it would be best to take it before bed and not during my workday, so it’s been tucked in my purse, hidden away like some sort of contraband.
Quickly, my eyes do another perimeter check but find nothing out of the ordinary before sliding back to Renz, only to find him missing. My heart begins to thump heavily in my chest. Where is he? Realistically, I know he’s probably just fed up with his no-show of an uncle, but the fear for him, his friends, and their safety makes my mind take a dark turn.
Did something happen to him? Is he hurt?
The vibration of my phone pulls me from my slightly panicked thoughts. Looking down, I find a text from an unknown number. My spine prickles as a shot of fear races through me. I quickly open the text, and the fear turns into something else.
Unknown Number: Stalking me, Kitten?
My eyes snap up and scan the crowd, looking for any sign of Renz. Once again, I find nothing. My hands shake with the knowledge that I’ve not only been caught but that he’s likely watching me. As if on cue, the hairs on the back of my neck begin to stand on end.
He’s here.
Unknown Number: You better run, Kitten, and pray I don’t catch you.
My body locks up as anxiety, fear and desire begin to swirl around inside of me. My head spins, and my heart races but still, I can’t move. Tugging my lip between my teeth, I dart around the packed park in search of him. The knowledge that he’s here, watching me like some sort of voyeur has my heart racing and my clit throbbing. Why does he want me to run? Was he serious?
Holy shit. That’s hot. Goosebumps spread against my chilled skin rapidly as fear and lust fill my body.
Unknown Number: Run.
The last text shocks me out of my stupor and before I know what I’m doing, I’m running.
FLESH-SIMON CURTIS
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Clutchingmypursetomy shoulder, I spin toward the heavily wooded area and take off like a bat of Hell. My feet carry me as fast as possible in my heels but after stumbling in the dirt for the second time, I kick them off.
Why am I even doing this? Is Renz seriously going to chase me? Is someone out there besides him? Am I not safe?
Question after question race through my brain but none of them stick long enough for me to answer them, or even contemplate. Instead, they fall to the wayside, suppressed by the adrenaline coursing through me.
I smile, even as I run.
I smile, enjoying the rush. The feeling of being chased. The idea of being caught.
Everything else disappears until all that exists is me, my feet pounding on the ground, the sounds of my panting breaths, the trees surrounding me, and the heady cocktail of adrenaline and pure carnal need flowing through my body.
The quiet sounds of footsteps behind me propel me forward, pushing me to my absolute limits. This portion of the park is heavily wooded and the further I run, the more the trees block out the sunlight illuminating the path. My fear ratchets up a notch as my hands begin to shake.
The same feeling that overcame me that night I chased after Eli washes over me once more. It’s like a shot of epinephrine, waking me up on a cellular level. My mind is clear. The blood and oxygen pumping through my body are pure and strong. My nerve endings are excited and dancing just beneath my skin.
Alive. I feel so fucking alive.
