Page 38 of They Call Me Wicked


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“Not without us, you’re not,” He says simply before two more sets of footsteps make their way from the back rooms.

“Well, you better hurry then.” I wrench the front door open, giggling when Gizmo and Snitch take off in front of me and start racing around the front yard in excitement. Slamming the door behind me, I shake out my hair, enjoying the heat of the sun on my face through the chill of the early morning fall air. I whistle a cheery tune as I walk down the sidewalk towards my favorite little coffee shop, fully committing to letting go of my shitty feelings and trying to enjoy what is going to be a glorious day.

It doesn’t last long.

My front door opens and slams shut once more before three heavy sets of feet quicken in pace down the sidewalk and catch up with me. No one says a word, but I scowl all the same. Granted, Ezra is usually quiet, so that’s the norm for him and Nic only talks when he’s trying to boss me around or get on my case about one thing or another. So, when he’s quiet, it’s a damn glorious thing indeed. But Kai? The fact that he isn’t spouting off about one wacky thing or another is off-putting, to say the least. He’s our comic relief, our jokester, our tension breaker.

And I might have really fucked that up.

One set of steps veers off in another direction and I feel Nic’s aura abandon the rest of ours for a moment, and I know exactly why. These motherfuckers think I’m stupid. That I don’t know they’re still working with Alan on the case, even if they aren’t actively in the office as part of the investigation. They must just assume that I won’t notice, but they’re wrong.

Which is exactly why I know Nic is running off to have a phone call pertaining to the case, to me. Either to update them on how their babysitting is going, or to find out what’s new with my stalker.

Sure, it pisses me off to know that I’m being excluded, but I expected nothing less. And it isn’t healthy to hold onto anger when there’s nothing I can do to change it at the moment. So, I just continue on my merry way, listening to Gizmo and Snitch jumping around and having the time of their lives in the sunshine. And I ignore it completely when his footsteps finally catch back up to us once more, his clicking italian shoes unable to be mistaken for anyone else.

Life’s too short to fret constantly.

I don’t bother to lengthen or use my cane. I’ve walked this street far too many times to need it and I know exactly where to stop and when to listen for cars before I cross. Plus, Gizmo and Snitch would never let me cross a street before checking that it’s safe for me, so I’m completely at ease in my environment.

Aside from the tension between me and Kai, that is.

I could read him, figure out exactly what he wants and how he’s feeling, but something tells me I really don’t want to know. Has that ever stopped me before? Yes, actually. Ineverread my mom. I refuse to even acknowledge her aura unless I need to know whether to duck her fist or not. I won’t delve any further than the surface with her. The depths of her hatred and envy towards me could destroy even the mentally strongest of humans.

No fucking thanks.

An arm snakes around my shoulders and I don’t have to be a psychic to know it’s Kai. Arching my brow is the only outward reaction I show towards his action, but inside I’m now thoroughly confused.

Maybe I should take a look at his thoughts. Just a peek.

“Kai! Stop thinking about me naked!” I snap at him with an elbow to his gut.

“Shh. Keep your voice down or Daddy will hear. Don’t want to get in trouble, do you?” Laughter is heavy in his voice and I scowl in his direction.

“You think I care what that nugget-dick thinks of me?” Fuck that.

“Yes. I just don’t think you will ever admit it to yourself.”

“Cheese and rice, Kai. I thought you were supposed to be mad at me!” I want to pull away, but instead find myself snuggling deeper into his side while we walk, ignoring the chuffs of disbelief from Nic somewhere behind us.

“I was, but then I got to thinking…” He pauses dramatically and it makes me want to strangle the fuck out of him. “I think you loved what we did last night. I mean, you can’t deny the pure chemistry we had. I just think you’re scared.”

“Psht. I amnotscared. I don’t fear anything!” I blow a raspberry as I busy myself snapping portions of my cane open and closed. Moments like these make me wish I could see, only so I could intentionally find something else to focus on besides what’s right beside me.

“That’s not true at all. You’re scared that this might actually be something real.” I open my mouth to retort, but his palm slaps over my face, preventing me from getting a word out. “So, here’s what I’m going to do…”

I stick my tongue out and lick his palm, laughing when he retreats to wipe it off. “Another dramatic pause, yay. Tell me, Kai, do you come by the dramatics naturally, or did you take an acting course?”

“I’mau naturale, baby, you should know.” And out comes the husky tone, making my body shiver despite the heat of the sun. I’m not normally a cold weather girl, but I could really use something icy to chill the heat churning between my legs. “As I was saying, I know what I’m going to do.”

“Yeah, what’s that?” Curiosity has me tempted to just reach inside his mind and take the thoughts from him, but I refrain. I sort of want to hear it straight from the source.

“I’m just going to keep being my awesome self. It’s obvious you can’t resist me physically, and who knows, maybe you’ll actually end up letting me in here, too.” I hear the smile in his voice as his hand skims my chest directly over my heart.

I scrunch my nose up in disgust. “That’ll never happen, Zhao. I don’t do romance.”

He presses further into my side, the arm around my shoulders falling to my waist. His hand grips my hip almost painfully for a moment before skating up to the edge of my hoodie and stroking my waist. My clit throbs to the rapid beat of my heart, a buzzing starting behind my ears at the minimal contact he’s giving me. Like a promise of what the future holds and a reminder of last night’s activities.

“Who said anything about romance? No. I’m just going to fuck you so hard you fall for me. But don’t worry…I’ll be there to catch you.”

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