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I’d even tried listening to Ace sing to get myself to relax. That just left me with another fucking boner.
Obsessed. Absolutely obsessed and I couldn’t deny it anymore. I had photos of her on my phone. Some I’d saved from social media and the stupid gossip sites—which I’d also found myself searching religiously. Desperately hungry for any word of her.
It had been ten days since the last time I saw her in person, and it was killing me. The worst part of all of this, I wasn’t the melodramatic one. If I could just text her, that might help—but I didn’t actually have her number. Go fucking figure.
If Ramsey and Jonas had it, they were not sharing. Once back inside, I turned up the heat in Ramsey’s suite. They turned it all down when the dorms were empty to barely warm enough to keep shit from freezing.
Absolutely economical. Absolutely fuck the idea of huddling in a freezing suite. In my room, I dropped my bag in the closet, stripped down and changed into running clothes. Irritation kept me pretty warm at the moment.
Layers for running in the cold were necessary. I needed the moisture-wicking below the jacket to keep as dry as possible while also not inviting freezing too. Once I had my shit on, I dug around for my headphones.
They weren’t as fancy as Ace’s, but I tended to be tough on mine. The bone conducting type left my ears open for tracking other sounds. Like the familiar slap of a blue-haired vixen’s gorgeous steps.
I grunted out a breath. “Stop thinking about her, man.” Verbalizing it aloud wasn’t helping, not when my dick had already gone hard as fuck. Yeah.
Run.
I let myself out and headed for the trail. The cold was exactly the slap in the face I needed. Pulling the gaiter up over my nose before I started the music, I stared at the messages populating the screen.
Mom
You will answer my calls, Lachlan. How can you choose that girl over me? She ignores Gibs, constantly rejects him, and now you’re choosing her over us? How could you?
I muted her.
The vitriol in her messages grew increasingly worse with each one she’d sent. A total of a dozen since I walked out of the house.
Closing it, I eyed Ramsey’s message.
Brainiac
Tell me you’re alive and not wrapped around a tree. I don’t care if you’re pissed. Be pissed, but be safe.
I sent him a thumbs up. It was about all I could manage right now. Jonas’ messages were question marks.
Aww, baby brother did care. I sent him a middle finger. He should appreciate that.
The rest of the messages were from people I didn’t give two shits about. So, I didn’t bother to look at them. Shockingly, Gibs hadn’t sent anything, but he tended to stay out of our disagreements with Mom. Then again, Ace was… Ace was his kid, and they never discussed her when we were all together.
It didn’t hit me until this trip. Her name didn’t come up once when Gibs was present. Instead, it had waited until he’d vanished to the recording studio they’d built in an outbuilding.
They were seriously behind on the album, and he was not in the best of moods. Apparently, the music wasn’t talking to him or something. As soon as he excused himself, Mom launched into us about the gossip, the photos, the fact none of us had called her back—hey, look, all three of us could agree on something—then she started talking shit about Ace.
Ramsey tried to placate. Jonas just left because he didn’t do confrontation with Mom.
Me? I did confrontation just fine. Didn’t matter who it was. Thankfully, I was going to be nineteen shortly and I did not need nor desire her permission to do fuck all.
By the time I made it to the first mile marker on the trail, some of the rage in my system began to fuel my muscles rather than just make me shake from it. I hit my stride on the second mile and I was flying by the third.
The hush of the air, the crunch of the snow, and the music raised my endorphin levels. The only thing missing was the racing strides of Ace in front of me. She ran like a long-distance competitor with a natural gait and rhythm that was just a thing of beauty. I could picture the muscles shifting beneath her clothes, and I never got tired of chasing that ass.
She’d be back soon and we were gonna talk. Then we were gonna kiss. She could pop me again if she wanted, but there was no way I wasn’t kissing her…
After the run, I showered and fell into bed. Exhaustion sucked me right down and I slept for the first time in days. The light scrape of nails over my scalp roused me. Blue hair filled my vision and I lifted my head to find her lying right next to me, one arm behind her head and the other stretched so she could keep caressing my scalp.
“Ace…” I whispered and she smiled at me.
“Miss me?” The fact she rolled onto her side and the sheet dipped to give me another beautiful view of those breasts sent all the blood pounding south to my dick.
