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“You said to hit you!” I scream, unable to stop the way my voice raises at both his outburst and the shock from actually hitting him. I can’t believe I just hit him straight in the face. Oh god, I knew I shouldn’t have bloody hit him. Why didn’t I just go for his shoulder or something?
“That was hard! I said hit me not try and fucking knock me out! Jesus fucking Christ, woman!”
“Oh fucking hell, let me look at it,” I tell him as I walk towards him, realising in hindsight that I probably should have avoided his face because now my dad will be extra curious as to what the hell is going on If I’ve managed to bruise him.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier that you could punch? We’ve wasted an hour on self defence. If I knew you could hit like that, I’d have started there from the off,” he tells me.
“I don’t know, I didn’t think. Let me see your face.”
“Why is your lip bleeding? I didn’t hit your lip!” I’m shouting again. I am so bad in these situations. This is why I couldn’t be a Cobra. Not because I’m a woman but because in stressful situations, I turn into a panicked, high pitched teenage girl that doesn’t know what to do.
“I bit my lip when you decided to try and whack me like Tyson fucking Fury, you lunatic!” Crow laughs as he comes closer again, letting me see the damage I’d done.
“It’s already starting to bruise. Oh bloody hell, I’m sorry.” I wince as I brush my fingers gently over the already purplish skin, knowing that not only must it hurt but that I’ve caused it.
“It’s fine, I’ve had worse. I just wasn’t expecting a decent punch to come from you,” he tells me lightly with a smirk.
“Oh shut up and let me get some ice.” I rush back into the house and get a bag of ice from the freezer before resting it on Crow’s chin as he tilts his head back.
The garden is surrounded by high fencing and bushes meaning that no one can see in and with Dad at the Club getting ready for the meeting later, no one is around to witness what we’re doing.
Crow’s eyes are dark as I edge closer to him, our faces only inches apart. The blood on his lips has vanished, and as he looks at me, I feel the heat I’ve wondered about time and time again. His eyebrows crease together in wonder and as I find myself instinctually leaning closer to him, he puts his arm around my waist softly.
“How does it feel now?” I whisper quietly.
“It feels good.” His voice is low, gentle. I can feel his breath on my face as he speaks.
“Close your eyes.” I don’t know where this bravery is coming from but he does as I demand. His eyelids bat shut.
I bring myself closer to his lips and place mine delicately on the already bruised mark on his face.
His skin was soft and warm, almost feather-like against my lips. The hand that rests around my waist pulls me in closer to him.
“Char.” He breathes my name, igniting a fever within me. We have never spoken about how I feel, I have never questioned if he feels the same way. I am instantly warmed by the thought of Crow wanting this,us,as much as I do.
The bravery leaves me just as quickly as it had come, and it leaves me in a state of timid embarrassment for having kissed Crow. Even if it was just a peck on the side of his lip.
“Char, look at me.” His voice is demanding, yet soft.
“Yeah, I don’t think so. I’m sorry.” I laugh awkwardly.
His hand reaches for my chin and lifts my face to look at his. I do so, sheepishly.
“What was that?” he asks, his face flat and patient.
“A kiss to make it all better?” I squeak out in question with a small laugh.
He doesn’t say anything, but his brows crease as if he’s never heard of anything so absurd before.
“Why?”
“Why do you think? I’m just gonna go inside,” I tell him as I pull my face away from his hand and turn towards the house.
He grasps my wrist and yanks me back to him so that our bodies are flush up against one another.
I can feel the muscles of his chest on my breasts and feel the fire ignite within me once more.
“Do it again, but don’t be sorry this time.” His words hit me like a freight train, making my brows rise in shock. He wants me to do it again?
