Page 22 of Fragile Scars


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Gabe had some work to do so he couldn’t join us. Ignoring him, I keep slamming it until my muscles feel as battered as my heart.

She could die.Punch.

She doesn’t want me more than she wants to keep her fucking secrets.Punch.

He gets to be inside her when he doesn’t deserve it.Punch. Punch. Punch.

“Ahhhh,” I roar. I’m not in the right headspace to be around anyone right now.

“C’mon D, I think you’ve had enough. We’re leaving.” He throws a white towel at me and waits.

My heart pounds inside my chest, my lungs on fire while I take deep breaths to slow down my strained breathing. I wipe my face then place the towel over my shoulder.

Maybe I should call her and try to get through to her one more time. Damn it, here I go again. She made her decision. I can’t force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do. And I sure as hell can’t be around her without wanting her.

To keep her safe, I assigned Logan to watch over her. He’s one of our leading bodyguards. Just because I can’t be there doesn’t mean I won’t take care of her somehow. But I worry he won’t be able to do shit if he can’t hear or see a struggle. All he could do is follow her or park next door to one of Ash’s neighbors whenever she’s there. He’s told me she hasn’t seen the prick but that won’t last long.

After the gym I head home. I can’t keep hanging out at Gabe or Jax’s like I’ve been doing after work. I know I’ll eventually have to face her.

I walk out of the elevator and head toward my place just as she’s closing her door. I freeze as our eyes meet, and my heart makes itself known, beating for the only woman it’s ever wanted.

My entire body comes to life as though it’s been starved for just one look. My eyes shamelessly travel down the full length of her body, admiring how her tight, white denim jeans emphasize her full hips and the way the hot pink crop top rides up, exposing a bit of her toned stomach. My cock swells at the thought of pinning her against the door and touching that body everywhere her clothes cover.

“Hey, how are you?” I ask, swallowing away the heaviness in my throat, wondering if she can hear my raging pulse. She looks down at my pants and tries to pull her shirt down. Well, guess there’s no hiding that bad boy. I steal a glance at her neck, not seeing any remnants of a bruise.Thank fuck.

“Hey—umm I’m fine. I hope you’ve been well too?”

“No, I’m not well at all, but thanks for asking.” I won’t pretend just to make this easy on her. I need her to know I’m miserable and want her in every way. She’s the cure to my darkness, the one I never thought I’d find, so I’m not about to let her go, not without a fight.

She closes her eyes, summoning a deep breath; and as she lets it out, she peers at me, her eyes full of broken and lonely pieces, crushing me all over again. “You were right, Damian. This wasn’t fair to you. I let my feelings run away with me last time and it won’t happen again. But I want us to be friends. Somehow.”

Tightening the hold on her beige purse, she fidgets on her feet while I stare silently into those blue eyes I love. I don’t move an inch, I just listen. I missed her voice. I missed everything.

“I know you’ve been avoiding me, and I understand why,” she continues, fingering the soft tendrils of her hair, reminding me how it felt to have all that luscious hair within my palm. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that—I’ve missed having you around.”

I start to creep closer. She backs herself up against the door and opens her mouth just slightly, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with each breath. I’m aware of the power I hold over her body and that just makes me want her even more.

I stop myself when we’re a few feet apart, knowing if I get any closer, I’m in danger. I won’t be able to keep my hands off her body or my mouth off of her lips. She consumes me just by existing.

“I can’t be just friends with you, Lilah.”

She studies me with piercing scrutiny as her brows furrow. “Why not?” I look at her and see it. I see the beauty inside her. I see her strength and her pain, and I want it all. I want everything she is and everything she will be.

My gaze cruises down her curves for the second time. “Because friends don’t imagine fucking each other and I imagine fucking you all the time. I’m actually doing it right now.” She gasps and I feel it in my dick, it grows and flinches in my pants.

Swallowing, she looks at my lips. “Oh…” Her chin dips low and a flush appears across her cheeks. I bet if I reached my hand down under her panties she’d be soaking.

“You’re off to see him, aren’t you?” I grit my teeth.Why the hell did I ask? Of course she is.

“We have a date.” It feels as though I’ve been dumped into a pit of hot coals. Nah, that’d probably feel way better than this.

“He can’t even pick you up!?” Every nerve ending in my body is screaming in outrage.Leave him. He’ll kill you. Be with me instead.

“He’s coming from work so it’s easier if I just meet him for lunch. It’s no big deal.”

“You know what? Forget it. It’s none of my business. Be careful. Call me if you need me.” I walk inside my apartment and slam the door shut, rattling it a little.

I pace around the room, my pulse thrumming wildly. Suddenly, I’m tormented with images of her naked body under him. They play on repeat over and over until I’m ready to bash my head into the door. Then things turn violent and now she’s naked with a pool of blood around her body, turning the white sheets a bright red.

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