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“You good?” he asks calmly.

One of my shoulders bounces up in a half-assed shrug as I pull a stool out and sit down. Keeping the dining table and the sofa where everything went down last night behind me.

If I look then I’ll see her lying there unable to breathe and it’ll all return.

What I need right now is her. I need to crawl into Reid’s fucking massive bed and wrap myself around her. Feel her warmth, listen to her breathing. Let her body remind me that she’s here and that she’s okay.

You’ve fallen too hard.

Fuck my actual life.

She belongs to someone else.

Dropping my head into my hands, I fist my hair and squeeze my eyes closed.

This isn’t news to me. I knew she belonged to another the first time I teased her, touched her, and made her moan my name.

But knowing it and seeing the wrecked look on his face as he stares at her are two entirely different things.

It’s easy to forget the outside world exists when we’re living so far away from it up here.

But looking it in the eye. Fuck me, that was a reality check I was not fucking ready for.

“J?” Reid asks. The concern in his voice makes my stomach knot up and guilt trickles through my veins.

Releasing the breath I’m holding, I loosen my grip on my hair and finally look up at my best friend.

“Yeah, man. I’m good,” I lie.

His eyes narrow, a deep frown forming between his brows again.

Everything he wants to say swirls darkly in the depths of his orbs, but his lips remain closed.

And I’m fucking glad. There is nothing he could say right now that will make any of this better.

I want things I can’t have.

Story of my fucking life.

As soon as I find something and get settled somewhere, it gets ripped away right from under my feet.

The only regular thing in my life is him.

Reid Harris.

The man everyone sees as the devil. But little do they know. He’s the best fucking man on the planet.

They all think he’s heartless, careless, and nothing but a monster. But I know the truth.

Yes, he might be all those things. But he’s so much more as well.

If it weren’t for him. I’ve no doubt that I wouldn’t be here right now. There’s no two fucking ways about it.

He’s saved me time and time again. And in return, I’ll do whatever I can to return the favor. I’ll fight as hard as I fucking can, all the while hoping that it’s enough.

His lips part, but whatever he was going to say dies on his tongue.

“You hungry?” he asks instead.

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