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CHAPTER TEN
Silas
I almost revealedto Eden that I was her stalker. I almost blurted it out at the sight of her Bambi eyes.
And that mother of hers?
After I went back to class, I couldn’t help thinking about my angel. I emailed her other professors to let them know she might not make it to class. News had already spread around campus and video of it all had been uploaded to social media.
When I got back to my apartment, I saw she was sleeping. She looked so sweet and innocent and vulnerable in her silky pajamas. My gut churned as my imagination conjured images of all the horrible things that could happen to her when I wasn’t around. And with the life I’d lived prior to being disowned, it was easy to do—in great detail.
My computer beeped, letting me know that Eden was up and moving around. I stopped pacing and watched her get settled on the couch. I immediately left my apartment and knocked on her door.
She opened it, her stare almost blank enough to see through me.
“Did you even check the peephole before you opened the door?” I growled as I pushed my way into her apartment. “And I didn’t hear you disengage the lock. Why wasn’t your door dead-bolted, Eden?”
She suddenly snapped out of her trance. “What the fuck are you doing here?” she demanded as she followed me into her living room.
I got it. She had a tough day, and I was opening myself up to her ire by stomping over here uninvited. But I didn’t care. I wanted her to dig her nails into me. I wanted her to yell, hit, scream if she needed. I needed to comfort her, even if that meant letting her take her anger out on me.
“I’m checking on you, Eden.” I folded her against my chest, wrapping my arms around her. “I—I was, am scared for you.”
At first, she stood stiff as a statue, silently protesting my embrace. But after a moment, her chest shuddered, and then she melted into me, sobbing.
I swung her legs into my arms and carried her bridal style to the couch. I sat down with her carefully cradled in my arms and rocked as she let out her frustrations all over my shirt. I didn’t speak, just let her vent.
After a long while, she finally pulled back, hiccuping and wiping her eyes. “Thank you for checking on me.” I could tell by the way her eyes shifted away that she was embarrassed and feeling vulnerable, and it only made me love her more. “Do you… Do you want to eat dinner with me?”
I smiled at the uncertainty in her tone. “I’d like that. How about pizza?” I knew it was her favorite, and she nodded eagerly. Carbs were good for a girl who’d had a rough day. I whipped out my cell and placed an order at the nearest pizza place.
“I’m paying, and I’m staying. No arguments, please.” I informed her once I was off the phone.
She nodded meekly, which was unusual for her. I think she enjoyed me being in charge more than she cared to admit to herself.
After a few minutes, she found the courage to stand up and retrieve the remote. She turned on the television and tried to sit down beside me, but I dragged her back into my lap. She smelled like lilacs and oranges. She didn’t protest.
With her flush against my chest and her backside in my lap, I felt my cock stir. The way she was sitting, her delicate throat bared for my viewing, and my mouth watered with the urge to kiss, lick, and bite the delicate flesh.
I leaned forward, ready to give in to the urge, but a knock interrupted the moment.
With a heavy sigh, I willed my erection to go down. I couldn’t help but wonder if Eden had felt it under her. If she did, she didn’t say anything.
Eden rose to answer the door, but I snatched ahold of her wrist before she could step away. “I’ll get the food. Why don’t you grab plates and napkins?”
She nodded her agreement with a small smile, and I felt goosebumps slide down my arm as I released my hold so she could obey. Like earlier in the security office, she seemed to trust me to make decisions for her without question. Her willingness to let me guide her was both humbling and intoxicating.
The pimply pizza boy at the door was probably around Eden’s age. It reminded me just how much younger she was than me. True, she was a young woman, but a woman all the same. Thinking about her womanly curves pressed against my body made my cock hard again.
After I adjusted the erection in my pants, I brought the pizza to the living room. “I bring tidings of foo…” I trailed off. Eden was bent over the couch, trying to clean up a spill. Apparently, she had spilled her drink.
The way her ass looked in those satin pajamas made my erection go from uncomfortable to unbearable.
“Sorry,” she giggled. “I got your plate, silverware, and napkin but spilled your drink. The cushions are all wet. We’ll have to sit on the floor to eat if you want to watch TV.
I dropped the food on her coffee table and pounced on her. She let out a shriek, giggling and squirming and squealing for me to stop.
“I have to clean this mess up before it stains,” she implored.
