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Chapter 18
Teddi
“Ouch,” Teddi hissed.
“Hold still. It’s your fault you’re in this mess,” Vera murmured, hands maneuvering her head forward.
“I’m not the one that tackled me and knocked my head against a rock.”
Vera pressed the cotton ball filled with hydrogen peroxide a touch harder into the wound. Teddi bit back a second smart-ass comment.
She was sat on the motel bathroom floor, Vera on the toilet seat lid with her legs on either side of her shoulders. Teddi’s chin rested forward, eyes closed as she bit her lip.
They had closed the body bags and replaced everything as they found it, marking the abandoned building on their GPS. Teddi was exhausted and was just starting to strip off her dirty clothes and fall into bed when Vera barked at her to get in the bathroom.
“No, you’re just the one who decided it was ok to contaminate an active crime scene while risking those fucking psychos catching you and doing god knows what.” Teddi could’ve sworn she felt a slight tremble against her skin.
“Aw, were you scared for me?” Tilting her head back, she gave Vera a sarcastic grin. It fell flat when she saw the quiet panic in her eyes. “You were, weren’t you?” Something fluttered alive in her chest as she watched her try to hide it. There was dirt smeared across Vera’s face, a stray piece of brown grass still stuck in her hair. Reaching up to get it, Vera’s brows fell slowly.
“No, I wasn’t scared,” she whispered as Teddi’s fingers brushed the soft strands of hair.
“I hate when you lie, you’re shit at it.” Teddi’s heart pounded against her ribcage, a desperate bird vying for escape. Her fingers, as if with a mind of their own, slid further into those silken strands, bundling them into her fist. It'd been too long since she’d felt them in her grasp, too long since she’d been close enough to touch.
Vera breathed faster, her eyes touching every part of her face as if she could feel each spot and curve. They lingered on Teddi’s mouth, gently hanging open as she looked up at her.
Teddi swiped her tongue along her lips. Vera moved.
Warm, wet heat enveloped them. As if a leash was snapped, she moaned, flooding with heady lust. Vera’s tongue, like a paintbrush lovingly touching a canvas, traced her lips as a deep pulse burned in her gut, falling between her thighs.
Spinning to kneel between her legs, she released Vera’s hair only to grab onto her hips, squeezing them, filling her hands with all that she could grab.
Vera’s lips gave, worshiping and curving into the contours of Teddi’s mouth, starved for a taste. Heat spiked through her. It was better than all those times she had been reckless, doing stupid lawless things just to see if she would get caught. But better. So, so much better because the danger felt right. Her tongue curled into a dance Teddi hadn’t forgotten. It was heaven. It was hotter than the flames of the very hell she would voluntarily bathe in just to have Vera breathe into her again.
She sucked her bottom lip like she owned it. Because Vera did own her, Teddi knew. She had her since the moment they met and the distance between them never changed that.
Vera froze, hands halfway entangled in Teddi’s thick tresses. She couldn't help but stare at the cherry-red swelling of her wet lips.
“Shit,” Vera cursed, pulling back.
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t.” She stood, rushing to step around her and escape the small bathroom.
Like a snap, cold air filled the space and Teddi was left alone. Ten years she waited to see her again, touch her, to be touched by her and it didn’t last ten seconds.
She scrambled off the tiled floor. “You don’t get to kiss me and then say 'you can’t' and run away.” She argued, confusion and pain warring inside her.
Vera sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyes were on the floor, hands gripping her thighs. Her voice was low and sharp. “Don’t, Teddi. Just drop it.”
“I can still feel that kiss like a fresh fucking tattoo so no, I’m not going to drop it.” She wanted to shake her, to force her to tell her what happened. Between the bathroom and the last decade. She needed to know everything and how it could be more important than the way her body exploded from that kiss.
Vera’s gaze burned into her as she stood. “Are you kidding me? You ended things! You don’t get to act like this is all my fault, no no no. No way.”
“I just thought—”
“You thought what? That I would be fine making out with you after you broke up with me? That we could play house while we’re here? That you could get laid and then run along back to Fort Collins when this is all said and done? Don’t you have enough?”
“No,” she whispered, reeling. “What do you mean I have enough?”
