Page 30 of Anger


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My voice is a bare whisper.

“I don’t think you understand what I’m thinking or that you know me in the slightest. I want to possess you. Own you. Treat you like a toy I bat around for the fun of it. And I can’t figure out why. If you know me so well, maybe you can tell me.”

Her head turns just slightly, enough that our eyes meet. The corner of my lip curls, and she stares at me intently.

“You need to leave. The only thing you’ll find here is trouble.”

Pausing, she smiles again, the expression anything but friendly. “And I’m no man’s toy. Never will be.”

We’re way too fucking close. My heart beats faster as something dark inside me comes to life. Memories assault me. My anger. My violence. It’s a goddamned storm brewing just on the horizon.

“We’ll see about that.”

Without warning, I reach up to grip the hair at the back of her head. She resists at first, our eyes locked in some fucked-up battle.

I pull her closer, turning my head so that our lips brush together and our breath collides.

Speaking against her mouth, I ask, “What happens if I kiss you right now? Would you fight?”

Silence stretches between us, and I can almost hear the indecision running through her head.

Still, she refuses to back down, her voice shaky. “You need to go. Now. Granger will come looking for me.”

I already have an idea who she’s talking about, but I ask anyway. “Who’s Granger?”

“My manager,” she answers, her voice soft yet steady. “I’m not supposed to be here.”

My lips brush against hers again, our hearts beating in tandem. “Then why are you here?”

She smirks before mimicking my words from earlier. “Not sure, Champ. Maybe it’s to see you.”

Fuck … This woman checks every single box for me. My muscles are tense with the need to consume her, my mind spinning in so many directions that I’m losing any semblance of control.

I shouldn’t be here.

This is too close.

What the hell am I doing?

Without bothering to respond, I release her and storm out of the room.

I’m losing my damn mind or something. Emily’s return has taken me straight back to a time and place I don’t want to remember. And whatever the hell it is that I’m doing now won’t fix it.

Hurting someone else isn’t the answer.

Losing myself with a stranger won’t heal all my wounds.

It won’t change things, and it won’t clear the bullshit that jumbles my mind every damn day.

But I can’t shake Blue from my thoughts. Every time the storm appears, there she is, waiting for me inside it.

Granger stands in the middle of the hall when I turn to leave, his dark gaze targeting mine immediately. Suspicion runs through his expression when he quickly glances between the room and me.

Fuck this place.

Fuck Granger.

And fuck Blue.

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