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His eyes wander around the room, regarding it with quiet curiosity before they land back on me. They soften the smallest bit almost like he liked seeing me in here.
My chest flutters.
He jerks his chin. “Never said I didn’t. I just don’t get caught.”
My throat hitches. “We almost did once.”
His eyes glint, knowing what I was referring to. It’s funny how far we’d come since that time. Our connection was strong even then. Sneaking into Hardin, even if it was only a test set up by the hellhounds to assess me.
Cole hasn’t moved from his spot and neither have I. We were in a silent battle of will. I relied on myself while he was accustomed to making demands and people following.
Neither of us was willing to give in. My pride wouldn’t allow it, seeing as I already gave in enough by coming here when I could have stayed at the Casper’s.
The muscle in his jaw loosens. “You’re the first girl that’s been in my room,” he admits. Saying it with a sincerity that made me believe he liked the thought of that.
He cleared his throat and my esteem dies.
Why would he admit that if it wasn’t true? Was he playing games again?
“Well unless you count the maids who clean it once a week,” he adds, uncrossing his legs and slipping his hand into the pocket of his jeans.
My smile slips while he stays reserved. Asshole.
We fall into a comfortable silence. He was waiting on me to share and I on him to come farther into his room.
A hiss pushes past my lips. The small item falling from my hand.
Cole was in front of me in an instant. His nose scrunching. Brows pulling together in concentration as he reaches for my palm.
Pain shot through my arm when I reflexed. Fisting my fingers.
The ire in his voice strong. “You’re hurt.”
He smooths my hand out, flattening it out as his frown deepens. I hadn’t gotten the chance to tell him that part before I hung up.
It looked worse than it was. A diagonal cut ran from the base of my pinky to my wrist. My blood vessels already working to repair the damage, a scab starting to form. A clean cut.
Maybe it was the way I could see and hear his concern. Cole’s genuine worry rattling something deep inside me. That and add the way he touches me with such fragile tenderness when I was anything but had me fisting my hand. Pulling it away with too much force.
His eyes snap up to mine and I bite back my flinch. Another shock of pain running through my tendons. His distaste was evident.
It was all too much, toointimate.
I could admit it scared the absolute shit out of me. We were growing closer with every passing day, and he was fast becoming an anchor when I always only had myself.
Take today, for example, why had I chosen to call him as soon as it happened. I never would have considered doing something like that in the past. So why him, of all people?
Why Cole Kellet?
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. Jabbing at the bones underneath. This was ridiculous,hewas making me ridiculous.
This was too real. Tooraw.
I saw the flicker of irritation in Cole’s eyes at the same time I felt it. That familiar sensation sweeping across my body as it hardened in place. Retracting, closing myself off into that cocoon of self-dependency.
“I’m fine,” I clip out hoarsely.
The angered disapproval in his gaze fought me but I don’t give in otherwise my insides would liquefy and he’d have everything. All of me.
