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I’d never kissed someone like this before. I’d never wanted to touch someone as badly as I wanted to touch her, and I had no real reason why. She was like a burn that needed to be soothed. An itch that needed to be scratched. Whatever it was, I needed her mouth, her body…more.
She was flat against the screen door now, both my hands at her hips, and her hands were gathered at my neck, tugging the hair there, her mouth moving with mine, easing enough that my tongue had access to slide inside and move against hers.
Another groan escaped her lips, and when a crack of thunder split the air, resulting in her eyes popping open, and then her hands were moving down my chest and she was shoving me away.
Her surprise mirrored my own.
So much so that I faltered back a few steps, giving her enough time to open the screen and slip through. My chest heaved as I watched her stomp toward the white Rover, and while I wanted her to be okay, I also knew that I had crossed too big of a line to keep her here any longer.
She’d never want to talk to me again.
Running a hand through my hair, I decided I could at least trail her to ensure she made it down the mountain alive—even if that meant doing it from the back of a bike in the pouring rain.
11
RAE
My hands shookas I gripped the steering wheel, my eyes flicking to the rearview mirror over and over, ensuring I was really seeing what I thought I was. Davis Brenton was following me, on a motorcycle, in this crazy thunderstorm that had streams of water running along the road and my windshield wiper blades moving back and forth at a breakneck speed.
Why on earth was he on that bike, and in this freaking weather?
I eyed him once more in the mirror. “He’s going to kill himself.”
I had begun talking to myself out loud, but it wasn’t like it was safe to call Nora. Although, that idea did have merit. She might know what to do. Maybe she could run interference for me if his plan was to kidnap me before I got to my front door.
Whatwashis plan?
This entire situation was insane and couldn’t really be happening.
He kissed me.
His lips had molded to mine, his arm braced above my head, making me feel protected and safe.Wanted.
“Wake the fuck up, Rae,” I scolded myself, feeling my face heat. I forced myself to put my focus back on the road.
The steady grade led into several sharp turns until it evened out, then there was an entirely new set of curves that had me crawling at a snail’s pace out of sheer terror. A steep cliff dropped off to one side, and a single wrong move would have me flying down it. Suddenly I wasn’t worried at all for the man enduring a little rain—I was panicked for myself. I had no clue how to handle these roads. I had lied to Davis earlier, trying to be the more experienced one in the room and gain the upper hand. He obviously saw through it, which was why his dark helmet was currently a black spot in my peripheral.
Finally, after nearly an hour, I saw signs for town, and my grip slackened on the steering wheel. I expected the man behind me to turn around, maybe veer off back toward the mountain now that I was safely in town. That was assuming he was following me to keep me safe, but his headlight stayed fixed on my bumper.
More determined than ever, I sped past the signs to slow down and ventured toward my parents’ house. He continued to follow.
Oh my gosh. Was he going to tell my parents about the kiss? I mean, I wasn’t a kid anymore, but he couldn’t just come right out and say anything to them about it. How awkward.
Before I had a chance to come up with an alternate plan on what to do, I’d turned on to my street and then into the driveway. I watched in horror as the motorcycle behind me eased next to the curb and his boots landed on the street, steadying his bike.
Fumbling with the buckle, I released it and hurried out of the car, bypassing his stride up the walk. If I could just get in first… But as my hand wrapped around the door knob, it wouldn’t turn.Locked.
Fuck.
I had left my purse in the car in my rush to get out, which meant I was going to have to stand outside with him.
Just as I crossed my arms, his presence seemed to envelop me from behind. He kept enough distance that we weren’t touching, but I still felt how warm he was, and how close.
“Don’t tell them anything,” I said in a rushed whisper.
Right as I heard the deadbolt unlatch, he leaned down to whisper in my ear.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, especially because we aren’t even close to being finished withthatconversation.”
