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Slowly, we all stood, conversations happening around us, but all I wanted was to get home and place my lips against Bailey’s. Fuck, we hadn’t even kissed last night. I’d made it all about her—all about her pleasure—but just the idea of kissing her had me as hard as a rock, in a room full of Mafia men.Fuck me, she was going to be the death of me.
“Want me to come back with you?” Raf asked as I marched past him.
“Yeah,” I gritted out, not bothering to stop. I probably should have stayed for a while, probably should have at least talked with my dad, but my mind was too occupied, too frazzled, too on edge. I needed calm and peace, the kind that only Bailey seemed to provide me.
It was only minutes until we were both in our cars, peeling out of the mansion gates in convoy style. We had a long drive ahead of us to get back to my house, but it would be enough to clear my mind, to figure out what I was doing with Bailey.
Mr. Blue had made contact and requested I get her a cell, and even though deep down I knew I would, I just…I wanted to keep her to myself for a little longer. At least until she realized that I was no good for her. I was the dark shadows and she was the bright sunlight. We didn’t go together, yet we balanced each other out. Where I was night, she was day. One needed the other to survive, just like we did.
I wasn’t sure how I’d made it back to my street so quickly. My mind had been swirling with so many things that I didn’t notice anything as I pulled up to the house with a grin on my face. I couldn’t wait to get back inside and continue where I’d left off with her last night.
Pulling into my driveway, I glanced up, my mind shutting down, a coldness slapping against me, turning my mood on a dime. What the fuck was she thinking?
My wrist flicked the key in the engine, turning it off, and within seconds I was throwing myself out of the car. “Bailey,” I snapped, slamming my car door shut. My head swung left, then right, looking to see if there was anyone parked on the street. It was all clear, but that didn’t ease the panic rising inside me like a volcano fit to erupt at any second. “What the hell are you doing?” My voice was low, my tone vicious. “Get back inside. Now.”
Her eyes widened as she stumbled back a step, her body making contact with the wall. If I really thought about it, I should have given a fuck that the woman was watching the exchange, but I couldn’t, not when Bailey was in danger.
“I was just taking the trash out,” her small voice answered, trying to explain herself to me. If logic was playing any kind of part at all, then I would have stopped and changed my entire demeanor, but I didn’t. I was in a swell of emotions, a riptide taking me away from it all.
“Get inside,” I growled, reaching out to her but stopping at the last second. I wouldn’t make her afraid of me. I wouldn’t bethatperson again. But fuck, every possessive bone in my body wanted to throw her over my goddamn shoulder and carry her into my house like a fuckin’ caveman.
“Romeo.” Her gaze flicked to the woman, then back to me. “I was talking to—”
“No.” I swiped my hand in the air, hearing an engine coming. “Get inside, Bailey. Right now.”
“It’s them,” we heard Raf’s deep voice from behind us. “Fuck, it’s them.”
Her eyes widened, her gaze looking over my shoulder, no doubt seeing my brother. He was at my house almost as much as I was at this point. He never said much though, most probably because I told him that he wasn’t allowed inside without me. There was no way in hell I was gonna have my little brother around Bailey. Not with how on edge she was at times.
Fuck. I hated being away from her. I despised having to leave her here without me.
“Inside,” I roared, causing her to jump, but fuck, I didn’t care, not when her safety was at risk. I had to make a show of it now. I had to make whoever was driving past think that I was controlling her. So I grabbed her arm, pulling her against me and then toward my front door.
My hand burned at the contact, a war waging inside, half of me wanting to let go but the other half needing to hold her, needing to touch her, needing her close to me.
“Hey!” the woman from next door called. “Don’t grab her like that.”
I halted just outside my door, flung it open, then pushed Bailey inside as I told her, “Stay out of my goddamn business.”
At those words, people normally shit themselves, went pale, and scattered off like a rat in an underground tunnel. But not this woman. In fact, she looked more pissed after my words, a murderous gleam to her gaze. I didn’t have time to think about what that meant though because I was too damn busy getting the door closed behind me and keeping up appearances.
My chest heaved with each of my breaths, sweat beading on my brow. That was too damn close.
Too fuckin’ close.
I leaned against the door, trying to calm myself down, but it was taking longer than usual, my heart rapping a beat that I could hear echoing in my ears.
Shuffling caught my attention and I snapped my head up, my gaze landing right on Bailey who was standing in the middle of the living room, her face pale, her arms across her chest.
“It’s okay,” I told her, pushing off the door. I’d scared her. Shit. I hadn’t meant to scare her. “They won’t—”
She laughed, an empty, sad kind of laugh. “It’s not okay.” She shook her head, taking a step back and then two forward, her body not able to choose which way to go. And all the while I stood there in shock, not having expected that reaction from her. “I can’t believe you did that to me in front of people.” A tear streamed down her face, her pain bleeding from her in any way it could. “I hate you, Romeo. I fuckin’ hate you.”
CHAPTER 13
BAILEY
His face turned ashen at my words, his lips downturned. I’d started to notice that he wasn’t guarding his emotions as much around me anymore. He was showing me what he was feeling and thinking more and more. And right now, there was no mistaking that my words had hit him right in the gut.
