Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 129132 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129132 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
With a frown on his face, he inspects his own knuckles.
He glances at me.
“What?”
He licks his lips, reaching for his door handle. “Nothing.”
I meet Captain in the upstairs bathroom. He tries to push me off, but I smack him, and he chuckles, finally propping himself against the counter so I sit on the toilet and play doctor to his wounds.
He hisses when I poor the hydrogen peroxide on it.
“Don’t be a baby,” I tease, earning a half smile.
After the right is done, I move to the left.
“You really not gonna ask?”
I look up confused. “Ask?”
His brows lift. “Seriously? You don’t wanna know why we went there, who they were. You ... the girl...”
I shrug and go back to work, tilting his hand to see how far the cut goes. “It’s not my place, packman. Besides, you told us not to ask so why would I?”
“Because you don’t listen to shit,” he laughs and I join in.
“Yeah, but this is different. This isn’t about me, this was personal. I’m betting there isn’t much in your guys’ lives that you get to keep just for you.” I pat the final bandage and he flexes his hand.
I sit back.
“You’d be right, there isn’t.” He eyes me, crossing his arms over his chest. “If you wanna ask, I’ll tell you a little bit.”
I laugh and stand, tossing the wrappings in the garbage. “Sorry, packman. I’m not gonna make this easier for you by doing what you pretend you don’t want.” When his frown drops to his chest, I keep going. “When you’re ready to talk, you will on your own. You gotta be strong enough to make that choice by yourself.”
He glares at me and I lift my shoulders.
I go to walk past, but he grabs a hold of me, pulling me in. He squeezes me tight against him, and I let him, wrapping my hands around his lower back.
A shuddered breath leaves him and unease grows in my stomach.
My eyes lift, connecting with Maddoc’s in the hallway.
“Don’t fuck this up for us, Raven,” Captain whispers. “We need this. He needs you.”
Maddoc’s eyes search mine and I drop mine to the floor.
I slip from his hold, past Maddoc, and into my room.
The room. Not my room.
Shit.
I start pacing, running my hands down my hair, I lift the ends, inspecting the blue I touched up this morning.
I move to the window, pulling it open. I take a deep breath of fresh air, spinning to sit on the sill.
I close my eyes.
These boys, they’re making me feel what they feel. I can’t stop it.
I shouldn’t be here.
I shouldn’t feel the need to protect them.
I shouldn’t want to.
I shouldn’t—
My door is thrown open and Maddoc charges in.
He stops right in front of me, a wild glare making his green eyes appear darker.
I shouldn’t...
I reach up, grip the inside front collar of his shirt and yank his lips to mine.
I kiss him, hard, punishing and fucking reckless, and he meets my demand with anger of his own.
His tongue sweeps mine and I push back, fighting for control he won’t give.
I bite his lip until he growls and yanks away.
He glares and so do I.
I stalk past him, rushing into the bathroom, closing and locking it behind me.
I throw on the shower and start stripping.
I’m an idiot.
I kissed him.
And I’m pretty sure I’ll do it again.
The lock jiggles for a half second and then the door is thrown open and slammed shut in the same second.
Maddoc holds up a bobby pin, tossing it to the floor. He stalks over to me, so I hop in the water with my top still on and slink back against the wall.
He steps in, clothes and all and presses himself against me, the rough material of his jeans rubbing against my clit.
I drop my head back and his eyes trail my chin and neck. He doesn’t move back to look over me but grips my jaw instead.
His eyes bounce between mine, and then his mouth crashes against me.
I moan, growing limp and he presses close to hold me up, his own groan escaping. His hands move to my waist and slide down my wet ass. He grips my ass cheeks tight, spreading them slightly as he pushes harder against me.
My entire body shakes and he grins against my mouth.
And then he’s gone, and I’m left panting in the shower with nothing but my fingers to get the job done.
“You’re sick,” I laughed at Royce as he dips his pizza in his soda then stuffs the entire thing in his mouth. I bump his shoulder. “Move, I’ll wait outside.”
He grins with his mouth full and I roll my eyes, sliding from the booth.
“I gotta take a piss, here.” He hands me the keys and disappears.
I walk out front and toward the car, but stop when Collins plants his feet in front of me.