Page 41 of Such A Bad Girl

Insane and crazed, rushing into the temple in my fucking street clothes like a goddamned madman, pushing through the horny crowd forming outside the little private room until I found Everleigh’s bare arm and gripped it.

Once I’d pulled her from the room and rushed down the hallway with her, I could finally breathe again.

Ignoring her furious, flashing eyes, and the stream of curse words that rushed from her mouth like a raging waterfall of fury, I picked her up, threw her over my shoulder, and carried her up the secret stairwell that led from the temple directly to our offices.

Fuck the temple, I thought. I wasn’t sharing her with anyone.

When we reached my office, I kicked the door shut behind me and unceremoniously dumped her on the couch.

“You bastard!” she shouted, angrily pulling off her mask and flinging it on the floor. “You did it again!”

“You shouldn’t be down there, goddammit!” I raged back at her.

“I can do whatever the fuck I want, Theo! You don’t own me! We aren’t even in a relationship!”

Her words were like slaps to the face. Because they were nothing if not absolutely true.

I didn’t reply. I grabbed the bottle of bourbon still on my desk and poured two glasses. I handed her one, hoping she didn’t hurl it at my head. I wouldn’t put it past her. I’d never seen her this angry before.

But she didn’t. She grabbed it, downed it in two seconds, and held the glass out for more.

I smirked, pouring more in her glass before sitting down behind my desk.

“What the fuck, Theo?” she said, her voice softer now, but still laced with anger.

I had no answer for her. I hadn’t put any thought into my actions before I’d gone down there. I’d only acted on my feelings.

My very fucked up feelings.

And I couldn’t express them. What would I say? I can’t have you, but I don’t want anyone else touching you either?

“West is here.” The words rushed out. I held my breath, hoping she’d buy that excuse.

She didn’t. She lifted a brow, tilted her head, and gave me a look that told me she saw right through my bullshit. “I knew that. But he wasn’t in the temple.”

“Then you know you aren’t supposed to be here.”

“That’s not true! Just because he’s in the building, doesn’t mean I can't be in the temple! I can do whatever the fuck I want,” she muttered again, but pouting now. She pulled her disheveled robe closed, much to my relief. Her body was magnificent and I knew that if I had to see her naked in my office, right in front of me, it would be way too much to take.

I’d seen her do a partially nude sex scene in a movie once and I’d almost lost my mind. But I knew that wasn’t real.

Her actions in the temple, though, were pure sexuality. That was real. That wasn’t pretend. It wasn’t smoke and mirrors and precise camera angles. No, seeing her in the temple was something completely different.

Having her naked in my office was even worse. I said a silent prayer of gratitude for her robe.

I shook my head, determined not to argue with her today.

“You should go home.” I turned to the papers on my desk, shifting through them and avoiding her gaze.

My words hurt her. I knew that. More likely, they infuriated her.

Slowly, she shook her head. “No.”

“No? Well, you can’t stay here. I have work to do.”

“You should have thought about that before you interrupted me, Theo.”

I turned back to her as she stood up. She walked over and stared down at me. She bit her lip before sliding her fingers up the edge of her robe. Slowly, she opened it, revealing her gorgeous body once again in all its glory.

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