Page 54 of Love Off Script

I shook my head.

“I know, and that’s why I’m not afraid. Because you are in my life to keep me safe.”

Her heart began pounding against my chest, causing mine to quicken, matching hers. She licked her lips, and she was so close I could almost feel the moisture against mine.

I gently placed my hand on her cheek, captivated by the intoxicating aroma that surrounded her. Her presence was like a breath of fresh air, revitalizing my soul. I moved slower than usual, but the second our lips touched, a surge of energy coursed through me. When I tasted her, it was like savoring nature's candy, a delightful sensation that filled my senses.

Her tongue brushed against mine, causing my head to swim. I held on tighter, hoping she would keep me from floating away. I had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like forever. Kissing Shiloh was more than a physical desire—it was pure intimacy where our minds and bodies intertwined. Being with her reaffirmed the notion that it wasn’t the duration of the connection that mattered but the way the person influenced your emotions.

Shiloh brought something into my life that I never knew existed—euphoria. She always filled the room with warm and inviting energy. And her gentle touch soothed my worries and had the power to transform my bad days into good ones. She was like a happy pill that intoxicated my senses, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

Chapter 28

Shiloh

Ididn’t know how I hadn’t seen this before. Caz was the epitome of the perfect person. Underneath her quick wit and sassiness, she was a kind and understanding human who seemed to bring out the best in me. Not to mention, she, by far, had the best lips I’d ever kissed. It was easy to get lost in her until the mayhem became unavoidable.

“Police!” The loud voice ruined the moment, causing me to pull away and nearly topple out of her bed.

“I got you,” Caz whispered, tightening her grip around me. “I promise never to let you fall.” The gentle touch of her breath on my skin sent waves of goosebumps down my body.

“I don’t know if you’d say that if you knew how clumsy I was.” I laughed, but she stared at me with such intensity.

“I’m ready for the job.” After gently kissing my forehead, she quickly sat up as the sound of approaching footsteps filled the air.

“I’m looking for the owner of this place.” The cop's scolding tone sent a wave of anxiety coursing through me, so I cautiously slipped out of bed to allow him to speak with Caz alone.

I hobbled toward the rest of the gang, but that still didn’t give them much privacy. “Where’s Davia and her accomplice?”

“Devon and me had them pinned to the ground, but then the po-po came and cuffed them before hauling them away. We were badasses.” Sonya puffed up her chest like an alpha.

“Do we know everything that happened?” I looked at Matrix, hoping he would answer because he seemed to be the most sensible.

“Not really. The cops said they would search their vehicles for any stolen goods, but they would need to take Caz to the hospital for tests and then see if she wanted to press charges.” Matrix didn’t take his attention off Caz as she spoke to the officer.

We couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I hated the idea of her having to continue to deal with this situation. Being drugged was bad enough, but having to relive it was probably worse, especially if she had to do it alone.

Just then, she and the policeman joined the rest of us, and I rushed to her as fast as my injured foot would allow me.

“Are you okay?” I questioned, with pain in my eyes.

“If I’m honest, I think I’m doing better than you.” She nodded toward my foot, and I sighed.

“I don’t care about me. I’m worried about you.” And that was the truth. I was hurting physically, but I’d get over it. But what if this event emotionally scarred her? Would she ever be the same?

“I promise you, Shy. There is nothing to worry about. Davia will get what’s coming to her, and I will start living my best life with you next to me.” My heart raced like a hummingbird fluttering against my ribs as she wrapped her arm around me.

“We need to get her to the hospital and collect statements from all of you.” The cop pointed to Caz and the rest of the group.

“She’s coming, too.” Caz squeezed me tighter as she spoke. “She’s injured, and I want her to get checked out,” she demanded, and my cheeks heated with embarrassment because I didn’t need a doctor, but I didn’t want to leave Caz’s side.

“Fine. She can ride in the ambulance. The rest of you should make your way downstairs and provide your account of what happened.” The officer ushered us to the elevator, and Caz slid her hand into mine, holding me tightly.

Was it possible for someone to evoke both a sense of nervousness and a feeling of complete security? That was how I felt with Caz near me. It was somewhat unsettling, yet comforting, how natural our connection was.

Caz and I loaded into the back of the ambulance while Sonya, Devon, and Matrix stayed behind.

“So, do you know what happened?” I asked her, but she shrugged.

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