Page 76 of Blinded By Love

“Yes, oh,” I mutter and rub my face. Jaclyn stands up and she paces. I can tell she is worried and probably doesn’t know what to say. I know Jaclyn overthinks a lot and I can’t help but wonder what she is thinking right now. I stand up and walk towards her, grabbing her waist making her look at me. “Say something.”

She shakes her head slowly. “Do you like doing this? Have you tried getting out?”

Yes.

Many times.

And it’s because of you.

If I don’t find a way to get out then they will try to kidnap you and then make you spend a night with one of the worst human beings in the world.

“Yes. It’s not possible.”

“That’s bullshit. You have to find a way.”

I shake my head. “There isn’t.” I hold the side of her face with one of my hands and make her look up at me. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”

I see tears forming in her eyes but she doesn’t let them fall.

“What are we doing, Hayden? You’re making me feel insane and not in a good way.”

“I should be asking you.” I run my thumb across her cheek, mesmerized by the way her eyes gloss while she looks at me like I fucking mean something. “I shouldn’t have touched you, Jaclyn. I should let you go and leave you alone but I’m not going to.”

“Why?”

I lean down so that my lips are hovering over hers. “Because it’s too good to stop,” I say before pulling her against me and pressing my lips against hers.

I’m going to regret this whole thing but I’ll worry about it later.

It’s impossible to resist something you want so bad when you’re not allowed to have it.

Thirty-Six

Hayden

I don’t go to school ever.

I go maybe once a week just to catch up on work so that Carter isn’t breathing down my neck and giving me a hard time about it.

I told Carter he’s wasting his money on college for me because there is nothing I want to do in school. I never liked or did well in school because it never interested me. I was more interested in what happened in the real world. I liked experiencing things rather than learning about them from another source.

Plus, when Freddie, Carter’s friend and the owner of the gym I ran into, showed me how to channel all of my anger and stress into a bag, things changed for me.

I always knew I wanted to be a fighter. Sure I am doing it illegally right now but people know who I am, I have experience, and someday I want to leave all of that behind me and be a professional fighter.

I want the power that comes with being known for fighting professionally.

I want the money.

I want the world to know my fucking name.

Because fighting doesn’t require any sort of school, I never went to classes.

Not until a certain brunette made me desperate enough to want to go to class just so I could see her.

My eyes find her, sitting in the back of the class with headphones in her ears as she writes down whatever the professor is saying to everyone.

Something in my chest starts beating hard and I try hard to ignore it but when Jaclyn lifts her head and her eyes go to me I can’t stop the small smirk that makes its way to my face.

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