Page 21 of Feint

“That was… amazing. Are you… really back?” I whispered as he pulled gently out of me, smirking as he no doubt saw some of his cum dripping out of me. I blushed and sat up, pulling my legs closer.

He locked eyes with me and chuckled. “What? You can’t be shy now. We’ve done much dirtier things than that, Rosalie.”

He sat on the bed and pulled me next to him. Tipping my chin up, he kissed me, and just when I thought the night couldn’t get any better, this kiss did it. My god, I leaned into it. His hand wrapped around my neck to the back of my head and cupped it and pulled me a little more into it. Then, our soft kiss turned hot. His lips pushed at mine, coaxing a little moan from me, and that was his cue to slip his tongue into my mouth and claim it for his own property. And he again got familiar with every little inch of it.

Giggling, I tugged away, completely out of breath and dizzy. I looked at him and smiled, giggling as he raised an eyebrow at me.

“Gosh, darn it. I almost passed out from that! Gotta let me breathe, you know!” I wrapped my arms around his middle as much as I could, and he pulled me in between his legs. I kicked my feet slightly back and forth. I was just so darn happy. He was here, and his arms were around me. I rested my head against his chest, and he pulled me in closer.

“Sorry, baby girl. My bad for taking too long to come back. But I’m here now. So, what do you say we catch up on some sleep, and tomorrow, we can get my car out of storage?”

He kissed my head, and I nodded quickly, just breathing in his smells.

“AJ, I love you. I never stopped loving you. Even when you were gone and I tried to be mad at you or tried to forget you… I couldn’t. I knew you would come back.”

I rubbed my hands up his body, my fingers moving around the definition in his muscular sides. I felt his arms flex around me in response, and my eyes started to get heavier.

“Shh, Rosalie, just sleep, baby girl,” AJ whispered into my ear.

I drifted off to sleep, listening to the sounds of his heart and lungs working in tandem. And that was what AJ was—he was the second half to our tandem.

A loud clattersound had my eyes flying open, and I lurched upright. The room was barely lit from the sun rising outside, and I blinked a few times, trying to take in my surroundings. I turned and looked at the floor.

Oh, my phone fell. Must have fallen asleep with it on the bed too.

“AJ?” His name came out like a question as I patted around my bed, still half asleep. But what my hand hit wasn’t his strong, warm body. It was a soft piece of cloth. I grabbed it and pulled it in front of me. His mask. Then, it hit me. I looked around the room. The bed wasn’t a mess, like it had been last night. It was neatly made with just the blanket I’d had with me on the couch last night over my legs. There was no clothing on the floor. There was no smell of steam coming from the bathroom. No noises in the room or house. And the smell of his cologne wasn’t all around me.

My heart fell hard in my chest, and I felt it break into a million pieces again.

It had all been a dream.

I hadn’t gone up to my room last night. I had wandered into my old master bedroom and must have grabbed his mask under my pillow and brought it up to me. I sniffed it gently. His smell was barely there now, but after my thoughts had been consumed by him last night, it must have been the thing that made me dream about him.

And the tears started to fall. Because I knew. AJ was gone for good. And he wasn’t coming back.

I didn’t know what exactly happened after I started crying. My head was in a numb fog. I remembered putting the mask back and leaving the room, closing the door.

But I don’t remember going up into the shower and crying under the warm stream for who knew how long. When the tears finally stopped, and Kordell came home to find me, he pulled me up and out of it and dried me off.

“What the hell, mama? You’re going to get sick sitting under cold water like that,” Kordell scolded me, and he pulled me over to the bed with him. I didn’t think he even realized anything was wrong, or if he did, he didn't mention it as I fell back to sleep. But that was all I wanted. I just wanted to sleep again.

CHAPTER 9

ROSALIE

It had beena few days since that night when I ran into T. And had that dream. Kordell might have noticed I was a little off since, but I just… I was confused. If I was still this messed up from dreaming about AJ, it definitely meant I wasn’t over him. So, was it fair that I was dating and living with Kordell if my heart was still half in love with a different guy? Even if that guy didn’t want me? I didn’t want to be sitting here, still missing him, but my heart didn’t want to listen to my brain. I would have to figure out how to deal with still having feelings for a guy who didn’t even exist to me anymore and being with a guy I knew loved me.

I sipped my coffee and shivered. It was a little chilly this morning. I looked around the old warehouse. I had already walked around and set up some cones to make a makeshift track, turns-wise. I felt like it was a good start before we headed out onto the actual streets. But the guys were all late.

Didn’t they know we had some drifting to practice and our skills needed a little brush-up?

We had all been pretty busy lately, so we hadn’t gotten together to practice like we usually did. And there was no way in hell I was going to let us show up to that event, all rusty, andhave people say that we’d lost our touch. Not me, the daughter of Kayden Wells. And I needed some hangout time with my best friends. Whenever I chilled with the guys, it always made my mood a lot better. And I could totally use a mood boost right now.

After a few more minutes, I was about to grab my phone and send a long, loud voice message about how they were taking so long that I was going to rust to the car when I heard some tires squeal in the distance. I saw two of my besties, Tyler and Freddie, peel around the corner, one right after the other, and they curved around the area until they came to a stop in front of me.

My smile grew as I watched them. These were my guys. I had never really had close girlfriends in high school because I couldn’t care less about the latest fashion and which student was the hottest in the school. No, I couldn’t wait to talk about the latest cars being dropped and the new colors hitting the market.

Tyler jumped out and went around Freddie’s car and dabbed him up. “Man, that was close! I saw you coming, and I knew I had to punch it around the first turn to stay ahead.”

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