Page 30 of Wicked Delivery

This is for the best. Then, I can finish cleaning everything up and pretend this was just one wild night in a different place. Not in my house… on my couch or in my bed. Oh, who are you kidding, Lexi? You’re never going to look at this couch and not think about him pinning you on it.

“Baby girl, are you just going to hide over there, or are you going to come and give me a proper goodbye kiss?” he said with a smirk on his lips.

Don’t let him see that you’re sad. Just go, give him his stupid goodbye kiss, and see him out the door. Then, you can get back to your night, free of the sexy-skeleton stranger.

I put the pillow I had been holding down on the couch and walked over to him. I smoothed my hair out of my face and looked him over. Damn, as amazing as he looked naked, his entire outfit was still something straight out of a hot-slashermovie, and I couldn’t believe his skeleton makeup was still intact, even after a shower.

He reached out with both of his hands and cupped the sides of my face, and then he leaned down slowly, kissing me in the most passionate, sweetest kiss I thought I’d ever experienced. We stood there for a moment, just existing together. Then, he broke away with a soft groan. Like this was hurting him as much as it was hurting me.

“Goodbye, Kain,” I whispered against his lips.

He kissed me once more before leaning over and muttering in my ear, “See you around, my perfect little freak.”

With that, he stepped away, he tugged on his jacket then grabbed his shoes, and pulled them on. Then, I watched him as he bent over and laced his shoes. Damn, his ass looked so good from this angle. It took everything in me to not spank him in the brattiest of ways, but what would that do? He was leaving. There was no point in trying to instigate anything else.

He adjusted his jacket as he stood back up, and something fell out of his pocket with a soft thud on the floor. I reached down and grabbed it, realizing as I stood that it was his wallet, and it had opened as it landed. I knew I shouldn’t be nosy, but I was actually curious if his name was Kain, so when I saw his driver’s license, I glanced at it. His name was Kain, but that wasn’t what made my eyes widen and my breath catch. His license was vertical, which meant he was under twenty-one.

Don’t look. Don’t look.

But I looked. I kept looking until I saw his age, and fear gripped me. Kain wasn’t just under twenty-one. He was seventeen. His next birthday wasn’t for another five months from now. My mind was spiraling, and when he stepped up in front of me and placed a finger on the wallet, I startled.

“Don’t worry about it,” he muttered as he tugged the wallet from my hand.

“Kain… you’re a minor. Holy shit, I could go to jail for tonight!” I nervously crossed my arms in front of me and gnawed at my lower lip.

I am so screwed.

He tucked his wallet back into his jacket, and I thought he said something else to me, but I was hella zoned out in my mini panic attack. That was, until he grabbed my arms and spun me. I yelped as he pushed me up against the wall, my arms breaking apart. Then, his lips were on mine, and suddenly, the oxygen returned to my lungs, and my focus came back as I calmed down a bit. And I tried to not kiss him back, but it was impossible with the way he kissed me. When he pulled back, I was panting for air.

“Lexi, listen to me. I consented to tonight. You didn’t take advantage of a minor. Hell, if anything, I took advantage of you. Now, I can’t leave if I know you’re going to be sitting here, freaking out about everything. I’m fine. It was a fucking great night, so don’t trip about it. Just stay my dirty little freak.”

His words barely soothed my nerves, but I could calm down enough to take in what he’d said.

He’s right. I did nothing wrong.

But the fact was, I had just slept with someone who was the same age as my son. And I’d liked it.

Lexi, you seriously need to pull yourself together. That’s so wrong. What if someone finds out?

Not only would that ruin the reputation I’d worked hard to build after being known as the pregnant teenager who probably wouldn’t amount to anything, but if that got out, could colleges potentially reject my son?

“Baby…”

I snapped out of it again as he slipped his hand under my chin.

“Stop.”

I stared back at those silver eyes. A weird calm washed over me.

Maybe this was what denial felt like.

I laughed to myself, and he smiled at me. Then, he took two steps back before turning and walking to the door and opening it. I followed behind him.

He froze as he stood in the open doorway, glancing back at me. “Don’t worry. We will see each other again. Have a great night, Alexandra oh-seven.”

I gasped as he chuckled and walked out the door, closing it behind him.

W-what?! How does he know that name?! I use it literally only for… wait! He couldn’t be…

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