Page 10 of Escape From Me

“Mister? Just call me Zeid. Mister is reserved for the rich pricks and my dead father.”

She was standing with her heels in her hand in the middle of the living room that was the center of the penthouse.

“Right. Zeid. Now I have a name for my rescuer. I’m Daisy or little dove. Whatever. Just not princess, okay?”

I nodded and waited for her to say whatever the hell she’d called me out here for.

She was looking at me, so there was more coming, I was sure of it, until I saw those beautiful eyes of hers widen and turn away.

Right. Sweats and a raging hard-on. Right. I should have taken care of that first. I adjusted myself before closing the distance with my little runaway. I pulled her chin back in my direction.

“Now you turn away from me? Odd since I already told you I wasn’t a hero. However, I am also not an asshole. Not for you anyway.”

She blinked and I couldn’t ignore the way her pink tongue darted out and licked those perfectly red lips.

“Thanks? I think. So, uh. Zeid the non-asshole-not-my-prince-charming, where can I get some clothes like this?”

And damn if she didn’t just run her perfectly little manicured hand over the black fabric against my chest, stopping right over where my heart may have been if I still had one. If I ever had one.

“You want my clothes now, dove?”

A dainty little finger traced absently over my hoodie, but the thing wasn’t like armor and I could feel every little stroke. I should back away. I didn’t like being touched. Or did I? Did I like her touch?

“I mean, I can pay you back if you order me some clothes. If you don’t want me to use yours.”

I reached up between us, taking her wrist in my hand, but I stopped. I didn’t push her away. I just stood there feeling her pulse under my thumb. Like the feel of her fingers against my chest, it reminded me I was indeed human even after all these years. I was a human and not just a shell possessed by the devil himself.

“Fine. Come with me.”

If X or Cas could see me now, I’m not sure they wouldn’t be sending me to have my fucking head examined because even I was starting to wonder right now.

“Touch nothing in my room, you understand?”

I didn’t actually wait to see what she said, I just pulled her along with me into the closet. It wasn’t bare, but I didn’t keep a lot here. Just necessities. A spare tux and a few other things that one never knew when they might need when doing business in the city.

I grabbed for another one of my hoodies and paused. This was mine. I looked back at her, dropping her wrist and watching her watching me.

“Here.”

What the hell was I doing?

Sharing?

She reached for the sweatshirt. I wasn’t letting go even as her hand tried to pull it from mine.

“No one else is allowed to touch this. Just you. Only you.”

I couldn’t begin to understand myself, but I stepped closer to her, sandwiching the sweatshirt between the two of us.

I reached around her and found the small zipper, pulling it slowly down her back, letting my fingers trail over the soft fabric warm from her body. Underneath I felt what could only be a corset. When the zipper stopped, I finally released the fabric of the sweatshirt, but I didn’t let her go.

I ran my fingers over that fabric, finding the clasps holding it on her. I started from the bottom where the fasteners met her ass, finding a small little string. I’d leave that there for now.

Slowly each little clasp released as I pushed them apart.

“I don’t want any of your rich shit touching my stuff either. Just your body.”

It was then that I realized I hadn’t looked away. I hadn’t stopped watching her watch me the entire time. It was like I wanted to see her just as badly as my soul craved for someone to see me. That last thought, though, I would just ignore. I didn’t need someone. I had X and Cas and now my two sisters. Annoyed as I was with the change, I knew I had them. I knew that keeping my brothers close meant accepting that they needed more than just each other. Gone were the days where we were enough. Gone were the days that I only had two assholes to look after.

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