“I bet you would.Hand me a real towel,please.”
“I really thought you were more adventurous,” I mutter, teasingly.I replace the towel with a large bath one, reaching it to her.She stares at it for a minute with a frown.“What’s wrong now?”I ask, curious as to what is running through her head.
“I um… Can you hold it out for me?”she asks, blushing a bright red again.Torrent is such a mixture of shyness and sarcasm that she intrigues me every minute I’m with her.She leaves me wanting to see what happens next.
I stretch the towel out, holding it in both of my hands.I look at her over the top of it, leering with my face showing nothing but challenge.
“Like this, Angel?”
“I’m trusting you not to peek,” she warns.
“Scouts honor,” I grin.
“Turn your head.”
She waits until I do it, and then stands.The sound of water sloshing makes my mind go wild.I know the visions I’m picturing could only pale next to the real thing…
“You’re looking!”she gasps, pulling the towel around her quickly.She did it before I barely got a glance, but what I did see was fucking amazing.
“Darlin’, I’m called Devil for a reason.There’s not a straight man alive who could pass up that chance.Hell, some gay ones too.”
“Whatever.You were never a scout, were you?”
“In the most technical sense…no,” I laugh.
“Can I get you to go back out into the hall while I get dressed?”
“If I say no?”
“Then I think our date will be over pretty quickly,” she says stubbornly.
I think she’s bluffing, but I’m not willing to test that out.I lean over and kiss her quickly, and walk away.
“Don’t keep me waiting too long, Angel.You never know when I might be forced to come back in—to check on you, of course.”
“You never know when I might be forced to clobber you over the head with that baseball bat by my bed—in shock, of course.”
And there’s the old Torrent, mimicking me and giving as good as she gets.I laugh as I leave the room, because I could see her doing it, and I’m as fucked up as everyone has always accused me of being—because I like it.
Chapter44
Torrent
I smileas he closes the door.I really wasn’t expecting him tonight.I actually wasn’t sure how this would work.I’m surprised he’s here and I keep looking around, certain that some of my dad’s men will find him—or know he’s here.
I throw on a pair of pajamas.I should probably dress up since Devil is here.This isn’t exactly a normal date, though, and I want to relax tonight.I look at my jeans and T-shirts hanging in the closet and second guess myself, but finally say fuck it and close the door.I towel dry my hair and stare longingly at my blow dryer.My hair will be an untamable mess by morning, but I don’t want to delay being with Logan.I can admit that I’m happy he’s here—even excited.It’s probably not fair and makes me all kinds of horrible—but I’m glad that Wolf is out of town.
“What are you doing now?”I ask Devil when I finally track him down in the kitchen.
“I’m hungry,” he says with a grin.“You’re looking good, Torrent,” He takes a bite of a banana.The same could definitely be said about him.Eating a banana shouldn’t be sexy, but somehow on Devil it is.
“I’m pretty sure there’s something more filling in this kitchen than bananas,” I laugh, sliding into a stool at the breakfast bar.He pulls off a piece of his banana and brings it to my lips.I’m almost hypnotized by the look on his face and without thought find myself opening for him.He slips the sweet bite between my lips and I suck it from his fingers.I don’t think it’s my imagination that his eyes darken in color.My heart feels like it’s kicked into overdrive in my chest and I forget to breathe.
“I know,” he says.“There’s peanut butter.”
I blink, wondering if I misheard him.
“Peanut butter?”