“Oh.” He snuggles his nose right below my ear, inhaling deeply. My breath hitches, and chills run rampant across my skin, “…but my sweet Peachy, rules—” his voice drops to a sinful whisper, “are made to be broken.”
He puts me in a fucking trance every time he’s close to me. The things he does to my body should be illegal.
My knees go weak. My eyes close on their own accord, and my head falls back against his solid chest. I can't fight it—the pull he has over me.
“Jay…” his name falls from my lips like a breathy moan.
I told myself I wouldn’t let this happen again. Yet here I am, falling into the same fucking trap as always.
“Yeah, Peachy?” He chuckles. His deep cocky laugh gets me every fucking time.
Then, his warm, wet hands slide up beneath my tank top, dragging across my bare stomach. It’s fucking torture. His racing heartbeat hammers against my back while his warm breath dances across my neck, sending a rush of tingles to cover my skin.
A whimper unwillingly slips from my lips.
That’s when I feel him harden behind me.
Oh god, I’m about to lose it again, and I’ve only been here for two fucking days. His warm lips gently slide across my bare neck, and I have to hold on to the counter for support. I’m about to say fuck it and let him take me on the kitchen counter.
But just then, we hear the garage door opening, and I quickly come to my senses. I spin in his arms and try to push him off me, but he just pulls me in tighter to his chest. I pound his chest with my fist, and he laughs.
He looks down at me. “What’s wrong? Don’t want my sister to see how turned on you get from me?”
“Fuck you Jaydon, let me go… I had a lapse in judgment.”
His smug laugh irritates me. “Seems to happen often.”
I throw daggers at him with my eyes. “Now, get away from me before Haleigh comes in.”
I completely forgot all about Haleigh coming over to help me set up my room and organize my things.
She gets bored now since she isn’t working, and most days, she stays around the house cooking and cleaning. So, she insisted on coming over this morning to help me. I have most of my stuff unpacked, just not exactly where it needs to be. Plus, it gives us some girl time. I don’t know where I would be without her.
The side door that leads from the kitchen to the garage suddenly opens.
“I’m here!” she shouts while walking in, then turns to find Jaydon and me standing in front of the sink.
“Hey, Hales!” I quickly back away from Jaydon, moving towards her to grab the coffee she’s carrying for both of us.
She looks at us, her brows pinching together for a few seconds before speaking. “Ells… why is your shirt soaking wet?”
Jaydon speaks, “Oh, she got into a little fight with the sink… apparently, she doesn’t know how the sprayer works.”
I quickly turn back to glare at him. Fucking asshole thinks this is funny.
“Ahh yes, the sink is anasshole.” I stare Jaydon directly in the eyes as I say it.
Then, he and Haleigh both laugh for different reasons.
“Jay, leave my bestie alone… come on, let’s go start on your room, Ells." She grabs me by the arm and drags me with her.
I quickly glance back, catching Jaydon standing, arms crossed. The heat simmering in his eyes is messing with my head.
But I'm done letting him get to me.
I'm putting up my fucking walls, and they will not be broken.
Chapter 15