Page 53 of Resurfaced Passion
“You come to me or I’ll jump over this thing.”
“Good gravy, you’re dramatic. See? It’s okay now.” He had her arm gently in his two hands inspecting the burn. All Paige felt was his touch, the tingles shooting straight up to her shoulder as he stroked around it.
He discharged a grumbling noise and turned those world-shattering eyes on her. She was so lost in that paused vortex between them. “I don’t think it’ll blister but grab some ice.”
Her eyelids drooped, her spine curled, and Paige breathed through the tremor in her throat. His touch made flickers of last night rush through her mind, the rough way he’d handled her…spoke to her. She was this close to asking him to go on stroking her, but maybe lower on her body. Pity he sent her off to get stupid ice.
She was sure Reaper would be sitting right there at her counter when she returned. Ready to tell herhey, thanks for letting me get you off last night, how about that date now? So, she was a little perplexed seeing him at his table sitting with two other Renegade Souls boys. They were deep in conversation and though it appeared Reaper was listening too, he glanced over her way more than a few times.
She scowled whilst working. Clattered cups and avoided looking at him.
Okay, so he was pretending he didn’t come on her boobs then.
Cool. Great.Super.
She had no plans to mention it to him at all if that was what he was expecting. Screw him and his gorgeous eyes. As the minutes went by, she sent Lucie over to take their orders. The other two didn’t stick around, they got coffees and breakfast sandwiches to go, leaving Reaper alone to eat. She tried to appear busy when he stepped up to pay, even going so far as to ignore him in hopes he handed his money to Lucie, who unfortunately was in a heated texting argument with her college boyfriend, something about cheerleaders and frat parties, Paige hadn’t paid attention to Lucie’s ranting.
“Paige?”
“Ten-eighty, please.” She said, looking at a spot over his shoulder. He gave a twenty and told her to keep the change. She slammed it into the tip jar and then regretted her temper.
So what if he didn’t mention last night. Sex was never a big deal to guys.
“Have a good day,” she told him over her shoulder.
“Hey, can you look at me?” She did. And saw confusion in his eyes. “You left early this morning?”Oh… “I guess the pills knocked me out, sorry about that. You should’ve took the bed though.”
What the…what? He was acting like he didn’t even know what happened between them last night. Here Paige was all tied in sexual knots and Reaper was his typical aloof self.
Confusion stung her nose and she dared ask. “Do you remember last night?”
“Burgers, bad TV, you asking me a dozen questions, and passing out? Yeah.”
Oh.
My.
God.
The color drained from Paige’s face and Reaper must have noticed because his eyebrows dropped, lips slackened.
“Seriously? Are you just messing with me now for shits and laughs?”
“Paige, what’re you talking about? Did I say something last night?” The way he asked… in that cautious way would have ordinarily made her assume he had something to hide, but her brain was too busy flailing and spewing out curse words. “If I did, just ignore me, alright? The headache meds are strong as fuck and I pass out like I’m dead and hardly remember anything. It’s why I hate taking them.”
Okay. Paige did another tour of the OH-MY-GODS.
She’d taken advantage of him.
He’d been in pain, probably deliriously from his meds and she’d absolutely taken advantage of a man who didn’t know what he was doing.
“Okay. I need to tell you something and I don’t want you to freak out.”Or send me to jail.Could she go to jail for having an orgasm on his hands and kissing him so hard until her lips felt numb? “We kinda fooled around last night.” She blurted; cheeks flamed. Reaper’s two dark eyebrows shot up into his hat and she was surprised to see smolder coasting his eyes before he pressed both hands into the counter, leaning toward her. “I didn’t know you’d get freaking memory loss or whatever because of your pills. You fell asleep before we did… you know… the deed.” She whispered, mortification making all her limbs unworkable, she couldn’t even look him in the eye.
The last thing she expected was for Reaper to throw his head back and start roaring with laughter.
Paige did the only thing her panicked brain told her to do.
She fled.
