Page 28 of Find Me in the Rain
“Are you all right, Lu?” Alec’s voice warms my ear and neck.
He spins me in his arms and looks me over for visible injuries. I can’t help the giggle that comes out of me. A big smile instantly breaks across his lips, creasing the dimple in his left cheek.
“What’s so funny?” He lightly shakes his head.
“He was feeling me up; you won’t find any cuts or bruises.” I’m still giggling and starting to think that maybe I’m not so okay after all.
His gaze shoots to the guy behind me, still being held up by Cam and the rest of the team.
If looks could kill.
When his gaze returns to me, all the harshness is gone. “Are you okay?” His fingers start slowly rubbing up and down my arms where he’s holding me.
My breathing slows, and I can feel my heart gradually calm down.
I nod my head. “Yeah, th-thank you.”
He pulls me closer to him, and I let him. His fingers continue to soothe me, keeping a consistent rhythm. And maybe it’s the adrenaline talking—definitely the adrenaline talking—but I wish he would use his fingers and that rhythm on a certain spot between my legs.
Nope.That’s wrong! Stop thinking about his hand between your legs.
Dammit.
When he rests his chin on my head, I inhale a sharp breath, and a whole different feeling washes over me. It’s like being back in time. Except now, he’s built like Hercules, and he could bench, like, two of me. Alec holding me like this makes the world around us disappear.
But I can’t find comfort in this. I just can’t.
I pull out of his arms. “I have to get back to work. Thanks again.”
Turning to see if the missing boy is still alive, I find no one there. The missing guy and his buddies are long gone, probably thanks to Axel or Claude—or both. Cam and the team are gone too.
Alec grabs my wrist, but his touch is as light as a feather. “Lu, wait.”
I turn, giving him back my attention even though my mind is telling me not to.
He rubs the back of his neck, rocking his weight back and forth, still lightly holding my wrist. “Can I see you sometime? Coffee, lunch, dinner, whatever you want.”
My chest warms at his question. But I can’t deny the fact that the only reason we aren’t together right now is because of him.
But with my mom being sick, I’ve learned one thing. Life is short, and most of the time, it fucking sucks. So, when something makes you happy or even brings you an ounce of joy, you grab on to it, and you never let go.
Fuck, I’m going to regret this.
“Yes.”
When we get home, I crawl under my covers, eager to fall asleep. But seconds of tossing and turning build to minutes and then an hour.
Why am I so restless?
My mind automatically starts replaying tonight’s events like a movie. When it gets to the part where Alec’s rough hands were on me, I start to get an idea of why I can’t sleep.
My hand drifts under the covers, finding the waistband of my panties. My eyelids flutter closed as I imagine Alec’s hands on me again, on them trailing down my arms, onto my sides, sliding between my legs—
STOP.
Fucking hell.
I switch the main character out in my mind to someone with no strings attached.
