Page 67 of Chase
I fucking made sure to swipe Monroe’s portable battery charger and shove it in my fleece pocket along with some foot warmers I found in his room. He was out all night with that rookie cop he’s been fucking around with.
I check to make sure I have my phone and some protein bars before I’m ready to go.
Now that the sun’s out, I need to find my damn hat. It went flying off my head last night when I tried to knock Will on his ass. I love Max and Drew for having my back. but I’m fucking pissed that they intervened like that.
He ran his mouth and I don’t fucking like that one bit. First at the Showcase and then last night. That’s twice now and two times too many. Fucking bastard.
I text her I’m here but to take her time and not even five minutes later she walks out of those glass doors. My heart bounces around my rib cage like a rogue puck hitting the crossbar to the goal when I see her.Fuck, she’s perfect.
I get sucked into those golden eyes that no doubt make the sun jealous. She looks like a shooting star when she runs into my open arms. I squeeze her into me and can’t get her close enough.
My cock perks up when I smell her sweet skin, kiss her addictive lips, and hold her as close as I can without being arrested for public indecency.It would be fucking worth it.
Some guy walks out of the building and loudly whistles. It’s enough to take her by surprise and she jumps outta my arms before taking a few steps back. Her cheeks are as red as her hair and she smooths out her jacket.
I start counting backwards to give her a few seconds to breathe.10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1.Fuck this, she’s too far away.I hook my arm around her waist and bring her back into me. Right where she belongs.
“What’s wrong, gorgeous?” I skim her soft cheek with the back of my knuckles and search her beautiful face. She glances down at my lips and she lets me kiss her again.I love this pretty pink mouth.
I need to taste her and try to get her to open up for me but she’s not having it.
“Chase, we’re causin’ a scene out here in broad daylight,” she says against my lips and I smile at my prim and proper girl.
“That sounds fun, let’s do that,” I try to kiss her again but she places her hands on my chest and I know she’s not messing around. I immediately pull back. I never want her to feel like what she wants isn’t important and if she wants me to stop then I will. It might fucking kill me, but I’ll do it.
“You’re terrible, now come on, I don’t want to be late.” She lets me kiss the tip of her little nose, before stepping away from me. I don’t move and she turns back around.
“Come here, Birdie,” I tell her with an undertone to my voice that only seems to surface for her. I hold out my right hand and she doesn’t hesitate to come to me.That’s my good girl.
“Now we can go,” I say to her while sliding my palm against hers and entwining our fingers together. Even with a few bandaids on her hand, it’s still smooth and soft. “I like holdingyour hand like this,” I tell her and rub my thumb over her flesh to make sure she’s really here with me.
“I like it too.” We’re quiet while we walk down the paths into the heart of campus. It’s not a weird quiet or one of those moments that makes you feel like you have to fill the air to remind the other person that you’re there. I get like that. I try to be so many damn things to the people I care about and I’ve ended up fucking failing anyway.
But right now, I don’t feel like I have to be anything else than hers. And I fucking love that.
Chapter Thirty-One
MY HEAD WASfull of Chase long after we hung up the phone. That man had left me lusting for him after he outright told me that I’d be sleeping in his bed from now on.
I ended up taking things into my own hands to ease the ache he left me with. I usually love my battery operated boyfriend, but it was no match for what I really wanted. And that was him.
He had touched me with a level of passion and intention that I’d never experienced before. He had connected all the dots,making sure I heard his words, saw the hearts in his eyes, and felt how much I already seemed to mean to him. My head, my heart, and every inch of me was at his mercy.
It may have been the first time he put his hands on me, but he had me singing his name like my kitty was his favorite toy to play with. And the mouth on that man when he gets frisky was downright filthy.And I loved it.
All I wanted to do was please him back. To make him addicted to me as I was to him. He made me feel powerful when I stacked my fist on top of his and we got him off together.
I felt like a goddess under the night sky with my knees digging in the earth while we made him come. Last night still sent aftershocks through my system. He had lit me right up and had me burning hot. I was up thinking about him all night. I’ve got a feeling the fire I feel for him is made up of eternal flames.
It’s why I’m sprinting to get to him now. He’s standing outside the glass doors with his arms outstretched waiting for me to fill them up.
I’m not sure who kisses who first or if our lips just magnetically came together, but this kiss tells me he missed me just as much as I did him.Maybe he’s just as crazy as I am.
This all seems like it’s moving at warp speed but then again, we’ve been dancing around each other for months now. And neither of us seem to want to slow things down now that we’re here.
A whistle breaks through my thoughts and reminds me of my high school cheerleading coach. I immediately jump back and into place remembering my manners.
Mama would lock me in my room if she knew I was out here rubbing on a man like this. She’s always cared more about what people have said about me, than for me as a person. It’s like she prefers the idea of me than actual me. Most people do. But not Chase.
