Page 18 of Breaking Free (Guarded Hearts)
They look at the each other in disbelief and come farther into the room. Drew stands up and now he and Shawn are toe to toe. Both of them are over six feet tall and jacked to the max. If they end up fighting, I’m not sure J could even break it up and he’s definitely not the least bit scrawny.
“I asked you a fucking question. What are you doing here?”
Drew laughs. He is such a damn instigator. “I should ask you why you feel like you have the right to come barging into my girl’s room.”His girl? Since when?I’ve only told him no a gazillion times.
“I’m sorry, asshole. You talking about the girl you fucking abandoned and left everyone else to pick up the pieces?”
Thanks for making me out to be some pathetic loser.I stand up and wedge myself between them which is no easy feat. Especially since it meant being in close proximity to Shawn and touching him. “Can we stop, please? I’m sorry I scared you guys, okay? I’m fine, though.”
Shawn looks down at me. “Holls, you need to move before you end up getting hurt.” Both of their chests are moving so rapidly that I’m lightly bouncing back and forth between them.
“Don’t you tell her what to do.” I look at Drew.Ummm, that is the pot calling the damn kettle black.He snakes an arm around my waist and quickly moves me behind him.
“Get your hands off of her and get out of this damn house. You arenotwelcome here and if I have to physically kick you the fuck out I will.” Shawn got busted for underground fighting months ago and I don’t doubt that he will make good on that threat.
“I don’t give a shit what you want. She hasn’t asked me to leave and that’s all I fucking care about.”
“Oh my God!” All of our heads turn to see Nicole in the doorway with Christen behind her. “You’re here?! Thank God! Now she can rejoin the land of the living.”
Well, any chance I had of playing it cool is definitely out the window.
Christen walks further into the room and stands next to Shawn. “Come on, let’s go back to bed.”
He looks down at her and his face softens. “You go, babe. I’ll be in once we get him out of here.”
“No, you’re going to leave them alone and let them work stuff out.”
I can see him struggling with the decision to back down. In the end, he shoots Drew a look before taking Christen’s hand and walking out of the room. Nicole and J are still standing there staring at us.
“We’ll get out of here, too.” Jason grabs Nicole’s hand and pulls her out of the room. The entire time, though, she is still staring at Drew. He shuts the light off and closes the door when they leave and Drew turns around to face me.
“You need a door that fucking locks.” He runs one of his hands through my hair and grabs the back of my neck. When he kisses me, my entire body comes alive. As much I hate it, I missed him. Drew walks me backward until the back of my legs hit the bed and we slowly lower ourselves onto it. I wrap my fists up in his shirt, almost as if I’m scared that if I let go I’ll never see him again.
Drew’s free hand starts to inch under my shirt but I stop him. He stops kissing me and looks into my eyes, silently asking me what’s wrong.
How do I say it? “Um, can I ask you a few questions?” I can’t read the expression on his face. He rolls onto his side, resting his head on his elbow.Here goes nothing.“Why did you come here tonight? I mean, I haven’t heard from you in almost a week, and then you just show up and sneak into my bedroom window?”
“Does it matter why I came back? I’m here.”
My mouth drops open. “Yes, it matters. I’m not some toy that you can just play with whenever you get bored.”
“I don’t know what you want from me, James. You don’t want a boyfriend, but you also don’t want casual sex. I can see in your eyes that you love when I fucking tell you what to do, but it pisses you off at the same time. You left me at the concert, but then I find out that you’ve been upset all week. I’ve been very clear with you; the only thingIfucking want is you. Tell me whatyouwant.”
This is the problem right here. “I don’tknowwhat I want.”
“Well, then how the hell am I supposed to?”
He’s right. I can’t blame him for all of the confusion between us. I know what Drew wants from me, I just don’t know if I’m able to give it to him. “You’re not, I guess.” I sit up and run my hand through my hair. “I don’t know what to tell you, Drew. I’m kind of fucked up right now. Honestly, it’s probably more than you want to deal with.”
“Let me decide what I want to deal with.” His mouth crashes into mine, forcing me back down onto the bed. This isn’t slow like before, it’s frenzied and full of need. Drew grabs my shirt, ripping it in two.I’m gonna have to walk around naked pretty soon because I’ll have no clothes left.I grasp the bottom of his shirt, lifting it over our heads as his mouth descends upon me.
Every time his teeth graze me I get goose bumps everywhere. He slowly makes his way down until he gets to the top of my pants. Surprisingly, he lowers them down and they stay intact. That’s when he shocks me and straddles me with my pants still in his hands.
“I’ve been fucking dreaming about doing this to you.”Doing what?He kisses me, and before I know what’s going on, he binds my hands above my head with my pants.No, I don’t want this.I need to tell him. All I can think of is that night, though. The pain of numb limbs, the marks for weeks afterward from the rope. I feel like I can’t breathe and I start to panic.
“Let me go! Take it off!”
Drew’s face turns from lust to concern and confusion. He quickly frees my hands and I back away from him. I’m now sitting up with my knees pulled close to my chest and my head buried in between them. He places his hand on my back and I jump.
