Page 19 of Venom
Hair up, a baggy sweater, and leggings.
Fuck me, she is gorgeous.
How did I not notice her over the years?
How could I have been so blind to my emotions?
Raya sighs without looking up. Instead, she drops her chin to her chest, and I tilt my head as I try not to smirk with triumph.
Of course, she knows I’m here.
She’s just confirmed she feels me just like I feel her whenever we’re in each other’s orbit. She doesn’t know it, but she has just made my day, no fuck that, she’s just made my year.
“Come to kick me out?” she asks, finally looking up after taking a deep breath.
We lock eyes, her gorgeous, icy blue ones looking guarded, and I half smile, asking, “Now why would I do that?”
She scoffs, “Oh, I don’t know, probably because you got me kicked out of my last apartment, and the club letting me rent this place was most likely your way of trying to keep me from your sister!”
I slowly grin, the blood pouring out of her old landlord's nose coming back to me after I punched the fucker in the face, before my grin turns into a scowl, realizing what she just insinuated.
Surely she doesn’t think I’m still trying to break their friendship, not after everything she’s done for my little sister and nephew?
Fuck, I’m in awe of her.
“Okay, one, I would never kick you out of here to try and break your friendship with Ivy. You are the loyalist friend she has ever had, and I’m sorry I ever thought differently,” I say softly, causing her eyes to soften a little as her mouth parts with my admission. I finish, “And two, maybe you shouldn’t have agreed to go on a date to piss me off with that fucker.”
The fucker was a sleaze, and she knows it, fuck, even Ivy admitted he asked Raya out every chance he got, and she knows I know that, yet decided to accept after years of declining because she felt me behind her.
She wanted a reaction from me, and she fucking got it.
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have wound me up,” she retorts, ignoring my apology regarding my sister, which doesn’t surprise me.
She sees me as the big bad wolf in her world, and I don’t know how I can change that, but I know I’ll die trying.
“Kitten,” I begin as she shoves me to the side so she can get to her door, and I chuckle a little because I barely move, which just makes her huff, and I step a little bit out of her way. If she thinks she’ll slam that door in my face, she has another thing coming.
Shaking her head, she puts her key in her lock, the same key I have on mine – not that she knows that – and opens her door before stepping into the doorway and turns to face me, to most likely tell me to fuck off, which is not going to happen.
“All I said was that you couldn’t find a date, kitten,” I chuckle and she looks at me firmly, her eyes glaring hard, so hard, if looks could kill, I’d be dead, and I admit, “I wanted a rise out of you and I got one.”
Raya narrows her eyes and growls, “You are a jackass, Venom!” and I shrug because yeah, I am, or well I have been, but a guy has got to do what a guy has got to do to get a reaction from the girl who hates him.
Growling, she demands, “Get lost, Venom!”
I grin and deny, “Nope,” adding a pop to my ‘p’ knowing it will piss her off.
Her face reddens as she grips her door before her arm moves, ready to slam it in my face, but I act on instinct. I don’t think about the repercussions, or the fact I want to woo her into dating me, instead, the only thought I can think of is not wanting our banter to end and I slam my right hand against the wood to stop her from slamming it which only pisses her off more. She moves to shove me out of the way but just as her hand makes contact with my pecs, I grip her wrist and yank her forward making her gasp before I cup the back of her head and slam my lips against hers and fuck me…
I melt as sparks, fireworks, tingles, fucking everything rushes through me, and everything settles deep inside as I yank her clip out of her hair, then grip it before I wrap my right arm around her waist and hold her close to me, shoving my tongue through her lips before tangling it with hers.
Her shock wears off, and instead of hitting me like I thought she would, she melts into me, her body leaning against mine as she kisses me back.
Fuck yes!
Without a second thought, not looking a gift horse in the mouth so to speak, I lift her and walk forward before slamming the door shut with my foot, then I spin and push her up against it, our kiss heating up.
All rational thinking has gone. The feel of her against me, her lips molding against mine, is all I can focus on.
