Page 162 of Lilah
I always keep extra nail polish in my car. If I mess one nail up, then I don't have to worry.
But what I don't have is remover. And the polish just so happens to be gel.
"Well," I start, "technically it'll come off if you scrub it for a while."
He only stares at me. No emotion rests on his face.
"I'm not even fuckin' surprised you did this shit."
"Grey! I didn't even-" I'm cut off when Bear jumps up onto the counter beside us, his purple toenails in view.
"Oh my gosh! They did it to him too?!" I gasp. He rolls his eyes at me.
I look down at his arms that rest on either side of me on the counter. Veins run up his forearms and I don't even hold back from dragging my finger along one near the middle.
How does he get it to do that?
He leans closer and I keep from shivering upon feeling his lips near the shell of my ear.
"Don't tease Lilah," he spreads my legs and steps between them, pulling me closer to him by my waist.
"You're getting me wet," I wipe a water droplet from his bare chest in front of me. His hair is still dripping.
His hands roam up the shirt on my body. I look up to him and see how dark and sinful he looks.
"Wet, huh?" He questions lowly. I swallow thickly.
He leans into me and kisses my lips once.
He kisses down my neck and his hands roam.
One hand stops at the top of my underwear. Near the front where my goodie of all goodies is.
"How wet?" He kisses along my jaw and I realize how heavily I've started breathing. My heart beats faster like I've just run a marathon.
He's giving me breathing issues.
"Uh-um, ha, like," I struggle and I feel his lips curve into a smirk.
"I'll just have to see myself then," his lips return to mine as his hand travels under my underwear.
Oh my holy God.
Woah baby.
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? Grey ?
"I'm not even surprised to see you with painted nails," Jai sits opposite of me, organizing the files of cases we've completed this week.
"I mean a couple months ago, I'd be shocked beyond belief but knowing Azalea, this is probably going to be one of the least surprising things she'll do," he adds.
She's fucking killing me.
But do I hate the control she's got over me? Fuck no, she can do whatever she wants. I'm just along for the ride.
And she's a wild fucking ride.
