Page 58 of Bad Blood

“Yeah. She would have liked that you want to work with people who have rare illnesses. I like that you do too.”Christ, listen to me.There was something freeing about saying that, though.

“Is that why you’re here?” She raises a brow. “Because it’s kind of Saturday and we don’t see each other on Saturdays. Unless you changed the rules of the contract.”

I gaze into those bright green eyes and they suck me into a place I never want to leave, swallowing me whole. The feeling makes me want to be real with her and not hide.

“This isn’t about that. I wanted to see you.”

“And so you tracked me down?”

“It makes me more interesting, don’t you think?”

She smiles. “It does, but you’re going to have to stop doing that if you don’t want me to think you’re a stalker.”

“What’s wrong with being your stalker?” I feign innocence and lift my shoulders into a shrug.

She starts laughing and I love the sound so much, I wish I could record it.

I reach forward to cup her face and she moves toward me at the same time I lower my head to kiss her.

Apart from the night of the party weeks ago, this is the first time we’ve kissed in public. That night didn’t really count because I couldn’t see anyone else around.

There are people around now who know me, but I don’t care who’s watching.

The girl I care about is kissing me back and just pressed her dainty hand to my chest.

I move away from her lips to gaze down at her.

“Go to lunch with me?”

“Okay.”

We ateand the rest of the time was spent in my car.

I parked under the willow tree by the river where no one could see us. There she rode my cock and I got drunk on her body.

I’m doing it all over again now as I kiss her. It’s almost dark and she was just putting her clothes back on, but every time she tried to fix herself, I ended up taking something else off.

“You are going to get me in trouble,” she moans as I kiss her neck and tweak her left nipple.

“We’re already in trouble.”

“You know what I mean. Chad, I’m going to have to head back soon. I have homework.”

“You’re mine. I don’t want to share you with anyone, not even fucking homework.”

“You are crazy.” She giggles.

“Yes, and I’m being serious. You’re mine.” Possessive need takes over again like it did earlier. This time at the thought of her belonging to me. “Tell me you’re mine.”

I nibble on her neck, wanting her again. I want to take her home and have her all to myself in my bed.

She answers with a moan and I guide her hand to cover my aching cock.

“Tell me.”

“I’m yours.”

“Good girl. No one else will ever touch you.” As I say those words, I know I’ve officially lost my mind, and the worst part about losing it is that I don’t want it back. “You will forget everyone else before me. Everyone who’s ever touched you.Everyone.”

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