Page 85 of Prey Tell
My breathing hitches at his words. “I see where you’re coming from, Ravage.” A look of surprise passes over his face before he goes back to sulking. “But I think you’ve forgotten that roses have thorns, too.”
His jaw tics as he looks away. “That may be true, but I do still think it’s best if you leave.”
My pulse races through my veins, and everything feels hot and cold all at once. I stand up a bit unsteadily, and Chase twitches before I hold a shaking hand up. He wanted to continue playing games?Fine.I could play his game. I was always capable of playing his game, but he’s always too busy underestimating me to notice.
“Okay. I’ll go pack my things.”
I swear I see his face pale a bit. His stiff posture breaks for a second, like he’s about to reach out for me, but then he presses his lips together and nods.
I’m about to turn toward the bedroom when an idea forms in my mind.
“Can you please help me change clothes?”
He stiffens but nods, walking over to me and helping me into his bedroom. Before he can react, I pull his shirt over my head and toss it into the corner. When I turn to face him, his eyes are not on my face.
“Pants too, please.”
Did you wear these for me? Bright red, like you fuckingwantto be caught? Like you’re atarget?
He steps forward, and I exaggerate my limp as I meet him halfway. His hands move to my waistband, and when his thumb grazes my sensitive skin, I let out a tiny moan.
He goes completely still, and I watch the way his chest is rising and falling. “Juliet,” he warns, glaring down at me.
“Are you going to help me out of my jeans?” I say, completely ignoring his warning.
His nostrils flare as he unbuttons and unzips them, tugging them down my legs. As he goes lower, I place a hand on his shoulder and take the tiniest step forward so that his face is inches from my core. I step out of them slowly, and I don’t exaggerate the wince that leaves my lips when he gently pulls my bad ankle out of the leg hole.
He’s standing in the next second, taking a step back.
“Thanks,” I mumble, my eyes catching the stiffness in his pants with a satisfactory smirk. “On second thought, I might take a quick shower.” When my gaze moves to his, I see both sides of him warring each other as he looks away from me, scantily clad in my bright red bra and underwear. The side that thinks he wants me to leave… and the side thatreallyfucking wants me to stay. “Do you think you could help me so that I don’t fall?”
His expression is deranged when he looks up at me.
Marching forward with determination, I yelp when he pushes me roughly against the wall, somehow managing to lift me slightly so that I don’t hurt my ankle.
“I know what you’re doing, Parker. I can see right fucking through you.”
I narrow my eyes as my hands wrap around the back of his neck, as my legs come up and wrap around his waist.
“And I see right fucking through you, too, Chase.”
His eyes flicker back to blue briefly before darkening again. “And what is it that you think you see?” he growls. His calloused hands come to my hips, running along the curve of my ass.
A breathy moan leaves my lips. “Stop with the idle threats. They mean nothing to me. I know you want this. I know you want me, so stop trying to make me walk away.”
His chest is rising and falling rapidly as his eyes bore into mine. “Fine.”
“Fine,” I acquiesce.
“You would’ve walked out of that door just to prove a point,” he says, something akin to amusement dancing over his features.
“Damn right, I would’ve.” I lift my hands to his neck, and he tilts his head slightly, leaning into the touch. My right palm comes to the side of his face, resting against his scruff.God, he’s so fucking beautiful.“I told you before. You don’t scare me. I can see you.Allof you.”
“Parker, you don’t know the first thing—”
“Stop underestimating me,” I grit out. “Yellow. Red. Whatever. Look at me asChase.Not as my Dominant.”
He lets out a shaky sigh and rests his forehead against mine. “Fine. You win, Parker.”
