AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I know what my problem is, and it dangles between my legs, too damn heavy, begging to fill her up. Everything is good, but thinking about her takes a toll on me.
Neither of them glances at me when I slide into the bathroom and pull the door closed.
Good.
Once inside, I toss my clothes on a shelf and peer at myself in the mirror.
My towel falls to the floor before I get the chance to peel it off. My erection juts into the air. It’s the only thing showing some excitement.
My smile has vanished, everything else is dark on my face, and I’m no longer in a mood to joke with anyone.
* * *
RAVEN
In her hotel room.After she returns.
“What the hell was that, Raven?”
His voice catches. It’s hoarse, thick with frustration, and lined with genuine emotions I’ve never seen in him.
His eyes look like the dark-gray clouds gathering across the sky before the rain starts to pour.
He looks as if a killer storm has swept through him and left him dark as hell. I’ve never seen him look like that before.
What happened to him?
What happened to me?
Why do I feel like I owe him an explanation?
Why do his eyes scorch me with their glare?
He looks like he could rip off pieces of flesh from my body with his bare hands.
Why do I get lost in the mirrors of his eyes while staring into the dark fury gripping his soul?
I owe him nothing. He shouldn’t be here. I’ve done nothing different than what’s written in the contract.
He’s probably not even thinking about that.
It’s most likely only me getting anxious, feeling the burden of guilt. And, more importantly, feeling torn.
He, Kai Walker, wants to know why I pulled a prank on him.
He didn’t like it because it made him look bad. At least, that’s what I think. But how could I possibly know?
I search his eyes, the stern look on his face and the tight seam of his mouth throwing me for a loop.
He’s fuming, and I’ve never seen this man in him before.
What bothers him so much?
And why do I feel like I’m so damn bound to him?
“What are you talking about?” I toss at him, calm and off-tone.
Even that can be deemed a personal affront. And in a way, it is.
