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He pulled away, walked back to his motorcycle and climbed on without another word as I stood in utter shock. I lifted my fingertips to my lips, expecting them to feel different since the taste of him still seared them.
He watched me and then nodded towards the front door, instructing me to go inside before he left.
I dutifully turned and walked away before I could say something stupid to him.
Like want to come inside and help me be carefree for the night?
Fox was not the kind of man I needed to get wrapped up with. He was too dangerous and mysterious. Even if his kisses were downright magical.
It wasn’t like he was interested anyway. Not in someone like me when there were several women in bikini sized outfits back at the clubhouse; no doubt, ready to throw themselves at him. He was hands down the sexiest man in the world.
And never meant to be mine.
I might as well get on board with that before I let myself hope for a second.
I was meant to be alone in life and even Fox St. Claire wasn’t going to change that.
Chapter 5 – Delilah
Past
“Hey.”
I gasped and turned to the voice that surprised me on my way out of my front door. “Fox.” I pressed my hand to my heart and tried to bring it back down to a normal rhythm. “You scared the shit out of me.” He wore his usual dark jeans, white tee, and black vest. His shaggy brown hair was pushed back off his face and he had mirrored aviators on.
He was so fucking sexy. I bit my lip as I remembered the way his lips felt on mine when he kissed me the other night in almost the same spot we were standing in now.
“Sorry.” He said sheepishly with a dark smirk. “I’m waiting on Blaine.”
I looked from him to the house and then to my watch, “At eight am?” I asked and rolled my eyes. “Good luck. He wasn’t moving when I went by his room.”
“Pain in my ass.” He cursed tossing his cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it.
I snorted and nodded, “You’re telling me.”
“He didn’t give you too much trouble for finding your car at the club, did he?” He asked, falling in step next to me on my way to my car.
"Eh,” I shrugged, “Something like that.”
“Sorry.” He sighed, “I wanted to get it home for you before he got back but I got tied up.” I tried not to wonder what exactly had tied him up. Or who.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s not your responsibility.” I opened my car door and tossed my backpack in the seat. “You made sure I got home safe, that’s more important than saving me from an ass chewing.”
“Hmm.” He hummed and put his hands in his pockets. “Was it safe though?”
I squinted up at him, “What do you mean?”
“I kissed you.” He said, looking over his shoulder towards the front door. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
Embarrassment coursed through my veins as I dropped his gaze and looked down at my car door between us. “Why not?” I asked, cringing at how pathetic I was for even bothering. The man clearly regretted it and I was stupid enough to ask him why.
Like I needed another blow to my self-esteem.
“C’mon, D.” He sighed and ran his hand over the back of his neck.
“Right.” I said and closed my eyes, “Got it.”
I turned to slide into my car, but his hand gripped my upper arm and pulled me back. “Don’t be like that.” He said, turning me to face him. “Please.”
