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I knew he was battling with some inner demon about us, because I knew he wanted me too. That much was clear every time he was around me.
I just had to have faith that he’d figure it out before too long.
I smiled to myself and sighed; snuggling deeper into my bed as sleep started to pull me under. Sometime later, a creak of a floorboard on the stairs in the hallway vibrated right through me and my eyes flew open.
I forced myself to lay still as I listened for another sound to indicate it wasn’t just the old house creaking by itself. A second later I heard another one.
Closer to my open bedroom door.
Oh my god.
Panic filled my body as I heard a third one and then I turned to peek over my shoulder as a dark shadow filled my doorway.
“No!” I screamed and flailed trying to get out of my bed. My blankets and sheets tangled around my legs, as I fell onto the floor on my hands and knees. I flung myself across the floor towards the window, intent on throwing myself out of it rather than dare to stay inside to fight off the large intruder.
“Stop.” A deep voice demanded as the man crossed my room in two quick steps and grabbed my arms as I threw the window open. “Are you insane?”
I screamed again, hitting him with closed fists that did nothing but bounce back off him. “Let me go!”
“Delilah.” He grunted when my knee connected with his thigh, “It’s Fox. Stop it damnit.” His words slugged their way through my brain in slow motion as I continued to fight him. “Fuck.” He grunted and then wrapped his hands around both of my wrists and pushed me backwards onto my bed, following me down with his body. “D, it’s me.”
He pinned my arms above my head and used his legs to immobilize mine. I had no choice but to stare up at him until my panic made way for reason.
“Fox?” I whispered in shock. “Oh my god.” I sagged back into my bed and nearly wept from the relief pulsating through me.
“Who the fuck else would it be?”
“I don’t know!” I hissed, “JJ or a serial killer!”
He smirked and the soft glow of my alarm clock lit up his perfect white teeth. “Nope, just a big bad wolf.”
I sagged into the bed, “Hmm.” I sighed and flexed my arms that he still pinned, but I couldn’t move against his strength. His body was so big and hot on top of mine and the adrenaline that had been filling my veins turned into lava as arousal sparked inside of me. “Are you going to let me go? What are you doing in my house anyway?”
“I hadn’t planned on pinning you down, but now that I have you here.” His voice dropped an octave more and it rumbled against my skin where he was pressed against me. His eyes scanned my face and then lower to my chest, and he sighed, letting his smirk fall into something more sinister. Almost like a snarl. “This fucking tank top, D.” He groaned and I looked down at my chest.
I wore the same sleep top I had on the last time he made a surprise appearance in my bedroom, and it had gotten twisted and tangled between us in my fight. I could see the darkness of my bare nipples through the dim lighting, and they pebbled as he continued to stare down at them.
My hips flexed under his body on their own and I panted from our fight and the desire trying to take me over.
I had never felt a man cover every inch of me like this before, and it was intoxicating.
Especially because it was Fox.
And I wanted nothing more than to strip down and offer myself to him like a meal to a starving man.
He was all I thought about anymore.
Every fantasy stared the dark and mysterious man that had given me my first motorcycle ride and real first kiss. I laid in bed every single night, sometimes as soon as I got home from class and played with myself imagining what it’d feel like to be consumed by him like this. Now I was getting it in real life.
But he acted like our kiss had never happened, and then challenged me to run away from him a few days later. So, I’d thrown the ball back in his court and told him he knew where to find me when he was ready to act on the desire we both felt.
A few days ago, with nothing but radio silence from him, I got a ride home with a friend from class: a male friend. I hadn’t planned it, but Fox had been in the driveway working on my brother’s bike with him when we pulled in. The darkness that heated his face when I got out of my friend’s car was enough to melt the rubber on the black top.
But he still didn’t say anything to me.
He just stared and then turned around and ignored me.
Which pissed me off.
