Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
My phone died half an hour after I got there so I have no idea why she didn’t show. She could’ve at least answered my texts though. I waited another half hour before I took off, annoyed with my dead phone and pissed off at her. I was too angry storming out to realize I wouldn’t be able to catch a cab. If this prick wasn’t behind me I would’ve turned around and gone back to the bar to use the phone. But now I’m blocks away and this uneasy feeling won’t leave me. I’ve made one stupid decision after another and I don’t know how I’m going to get out of this fuckup I’ve gotten myself into.
Stupid me wanted to be a good friend. Stupid me wore the skimpy outfit she picked out for me even though it’s freezing. Stupid me believed her when she said she was on her way. Stupid me didn’t charge my phone. And now I’m alone in the cold, on the wrong side of town, being followed. If I make it out of this—scratch that, when I make it out of this—I’m going to fucking kill Lexi.
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Blake
* * *
She’s going to break her damn neck in those shoes. She carries herself well enough and it’s obvious she’s used to walking in heels, but the sidewalk is all cracked to shit and it’s only a matter of time before she trips and lands on her pretty ass. What the hell is a girl like that even doing walking down these streets? I know she’s not from around here. I knew it the second I saw her tonight, taking her sweet ass time sipping that pink drink in the shithole dive bar that’s practically my second home.
I’ve never seen her before but I sure as shit would’ve noticed if I had. Those eyes, deep chocolate brown, took my fucking breath away when I caught her staring. Of course she avoided looking my way the rest of the night. That pissed me off, but whatever. She’s got beautiful curves with enough of an ass on her to grab onto while I take her from behind. Her gorgeous auburn hair goes down to her waist; I could wrap it again and again around my wrist and pull her head back to bite her neck, leaving marks all over that flawless porcelain skin. Damn she’s beautiful. I bet the cold is making her pale skin redden. I could do a better job of making her skin flush though. And she’d fucking love it.
She’s picking up her pace, so I slow mine a bit. Not enough to let her get away, but enough to calm her ass down. I’m sure she hears me following her. I’m probably scaring the shit out of her, although I don’t mean to. I also don’t give a fuck–maybe it’ll teach her a lesson about walking home alone in this part of town. If she’d just waited a minute longer, I would’ve been able to ask her if she wanted me to walk her home or call her a cab. Or come home with me. But fucking Jace wouldn’t shut his damn mouth about the shop. Like he can’t tell me about the new equipment tomorrow morning when I come in for my shift.
A beautiful piece of ass like her shouldn’t be walking around here all on her own. She probably came out to go slumming, thinking she wanted something rough. A bad boy to show her a good time. I’m guessing she changed her mind when she saw her options. It’s one thing to have a fantasy, but it’s another thing entirely to actually get down and dirty. A tic in my jaw starts to twitch, and I clench my fists thinking that must have been exactly what she was up to.
The thought of her and some fuckface having a one-night stand pisses me off, as if I have any kind of claim on her. After a moment, I check my anger–I don’t know her. I shouldn’t have any opinion about who she opens her legs for … those long legs that are on full display in front of me. At least while I’m on her ass, no one’s going to mess with her.
I look ahead at her and notice she’s got her arms wrapped around herself. Damn, she’s got to be freezing her tits off. Why’d she wear such a short dress when it’s February in New York? It’s cold as hell. It snowed just last week, for fuck’s sake. I shake my head while I watch her turn the corner.
She’s getting close to the club and that’s no good. I can’t be seen stalking a chick, even if I do have good intentions. The MC would never believe that shit. I’ve wasted too much time already, I’d better catch up to her. I can at least offer her my coat. She’s got to be frozen enough to accept that, even if she is scared shitless.