Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
I'm sat at the table with Molly trying not to look at Theo and Eden, every time I look she seems to be touching him, his arm, his chest. It irritates me, but I'm pretty sure it's just her that annoys me in general, she's just so smarmy. He doesn't seem to return the gesture. Then I become irritated at myself for even remotely giving a shit, he can hang around with snarky bitches if he wants, it's nothing to do with me. We're just friends…with benefits.
Theo appears next to me, pressing his lips against my temple. I recoil against his public display of affection. Edie's appearance has sharpened my focus on the fact that we're not together, nor will we ever be. This is just sex, purely physical. I need to keep my head and not let his charm blur the lines in my mind, just sex or nothing at all. Why am I even here? Fuck! An all too familiar panic starts to crawl up my throat. I’m about five minutes away from a full scale freak out.
“I need to go. Molly are you coming?” I say as I jump up and put my jacket on.
“Um…no, I think I’ll stay a bit longer.” She frowns at me and tilts her head. She knows something’s wrong. I just need to get out of here, I feel like I can’t breathe.
“I can take you home.” Theo stands, a subtle frown on his face.
“No, you stay I’ll get a taxi. Thanks guys, bye.” I practically run out of the pub. I walk around the corner and lean against the wall. I close my eyes as I take several deep breaths. I rub at my chest trying to ease the tightness.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I curse under my breath. People pass by completely unaware of the mental breakdown happening right here on the street.
I feel Theo before I see him. “You okay?” He asks quietly.
I don’t answer him. I’m clearly not, so I can’t say yes, but I can’t explain this. God, I have issues.
“It’s okay.” He says. “I get it.” I open my eyes and glance sideways at him. He’s leant against the wall next to me. His arms are crossed over his chest and he has a small smile on his face. “You can’t be in a room with me for too long without wanting to rip my clothes off. It’s okay, I get it a lot believe me.”
I laugh. He’s an arse, but under it he’s actually an okay guy. He’s making light of the situation rather than drawing attention to it. I can appreciate that.
“That’s better.” He turns toward me, his broad shoulders blocking out the world around us. He brushes his knuckles across my cheek. “You’re much better looking when you smile.” He grins at me. I roll my eyes.
“So, can I give you that lift home?” He wiggles his eyebrows.
“Sure.” I smile. In the space of five minutes I’ve gone from major freak out to fine. He presses his lips to mine which sends my mind into a dribbling mess, ridding me of any traces of my former panic.
Theo keeps one arm securely wrapped around my waist as he guides me toward the waiting car.
I become increasingly aware of his closeness to me, my heart rate quickens into a familiar rhythm and my skin prickles, my body acting on pure primal instinct to the man stood next to me. It’s not my fault, my DNA is programmed to want him, knowing that he is on the winning end of the gene pool. I glance up at him subtly and can see his small smile. We reach the car and I turn and look straight at him, he continues to smile as his gaze brushes over me, igniting every nerve in my body. His fingers lightly brush my neck. This I can cope with, this is familiar and safe, just good old sexual attraction.
He traces a finger over my bottom lip before bending to press his lips to mine. I close my eyes and wind my fingers around his neck. I allow the blissful relief of my mind switching off and my body taking over, something only Theo seems to be able to achieve.
The stubble over his top lip brushes my face. I lightly nip his bottom lip and he growls against my mouth.
"Lilly..." He warns. He pulls away and holds me just an inch away from his face. His eyes are wild and savage with an animal quality. Apprehension coils in my stomach at the offered promise in that one look.
"Yes?" I sound breathy.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Behave or I’ll bend you over the bonnet right here in front of James." I smile and raise an eyebrow at him. "I'm a man of my word sugar...but you can push me if you like?" God I’m so horny right now. I clamp my thighs together as I try to calm myself. "That's what I thought." He smirks.