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)
"That is not what I mean..." Theo barks harshly as he hurriedly tucks his shirt in and refastens his trousers.
His harsh tone only serves to hurt me further, and so I turn and bolt before he can see my weakness.
"Lilly come back." He calls after me as I hurry back inside the Hotel. My chest clenches painfully, though I don't understand why. Why am I so angry? So hurt? I myself made it clear to him that I only wanted sex, and that's all it is, just sex. Why should I care who he does or doesn't want to be seen with? Maybe I’m just disappointed. I didn't think he cared about what anyone thinks of him, but I guess I was wrong. My feeling toward this whole situation has revealed something that scares me; it is not just sex and I am in too deep. I finally come to the shocking realisation that whatever this is or isn't, I actually trust him. I don't trust anybody, yet I trust him of all people. Oh god, this is a disaster waiting to happen. I've been kidding myself into thinking everything is just fine, well it's not. I can't do this. The panic starts to creep up my throat, threatening to choke me. I need to finish whatever strange arrangement we have or I will be the one to suffer the damage. The thought makes my chest constrict and a lump form in my throat. Both wavering and hardening my resolve.
I head back inside.
George, Molly and Donnie are sat at a table sipping champagne.
"Guys I'm going. Donnie it was really great to see you again." Donnie nods.
"You going already?" George frowns.
"Yeah, I need to leave I uh...I don't feel well."
"How are you getting back?" Molly demands.
"Taxi." I lie.
"Okay. We'll see you tomorrow then I guess." Molly looks suspicious. I nod and quickly make my exit.
We didn't bother with the valet's. Instead I walk the two blocks to where the car is parked. I drove everyone here in Harry's BMW, he was already too pissed to drive. We were going to get a taxi and pick up the car in the morning. I know I’m probably over the limit, but I’m not drunk. I just desperately need to get out of here. I really can't deal with any of this right now.
I find the car and fumble with the fob, trying to find the button in the dim light, in doing so I drop the key.
"For fuck sake." I curse as I crouch and feel around until I find it.
"Please tell me you’re not intending to drive Lilly." The deep sultry voice has a bite of authority in it which makes my whole body stand to attention. I hate that he has this effect on me, even now.
I turn to face the silhouetted character behind me. "Yes, I am. As far as I can recall it has fuck all to do with you." I snap. I turn and force the key in the lock rather than fiddle with the fob again. The door unlocks and I pull it open before it's slammed shut in front of me.
Theo is standing right next to me with his hand against the door of the car. My temper is at breaking point right now.
"It has everything to do with me. You're not getting in that car." His voice is low, but stern and full of warning. I narrow my eyes at his shadowy figure, seething with rage.
"What is your problem?!" I scream at him. "I can do what the fuck I like. It has nothing to do with you!" I repeat, my blood practically boiling.
"Lilly, either way you are not driving home. We can do this the easy way or the hard way..." He steps forward pressing me against the car. His closeness does strange things to me, and as angry as I am with him, I can't help but want him. He stands so that his broad shoulders block me in.
"Give me the key Lilly." He whispers against my cheek. He's using his sex appeal to manipulate me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I fight through the fog clouding my mind. Summoning all my strength I shove hard against his chest. It's enough for him to take a step back. I seize the opportunity and storm down the street. I quickly hear footsteps coming up behind me before his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me up against his strong body.
“Let go of me.” I struggle in his arms.
"No." He growls. "You're walking through the streets of London on your own, at midnight, pissed and in that dress! Seriously Lilly...you’re just asking to get raped!"
The shock hits me like a punch in the gut and I freeze. A violent tremor shakes my body and I start to struggle for breath. Images flash through my mind at a hundred miles an hour. Voices. ‘You ask for it you little slut. You like it’. The smell of tobacco fills my senses threatening to make me gag. I squeeze my eyes shut trying to push the torment away. Fingers brush my cheek and I flinch away from the touch.