Blaze & Ajax (Alpha’s Rejects #3)

It was Sunday, two days since Blaze and I kissed. My mind kept bouncing all over the place, thinking about the potential of it while fighting it. Ideas popped in and out of my head, from what I could do to his body for pleasure to what I could do to his body to fucking hurt him and make him pay for that little game.

I tried to eat breakfast and drink some coffee, but my taste buds hadn’t improved. I ate as much as possible, so I didn’t starve and tossed the rest out.

I spent most Sundays skating with my friends, and it was an awesome way to burn off this energy. It was my only full day from work each week. I shouldn’t complain. I hadn’t felt this alive in a long time. Though I couldn’t catch up with sleep, still tossing and turning each time, I managed to snag about four hours last night.

All my friends swung by at my place to grab me as we made our way to Old Town Mall. The day wasn’t too cold, but the rain came down like a fine mist. The weather didn’t stop us from skating over there, but as soon as we got to the place, I was chilled to the bone, even through my jacket and hoodie.