Chapter 25
Something’s not right.
A feeling like dread sits heavily on my chest, waking me up. It’s as if my heart knows I’m somewhere I’m not supposed to be before my head does.
This bed doesn’t feel like mine—or Wren’s, or Damon’s. The fluffy, sweet scented pillow beneath my hand isn’t mine. And the warm, silky soft skin under my hand sure as shit doesn’t belong to either of my brothers.
I’m still in Hailey’s bed, our legs tangled beneath the sheets, my arm wrapped tightly around her waist, my nose in her hair.
Fuck yes.
Still half asleep, I squeeze her tighter and kiss her shoulder, wincing when she fists a handful of my hair and roughly jerks my head back.
“Baby, I like it rough but?—”
She pulls harder, and I shut my big mouth, grinning when I crack my eyes open and find a look of fury and outrage aimed at my face.
It’s still dark outside, but the soft glow coming from the lamp she forgot to turn off allows me to see her just fine. She looks beautiful. Messy. Mad. It makes me want to pin her down and play with her pussy again until she forgets why she’s supposed to hate me.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she whisper yells. I can tell she’s dying to yell at me for real, but she probably doesn’t want to disturb those neighbors of hers. It’s a little late for that, but I don’t dare say it to her.
“What?” I ask.
I know what, but making her lose her shit gets me off almost as much as fucking her did.
“You were supposed to leave,” she grits out, searching my face as if she thinks I have some kind of hidden agenda. “Why are you still here?”
“I fell asleep,” I say innocently, rolling us over to push her down on her back. “I didn’t mean to.”
When she tries to shove me off, I snatch her hands and put them on the back of my head, groaning at the feel of her sharp nails digging into my scalp. My dirty girl opens her legs for me, probably not even realizing she’s doing it, that her body belongs to me even if she doesn’t want it to. I push my luck and give it what it’s asking for, lowering my hips to rub my dick against her bare pussy.
I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t mean to fall asleep next to her. I wasn’t even planning on coming up here after I drove to her apartment and sat in my car outside, watching her bedroom window like some kind of stalker. I figured if she never found out I was there, it didn’t count. But then I listened to her moaning my name while she played with herself, and I couldn’t help it. I didn’t even stop to think about grabbing a condom before I ran up here and fucked her against the front door. That was reckless, even for me, but I don’t care. Right now, I don’t care about a damn thing other than the way my girl feels against me.
“You were so hot,” I rasp, grinding up and down, my dick sliding against the wet heat between her legs. “So fucking soft. I couldn’t help it.”
“Couldn’t help what?”
“Falling asleep with you. You’re pretending to be mad about it, remember?”
She tries to glare, but it slips right back off when I roll my hips a little harder, the tip of my dick rubbing up and down on her clit.
“You wanna come like this?”
“I…I don’t know if I can.”
“You can.” I nudge her cheek with my face to get to her neck. “Pull my hair again.”
She does, and I sink my teeth into her, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to make her moan in my ear.
I skim my hand up her outer thigh and grab her ass, pulling her body into mine while I roll down into her. She moves with me hit for hit, her breath catching when she feels me digging my blunt nails into the flesh of her ass cheek.
“What do you need?”
“Harder,” she demands boldly.
I fucking give it to her, adjusting my angle, my dick leaking precum all over her wet pussy.
“Like that?”
“Yeah,” she rasps. “Don’t—fuck—don’t stop.”
I couldn’t if I wanted to.
I feel her climbing higher and higher toward that edge, her heels digging into the backs of my thighs, her fingers twisting in my hair. I’m ready to explode as soon as she starts to come, my mouth dropping back down to her neck to bite her again.
“Hailey,” I breathe. “I’m gonna put it in.”
I expect her to tell me to fuck myself, but she nods against me, reaching down between us to slip it inside. We both moan as her pussy squeezes my dick, my hips stuttering as I fill her with my cum, not stopping until I’ve given her every last drop.
When she grabs my face and kisses me, her soft lips moving against mine, I realize I never want to leave. I want to live the rest of my life in this bed.
Still inside her, I pull back to look into her pretty blue eyes, my thumb brushing her cheek.
Fuck, it’s never been like this. Not ever.
My heart dances around in my chest, the same way it did while I was fucking her last night.
She smiled at me.
She laughed at something I said, and then she fucking smiled at me. And it wasn’t one of those sweet smiles she gives to everyone else, the one that hardly ever touches her eyes. It was better than that because it was mine, the one she’s been saving for me.
It was only for a few seconds, but my heart fell out of my chest right then, right into the hands of the girl who doesn’t want it.
I really am an idiot.
I wonder what my brothers and Callie will say when they find out I’ve f?—
“Oh, shit.” I whip my head around over my shoulder, that feeling of dread returning as I stare at the pile of my clothes on the floor beside us. “Shit.”
“What’s wrong?”
“We don’t sleep out.”
Hailey’s confused. “What?”
“We don’t sleep out,” I repeat, kissing her mouth before I pull out, stand up, and snatch my hoodie off the floor. “I have to go.”
I pull my phone out of the pocket. It’s just after five-thirty in the morning. I cringe at the several missed calls and messages on the screen.
Wren
Hey.
It’s late.
Why aren’t you back yet?
Kai?
Answer the phone.
Kai, it’s the middle of the night. This isn’t funny, asshole.
Answer the phone or I’m telling Damon.
Damn it, Kai.
Damon
Where are you?
Wren
He’s calling James.
Are you sleeping there?
Damon
I’m going to kill you.
That one was sent just under an hour ago, meaning they’ve probably been awake all night.
Almost falling over my feet, I quickly get dressed in my sweats and hoodie. Frowning at me like I’m a lunatic, Hailey leans up on her elbows, her frown deepening when I lean over her and shove my T-shirt over her head. I get her arms through the holes and pull her up to stand, the hem falling down to the middle of her thighs.
“This is happening again.”
“This is never happening again.”
Fisting the material at her waist, I pull her body into mine. “Just like you wearing my clothes was never gonna happen?”
“You’re acting like I had a choice,” she throws back, widening her eyes at me like I’m insane.
I think she might be right.
“Send me a picture when I’m gone.”
“Not a chance.”
“Chickenshit,” I tease, curling my fingers around her throat and kissing her again. “What time do you need to be at the shop?”
“Six-thirty. Why?”
“I’ll pick you up in forty-five minutes.”
“What?”
I pull away before she can fight me on it. “See you soon, beautiful.”
Unlocking her bedroom door, I walk out to the living room and put my sneakers on, only just looking around at her space even though this is the second time I’ve been here. It’s small but well furnished and nicely decorated, tidy and spotless. The surfaces look clean enough to eat off.
My eyes flick to one of the photos on a shelf in the corner, one of a smiling blonde woman and a little girl. Just as I’m about to walk over to get a better look at it, Hailey says, “Don’t even think about it.”
I stop, smiling at her over my shoulder.
“…can’t just go banging on her door like a psycho at five-thirty in the morning,” someone who sounds like Levi says, making us both look toward the front door. “You’re gonna scare the shit out of her.”
“Who gives a fuck?”
“Kai gives a fuck, you idiot.”
Hailey’s eyes widen at the sound of my brothers out in the hall, her head swinging back around to me as if it’s my fault they’re out there.
I guess it is my fault.
She grits her teeth at me. “Go.”
I walk over to the front door and open it. Damon’s eyes hit mine as Wren, Levi, and Callie spin to face me. The three of them move as one, forming a line in front of Damon as if that’s going to stop him. I almost laugh at the thought.
As expected, Damon shoulders Levi out of the way, taking a threatening step toward me. I take a cautious step back, moving further back into Hailey’s apartment.
“Damon…” I try, but he’s not stopping.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He snatches my jaw, his fingers digging in painfully as he scans me from head to toe, checking for damage.
“You mean other than the pain in my face right now?” I joke, wincing when he squeezes even harder. “Ow. Easy on the jawline, motherf?—”
“Don”t even try to laugh your way out of this,” he says angrily. “You told Wren you’d be home last night. He waited up for you. He was worried sick about you and you think this is funny?”
“No,” I say quietly, my heart sinking when I look over at my twin. “I’m sorry, brother.”
He nods and rubs the back of his head, giving me a little smile when he catches the look in my eyes. I don’t need to say it. He already knows what I’m thinking. That dread I felt when I woke up not long ago—the dread I forgot about when I realized I was in bed with Hailey—that was Wren. That was his dread.
I feel like a piece of shit for forgetting about him.
I open my mouth to grovel and promise I’ll never do it again, but he grins at me, his eyes on my swollen lips. “Did you kiss her?”
I grin back, making him laugh.
“Holy shit.” He shakes his head.
“I’ll tell you about it later.”
Damon glares at me, and I clear my throat.
“We don’t sleep out,” he says, finally releasing my face with a shove. He still looks pissed, but not pissed enough to want to choke me to death anymore.
“I know.”
“So why did you?”
I don’t answer that, but it seems I don’t need to. He’s already caught me, his dark eyes moving to Hailey over my shoulder. She’s standing a few feet behind me, staring at the five of us as if we’re the strangest family she’s ever known.
I don’t know why that makes me smile.
When she realizes all the attention is on her, she pulls the hem of my shirt down and crosses her legs, squeezing them together to keep my cum from running down her inner thighs.
Callie averts her eyes with a knowing look on her face, the first to figure out what we did. Or what we didn’t do. Three times. Damon looks between his wife and Hailey’s bare legs, his brows jumping before he cuts his gaze back to me.
There it is.
“I’m going to kill you.”
I fight another grin.
When he looks at Hailey as if the threat is meant for her too, I step in front of her with my back to him, blocking his view. When I touch her face, she subtly shakes her head at me, but I pretend not to notice.
“Forty-five minutes,” I remind her, pressing my lips to hers. “Don’t run from me.”
“That’s if we’re still alive in forty-five minutes,” she mutters, side-eyeing my older brother.
“Ignore him. He’s just being dramatic.”
She huffs. I kiss her one more time before I shove my brothers and sister back out of her apartment. Damon glares at me as we walk down the stairs.
“Will you relax?” I mutter. “She’s on birth control.”
“How do you know?”
“Because she told me.”
“And you believed her?”
My jaw ticks as I push my way through the main door of the apartment building. When we’re outside, I turn to face Damon and get in his way, the others walking on to give us a minute.
We all know what bullshit he’s implying and I don’t fucking like it. I know it’s hard for him to trust people after what happened with Wren’s ex-girlfriend and our psycho ex-stepmother. I know it’s hard not to think the worst of anyone who wants a piece of us, but fuck if I’m about to let him disrespect my girl as if she’s anything like those bitches.
He looks like he’s about to run his mouth again, but I don’t let him, stepping closer until I’m right in front of him, my face up in his. “Don’t.”
“What?”
“Don’t talk shit about her because you’re pissed at me. It makes you look like an asshole.”
“I am an asshole.”
“Not to her, you’re not.”
He cocks his head at that, his intense gaze boring into mine. “You’re falling for her.”
“It’s already done,” I blurt out, my shoulders deflating as my anger falls away from me. “I’m an idiot, Damon.” I swallow. “I think I’m gonna get my heart broken.”
His mouth parts, but he closes it just as quickly, making me nervous when I realize he has no idea what to say. Damon always knows what to say.
“Say something.”
“I…” He lets out a breath and shakes his head, ruffling a hand through my hair. “You are an idiot,” he agrees, a rare smile touching his lips as he looks up at something above us. “But it’s not because you’re in love with her.”
I look up at Hailey’s bedroom window. She’s not even trying to hide the fact that she’s watching us, expressionless with her arms crossed over her chest.
I grin, and she walks away.
Damon grabs Callie’s hand and kisses the top of her head as he guides her toward the passenger side of his car. Even though they rode here with Damon, Wren and Levi head to my car to ride home with me. I don’t question it, knowing Wren wants to be close to me after what I put him through last night.
They get in, and I pause with my hand on the driver’s side door handle when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I look down at the screen.
Hailey
If anyone ever sees these, Damon will be the least of your problems.
Four images come through then. One of me kneeling between her legs last night, one of my dick inside her pussy, and one of my hand around her throat. The last one is a mirror selfie of her standing in her bedroom. Her phone is covering her face, but I can see everything else. Her blonde hair in the sexy mess I left it, her bare thighs, her hard nipples against the fabric of my shirt…
I groan and click the voice note button. “God fucking damn you, baby.”