Chapter 9
Torch
Not sure what the hell just happened. She was fire, burning so hot I could see the dampness between her legs. Her body was trembling in my arms, but then she froze. Turned to ice right in front of me.
And what the fuck does she mean that she’s going to go spend the day with that prick? It’s clear he’s not the one she’s meant to be with. And it’s more than clear she wants me.
Here I am trying to be respectful, so she doesn’t feel uncomfortable in front of her dad, and she’s now stomping off inside.
I’ve never understood women, but this one has just thrown me for a loop.
I stand from the chair, and storm inside, feeling the madness clawing up my spine.
I need to go to the gym and take my shit out on the punching bag.
It doesn’t look like I have anything else to do today, since she’s off touring the city with that bastard she’s still trying to claim as a boyfriend.
There’s no fucking way he gives her what she needs. She wouldn’t be so hot for it, if he did.
I enter the elevator, debating whether I should go to her room and tell the fucker myself that she’s mine, or if I should sit back and let him dig his own grave.
I don’t want my possessiveness to backfire in my face and scare her off, so I think I better let her come to the same conclusion on her own.
I’m sure once she spends the day with him, she’ll know exactly how she feels.
He cares more about himself and her money than he does her.
I hit the button, deciding to go to my place. I’m going to let her have her day with him, then tonight, I’m going to show her how she deserves to be treated. I pull out my phone, knowing exactly where I’m taking her.
Me: Hey Kitch. Any chance you could get me into the old, abandoned hospital tonight? Evie is interested in ghost hunting.
That place is supposed to be the most haunted place in all of Nevada, but it’s not open to the public.
Just so happens that Kitch is the one in charge of the historic society and has a key to the old hospital.
I could give my girl her own personal ghost tour, see if I can’t scare her into my arms so I can protect her from all the haunting spirits we may encounter.
Kitch: Yeah, I can get you in. I’d do anything for that girl. She’s good for you, Torch.
I know she is. That’s why I’m trying so damn hard to impress her. Went to bed with the fantasy of having sex with her on my mind, and I woke up with the fantasy of marrying the girl running through my head. I’ve never had those thoughts for someone, which is how I know she’s my one.
Now, I just need to prove that to her.
Me: Can we go around nine? And what time should I swing by to pick up the key?
Figure it should be dark enough by then.
Kitch: You can go anytime you want. I’ll send you the code to the lockbox. Just make sure you put the key back and lock up when you’re done. And make sure you keep that girl close? One of the ghosts might try to steal her from you.
I plan on keeping her real close. But first, I have to figure out how to occupy that tool she brought with her. He’s not invited on our date.