Chapter 8 - Kaleb
Nora tasted like cherry and a hint of salt.
Her lips were softer than I thought was even possible.
I knew it was wrong, but the way she was looking at me made me unable to help myself.
I watched her watch me get hit on for half an hour, and she did nothing.
She just let it happen. I thought maybe she would have come and yelled at me, maybe asked why I wasn’t telling this woman to leave me alone when we’re supposed to be dating, but she didn’t.
I knew this was fake, but I didn’t care. I wanted her to know that I was hers. During this time, no other woman got me, and no other woman even came close. Was it wrong of me to want her to be protective? Was it wrong to want her to care?
I felt her hands shake as she pushed against my chest. “I need…air. It’s too hot in here.”
I leaned back and stared into her eyes, taking in her flushed face as she avoided looking at me.
I could see the lust and embarrassment swirling in them, not seeming sure which to let win.
I wasn’t having it. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back down the hallway toward the exit.
I pushed the door open and stepped outside, feeling the cold wind hit me.
Outside, I scanned the space, seeing it was empty. It was a small alleyway with little space but semi-private. No one would bother us out here, and that was what I needed.
I pulled her closer to me and hooked her chin. “There is your air. Is this better?”
She looked around the alleyway for a moment before she looked back at me. Her eyes scanned me before her throat bobbed slightly. I watched her bite onto her lower lip, her teeth raking over the skin. A shiver ran down my spine. She looked so sexy.
I pushed her against the wall once more, stepping into her space. Her nose brushed against mine, and I inhaled her scent. I could smell the alcohol on her, knowing she had had a drink while she and Jade talked.
“We need to discuss the rules.”
She nodded. “We do.”
There was a lot we needed to talk about if we wanted this to work. But as I stared into her eyes, I knew I couldn’t be serious. She was clearly buzzed, and I had a beer. Neither of us was in any condition to talk rules.
I kissed her softly, just grazing my lips along hers, and found she was kissing me back with just as much want.
I knew she wanted this just like I had. She could look at me with anger, tell me she was over me, but I didn’t believe it.
Was it wrong to do this, knowing she probably still had feelings? Yes, but I couldn’t help myself.
I grabbed her legs, hoisting her up, and pressed against her, flattening her to the wall. She moaned, and it stirred something deep in me. I wanted so badly to have her. I wanted to sink myself into her and just forget about everything else.
I didn’t want to think about the pack or my father. I didn’t want to think about the danger or how messy this all was going to get. I just wanted her. Just a moment where nothing else mattered.
Her hands wrapped around my neck, her legs shaking against my hips. She moaned softly as I took what I wanted. I could feel myself getting hard, having her pressed against my cock like this. She was practically grinding against me with each kiss.
“Oh god,” she moaned slowly as I cupped her ass, feeling her legs tighten against my hips.
“Kaleb, we…we…We should talk.”
“We can talk after,” I offered, as I ran my teeth against her neck. “I don’t feel like talking now. Do you feel like talking now?”
She shook her head, her legs pulled me closer to her. My cock pressed against her, and I knew she could tell I was hard. Her eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment. Her fingers pulled at my hair, and I groaned.
I cupped the back of her head, wrapping my fingers around her hair, and pulled back gently. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, and it looked good on her. I’d watched her hold such a natural expression or look at me with anger. I’d missed her offering something else, something raw.
“God, you look stunning like this.”
I kissed her roughly, running a hand up her shirt. I felt her moan pitch higher as I slid over her skin, sliding under her bra. I cupped her breast, squeezing it. She moaned loudly, and it echoed around us. I get her nipples a tug, listening as her body jerked at the movement.
Fuck, it was taking everything in me not to yank her shirt up or her pants down. I wanted every inch of her skin. I wanted to know her scars and her wounds just as much as her perfections. I wanted to skate my tongue over her and see what she tasted like.
I bit hard on her collarbone, listening as she whimpered, but her fingers tightened against my shirt. I slid my hand down, over her stomach. I could feel her shaking, her breath falling in pants.
I slid my hand lower, finding the button of her jeans. I undid it, sliding my hand down. She was wearing cotton panties that I was ready to slide my hand right under.
And then I heard someone cough. We both froze, and I looked over my shoulder. I could see a shadow standing just a few feet away from us, and I had no idea how long they had been standing there. Any normal person would continue walking like they didn’t see us.
I felt my heart race as I leaned back. Nora placed her feet on the ground. The person walked closer, and I realized it was my father. He looked smug and disgusted as he looked between us.
I leaned back, and Nora quickly tried to pull herself together. She ran her hands over her hair and fixed her jeans. My father shook his head as he laughed at us. “Really, Kaleb? Kissing in an alleyway. Have you no decency?”
I straightened my back and rolled my shoulders. “You know that we are together. Can’t help it when the mood strikes.” I knew my father wouldn’t just accept the word but rather needed to see it. I didn’t need him to see this, but whatever worked to get him to believe this lie.
My father snorted. “This doesn’t prove you’re together, but rather you’re trying to hide the truth, Kaleb. You’re standing outside where anyone can walk by and see you. This is just an act.” He waved a hand at us. “This is something teenagers do, not adults who actually care about each other.”
I could see the horror written on Nora’s face. I frowned because what had just happened was nothing but our emotions. This part hadn’t been a lie. It was raw and real.
“This is not fake,” I snapped.
He continued to laugh. “You can keep saying that, but you’re not fooling me. I know you, Kaleb.” He looked at Nora. “This isn’t someone you would go for.”
I curled my hands into fists. “Excuse me?”
“No offense, dear.” My father offered her a pitiful smile. “But I’ve seen my son’s type. He likes women with big breasts, huge careers, and a purpose in life.”
Nora looked like someone had slapped her, and I stepped toward my father. I blocked his way, ready to hit him. “Shut your mouth. You have no idea about me or my needs.”
My father only chuckled, shaking his head.
“I was the same way once, son. Trying to defy my father, thinking I knew what was best. But I was wrong. And soon you’ll know that too.
” He glanced at Nora once more before looking back at me.
“When you’re done making a fool of yourself, you know where to find me. ”
I ground my teeth together. I wanted to hit my father. I really wanted to just take him out for speaking like this. He didn’t know me. I hadn’t been around for him to know me. And to say I was like him was the biggest insult possible.
“I don’t need to find you because I’m happy. We’re actually so happy that Nora is moving in with me.”
I watched his eyes widen slightly before his face fell neutral. “Is that so?”
I glanced at Nora, who quickly nodded her head. “Yeah, we were just discussing it before…well…this.” She gave him a big grin. “Maybe you don’t know him after all.”
My father looked furious as he looked between us. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
“She’s moving in a week from today,” I spat. “We were celebrating.”
He turned without another word, and I tried to take a few deep breaths to calm myself. I hated how I was using her like this. I looked over my shoulder at Nora, who looked at me with softer eyes now.
“I’m sorry,” I offered. “I should have had better control.”
She bit her lower lip for a moment before she took a couple of steps toward me. “I agreed to this. So, don’t apologize.”
I ran a hand over my face. “I…I know I should have stated you were moving in, but god damn…he just…” I threw my hands up. “He’s so fucking hard to deal with. It was the first thing that came to mind.”
A small smile pulled at her lips. “I’m aware. I’ve heard a lot from Jade.”
Of course, she had. Because he was worse to Jade, I thought maybe when I left, things would get better, but the opposite happened.
“He doesn’t know me,” I told her. “And he doesn’t know my type, he doesn’t know who I am, he doesn’t know what I’ve done. I am not like my father.” I needed her to know that. I knew he had a reputation, and I didn’t want her to think I would follow in his footsteps.
“And he’s wrong about you,” I stated.
I watched her shift on her feet, looking uncomfortable. “He’s not entirely wrong. I don’t have a big career. I just work at a small shelter. I don’t have huge breasts and…”
“Stop,” I said, hating the look of doubt on her face.
“My father knew part of who I was when I was a teen. I happened to date a gal who had big breasts and was planning to be a doctor. I had an attraction for a woman who wanted to be a lawyer, and she ended up getting a boob job right after we graduated high school. He’s making that opinion based on my past.”
I walked closer to her, cupping her face. “You have a wonderful job, and you have a purpose in life.”
“I don’t have huge breasts. The gal inside the bar would have been more your type.”
I leaned closer. “I don’t give a shit, they fit my hand.”
She blushed slightly, seeming to remember what had happened just a few moments ago. She swallowed. “Well, it seems either way we have some convincing to do with your father. I guess that rules are kind of out of the window now.” She sighed. “Well, besides the sex part. That still is sticking.”
“Really? You’re going to keep that off the table?”
She punched me in the gut, but a smile pulled at her face. “Don’t get any ideas. This is fake, remember?” She took a deep breath and glanced at the door. “We should head back inside. Your sister is probably looking for me.”
I nodded. I wasn’t sure about where this was all going, but I did know one thing. Nora was moving in.