45. Devil
Chapter 45
Devil
“I’ve had a really good time tonight, Logan,” Torrent whispers and I hug her closer.
We’re lying on her bed. Unfortunately, we’re both completely clothed. She has her head on my shoulder and one of her legs draped over mine. I’m holding my other hand out and she’s put hers against it. Her fingers, to my fingers, her thumb to mine and needless to say mine is much larger, definitely darkened from the sun more, and covered in ink. Still, there’s something hypnotic about the way they look together.
“I did too, Angel. Probably the best night I’ve had in a long damn time.”
“I’m not only talking about tonight, though to be honest I now have a new favorite food in peanut butter and banana sandwiches.”
“I told you, it’s all about the honey,” I grin, sliding my fingers between hers and bringing our joined hands to my lips to kiss hers.
“I liked the cinnamon sugar you topped it with more, I think,” she giggles. “But seriously, this whole day has been great. It was good to ride on the back of your bike again too,” she says quietly.
I think back to when I left the hotel with her. She tried to talk me out of it, but there was no way I was going to let her go all the way back in town without me. Instead, I put her on the back of my bike and took back streets until we were a block from the spa. Then I walked her around back and helped her inside. I honestly don’t think it’s dawned on her how much she’s trying to keep from upsetting Wolf. She might not think she’s afraid of the man, but clearly there’s something going on.
“You belong on my bike, Torrent,” I tell her, steering away from my thoughts of Wolf. I will deal with that son of a bitch soon.
Very soon .
“Things are complicated, Logan.”
“We’ll un-complicate them,” I promise her and I will. Torrent doesn’t know it yet, but I’m not about to give her up this time.
“You make it sound so simple, Logan.”
Torrent sighs, turning over on her back and disengaging from me. I turn to my side so I can see her.
“Most things are simple, Angel. It’s people who fuck everything up.”
“I’ve fucked up a lot where you’re concerned,” she confesses.
I let my finger trace an imaginary line along the side of her face, staring at her and taking in everything about her. My finger slides to the corner of her mouth, and I can’t resist stroking in the corner where there’s a tiny dimple showing.
“I’m still here, Angel. I’m not leaving.”
“Why?” she asks.
“Because I have faith that we’re meant to be, even if you don’t.”
“What makes you so sure?” she asks.
“What’s more meant to be than an angel and a devil?” I ask her and she grins, deepening her dimple and making it impossible not to kiss her.
I taste her lips, kissing her softly, eating from her mouth with a sweet slowness, meant to show her only one thing—how special she is to me. She kisses me back, almost shyly. Her fingers slide under my shirt, teasing my stomach. It takes control I didn’t know I had not to force my hand, but I don’t. I need to handle Torrent with an easy touch, until she can see what’s going on. I wasn’t around when her father died. I wasn’t here to save her, but it doesn’t take a genius to see it’s messed with her mind. It’s even easier to realize that Wolf is playing on that. I have a lot to overcome when it comes to winning Torrent, but I’m damn well going to do it.
“I love the way you kiss, Logan.”
“Feel free to take advantage of my skills anytime,” I invite.
“I might take you up on that,” she replies.
I try not to moan as her fingernails make an upward motion and graze my nipple.
“I—” She stops when her doorbell rings and I bite down the stream of curse words that come to mind. “Oh no,” she whispers, her face going completely white. “Logan?—”
I reach up and hold her face, when she’d move away completely. I force her to look directly at me.
“Breathe, Torrent.”
“That could be Wolf. Logan, if he catches you here… Oh God…”
“Torrent, baby, it’s going to be okay. Just breathe,” I tell her again.
“But—”
“I’ll hide and you get rid of them, tell them you were sleeping and not feeling well.”
“You can’t be here! If he sees you… If anyone sees you, Logan…”
“I’m not leaving until I’m sure you’re okay for the night.”
“I don’t think?—”
She practically squeals when instead of the doorbell ringing again there’s a pounding on the front door that you can hear even here in her bedroom.
Someone is getting anxious.
I kiss her before she can scream when the man yells so loud you could swear he’s in the room with us and not through a locked door two rooms over.
“Torrent! Open the door!”
When we break apart, her eyes are wide. She brings her fingers up to her lips.
“That’s Red, not Wolf.”
“Put your robe on. I’ll be close by, so I’m promising you that you will be safe.”
“I—”
“Stop arguing and let’s get this done so that fucker will leave.”
“Okay,” she whispers and then she surprises me by kissing me this time and it’s a quick kiss, but the fact she takes the time to wrap her tongue around mine and growls into my mouth is nothing but encouraging. “Don’t leave,” she says and this time I’m the one that’s surprised. “Promise you won’t leave, Logan.”
“Wild horses couldn’t drag me out of here right now, Angel,” I swear to her.
“Then let’s get rid of that fucker ,” she says with a grin and for some reason she looks completely at ease right now. I don’t know what brought on the change, but it’s good to see and I definitely want to stick around to see what my girl has on her mind.