2. Alexi Hale
TWO
Alexi Hale
She’s beautiful.
I saw her from the window of my house, a perfect angel who is enough to make me rock hard. Just the sight of her does something to me, making me want to devour her whole and never let her go. To enjoy her.
To make her mine.
It is quite clear to me that she is doing whatever she wants, and she has no idea what she does to a man.
She seems small and fragile, a woman that needs to be protected. With big blue eyes and wavy blonde hair, she looks like an angel as well.
One that I want to taint.
I have never felt this primal need before, clawing its way inside of me and trying to come home before it is too late. I guess that there is only one way that I’m going to be able to accomplish my wants.
And that is to devour her before she has a chance to walk away from me.
I can’t let her go.
I don’t want to let her go either.
I want to fill her entirely and make her go crazy in the process. There’s no way that I’m going to be without her, but I need a reason to talk to her.
I’m sure my brother can agree.
“Why are you standing by the window acting like a creep?” Mikhail asks me the minute that he steps inside of the house, “I swear it looks like you’re trying to find something.”
I just fold my arms across my chest and raise an eyebrow, “I don’t know why you care so much but if you have to know, I was peeking in on our new beautiful neighbor. An angel if I can be honest. She is not like anyone I have seen before.”
His eyebrows furrow a little bit as he looks at me with confusion, “new neighbor? I didn’t know that we had one. What does she look like?”
“An angel.” I tell him, seeing how it looks like he is going to roll his eyes at me, “and I know you don’t want to hear that but it’s the truth. I have never met a woman like that in my entire life.”
He is looking at me like he is crazy, a certain moment that could change everything. I know the minute that he sees her, he is going to fall in love and something else won’t matter.
I know he is going to want her as well.
Between us.
Under us.
Make her ache for a lot more.
I can already feel how soft she will be, wanting to grip her soft thighs and make a mess inside of her. To claim her and make her mine.
I wonder if he will feel the same way.
“I’d like to go and talk to her at some point.” I tell him and I know he is fighting the urge to roll his eyes at me, “I mean if I can be honest, I think that we should bake cookies and introduce ourselves.”
Now he is really looking at me like I’m crazy, “are you serious, Alexi? There is no way that I’m going to be baking cookies when I haven’t even seen the woman yet. I don’t trust your tastes sometimes.”
I should be offended but I just cross my arms across my chest, “and remind me who is the one who got us into the mess that we did the last time? Because if I remember correctly, it wasn’t me.”
I know he has a sore spot for that moment because we thought we had met the one and then she turned out to be a total psychopath. I know that turned the both of us off when it came to relationships and all we wanted to do is keep our distance.
Something tells me it is not going to be easy though and I’ll have to do this one way or the other. A part of me isn’t so sure about it though because I’m terrified of what’ll come from it.
I guess there’s only one way to find out.
“I’m going over there.” I tell him, and he looks up at me with narrowed eyes, “and I don’t care if you’re going to complain either. You should realize that I’m not interested in anything where I’m not going to be able to meet the one that I want.”
I don’t know why I’m being so persistent. I have never felt this eager to meet a woman before and it is a little scary because I don’t know what is going to happen. I don’t know if our relationship is going to go well either.
Something tells me it isn’t going to be easy or it’s going to end up blowing up in my face. I think that either way, this is what I’m going to end up doing and I’m not going to do anything else with it.
I just keep trying to decide which way I want this to go.
If I want to love someone like that and not let anything stand in my way.
I keep trying to tell myself where it is going to go but a part of me is a little terrified if I end up falling for her and then she ends up being a psychopath. It wouldn’t surprise me at this point and I’m certain that it’ll blow up in my face.
I just wish that I could figure it out before it is too late.
I just need Mikhail on my side and to not be an asshole about it.
I understand why he is hesitant to be in a relationship again, but he has to realize that not everyone is like that. It might seem like that every now and then but I’m almost positive that if he opens up his heart, he will get to meet the best girl in the world.
And she’s right there waiting for us.
Longing for us as well.
Tempting us to do a lot more and not let her go either.
I keep wondering if maybe I’m going crazy by how much she is making me feel but another part of me doesn’t give a damn. No matter what I do, I know that this is what I need and I’m not going to let anything else come from it.
The realization that I’m going to be in love with someone and make sure that our relationship doesn’t go south. The passion and desire that drives us forward.
The ache to do everything together and never let go either.
To hope that I’m going to be able to just do this one step at a time and do it right.
I have already figured out the game and I know that either way, I might not be trusted but I’m certain that I’m not going to let go either. I’m terrified of the notion that this could get ugly.
And I don’t want it to.
I don’t want to dare dream about the past and what happened.
I want her to be the driving force of my future and I need Mikhail to understand it.
To want it as well.
Or it is not going to go the way that I need it to.
I’m almost certain that it might end up blowing up in my face if I do this one way or the other. I keep wondering if maybe this is the way that things just are but I’m trying to not think about it too much.
I know it’ll be ugly if I do.
I can’t do this.
I don’t want to.
I just know that it’s going to be something that I can’t handle. With the passion driving me forward, I keep wondering how I’m going to get him to listen to me.
“If you think about it,” I murmur, making him look up at me, “you might be hesitant about this relationship, but I can assure you that I don’t think you’ll regret meeting her. Let’s go see her.”
I know Mikhail wants to yell at me, the fury raging in his eyes as he glares at me.
I don’t quite frankly care, just trying to make him see that he is making a big mistake and that pushing her away will be the worst thing that he does. I don’t care about anything else and I’m just trying to make sure that we will be okay.
Can’t he see it?
Doesn’t he realize that this is the only way to do this right?
I don’t think that he does, or he wouldn’t be acting like this.
But when he nods his head, I know that he understands.
No backing out now.