Addictive (Houston Defiance MC #2) - K.E. Osborn Page 0,41
we stare each other down.
His nostrils flare. “What do you think you’re doing? You’re gonna catch damn pneumonia!”
I stand taller, folding my arms over my chest. “I’m making fun memories.”
Wraith’s eyes dart from me to Phantom, then back to me. “I don’t care if you’re doing a haka to make the rain fall, I need you to get inside and showered. Now.”
My hands move to my hips in defiance. “Actually, the haka is a New Zealand war dance, not a rain dance, and—”
“Prinie, don’t fight me on this. I’m looking out for your health.”
“Well, you haven’t done anything for me this past week, so I don’t need you to do anything for me now!”
His eyes darken as he races toward me, out and into the rain. I take a step forward to meet him in defiance, trying to keep my strong posture. Once he reaches me, he bends down and hoists me up over his shoulder. I let out a loud squeal as I flop down over him, my head falling in line with his gorgeously toned ass. I slam my fists into it as he storms off with me.
“You put me down, Wraith. I am not a child.”
“Then stop acting like one.”
I glance up to see Phantom’s a little lost as he follows us in. “Phantom, help me.”
“Stay out of this, Phantom, you’ve done enough,” Wraith calls back as he storms inside. I groan as I lift my head, while everyone’s watching.
“Put me down, you fucking monster.”
He chuckles but keeps walking toward the stairs, taking them two at a time as I continue hitting, pummeling his ass with my fists. I must be hurting him, but he doesn’t even flinch.
“Dammit, Wraith, where are you taking me?”
“To the shower.”
I stop attacking him as I let his words sink in.
Is he going to stay while I have a shower?
Is he going to shower with me?
My senses shoot into overdrive as I clench my thighs together. Wraith slams my bedroom door open, then shuts it with his boot. He makes his way to the bathroom, then slowly slides me down his rock-hard body. My breathing is short and sharp as I come face to face with him. His hands rest on my hips as our eyes connect. Wraith’s irises are almost black they’re so dark as he stares at me with such intensity I can hardly think straight. His callused thumb comes up wiping under my eye in a delicately unexpected move from him, and his hand lingers on my cheek. His tongue darts out licking his bottom lip. “Even with your mascara running, you’re still fucking beautiful.”
I’m shaking, physically fucking shaking as my hands move up to grip onto his wet cut. “Wraith...” my plea comes out as a breathy whisper.
Wraith’s hands slide up along my arms soothingly as he inhales deeply. “You need to get warm. Get in the shower, and I’ll bring some clothes for you.”
And just like that, he’s closing down again.
“It’s fine, I can manage—”
“This isn’t a request, Prinie.”
Exhaling, I let go of his cut, putting a little space between us. “Okay. On one condition?”
He stands back, threading his thumbs through the hooks on his jeans. “Yeah?”
“Go easy on Phantom. He was just trying to cheer me up.”
“Fine. Now get in the shower, I need you to warm yourself.”
“You know it’s a spring storm, right? It wasn’t even cold rain?” I smirk.
“Get in the shower, Prinie.”
I shrug, starting to pull off my shirt.
His eyes widen as he spins for the door. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he mumbles under his breath as he rushes out shutting the door behind him.
How easy it is to rile him up.
I continue to remove my drenched clothing, place it in the basin, then move into the shower. I slide the curtain across, turning the faucet until it’s a nice warmth, letting the water soak over me. I didn’t realize I am actually cold until I got under the warm water. Wraith knows my body better than I do. Running my hair through the stream, I relax.
Damn, I wanted Wraith to stay in here with me. I really wish he would let go of his inhibitions. I wish he would be brave enough to stand up to Zero and take the challenge to be with me.
We have a connection.
That much is true.
But he wants to fight it with every fiber of his being, and I can’t fathom why. I’ve told him I trust him. I’ve told him I forgive him for what happened that