NessaThe moment I laid out the ground rules, a flash of possessive anger crossed his eyes as they seemed to darken while his smile fell. I couldn’t breathe in this room with him, and every time he looked at me, I felt the heat of uncontrollable pleasure shoot through my core as I clenched my thighs together trying to show that he didn’t bother me.How the hell could I have been so stupid?To get an apartment like this, this far into the school year, and I wouldn’t have to pay anything. It was too good to be true, and I should have known that. Unfortunately, though I was so caught up in my own foolish happiness that I didn’t admit it until it was too late.Nash had tricked me into his home, and now I had nowhere to go.‘God, why is he so fucking gorgeous. Resist the temptation.’The thoughts I told myself were working, up until the moment he shot up from where he had been sitting and rushed across the space between us, one hand on the back of the sofa by my head and the
Waking the next morning, I planned out my entire day before I even climbed out of bed. I wasn’t going to stay sheltered away in my room as if I had to hide from him. I could come and go as I liked. And nothing he said or did was going to divert me from accomplishing what I wanted.Even if he was incredibly sexy in all the wrong ways.Hair and teeth brushed, I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, making my way out into the living room with the full intention of trying to make the best of a bad situation. I had assignments to finish and a little shopping I wouldn’t have minded doing, which of course I’d rope Noah and Becca into. The last thing I wanted was for him to think that I was utterly bothered by his presence. The apartment was quiet as I stepped slowly from my room, padding across the floor towards the kitchen. The soft lighting from the morning sun shone through the large bay windows, casting a glow around the white living room. Making it have this ethereal glow that reminded
Flashing lights, thumping music, and tons of alcohol. That was what I was confronted with when I asked Becca for her help. The mass amounts of gyrating bodies that flooded the apartment were unimaginable, and though I hated everyone being in here…I acted like I was enjoying myself. The last thing I needed was for someone to see that I was playing games, especially when I was trying to make a point towards Nash.Lingering against the far wall of the living room closest to my hallway, I guarded the only entrance to my private domain, swishing a glass of red merlot in my hand as I watched the chaos of drunken assholes party within my home as if they didn’t have a care in the world. Of course, who would have turned this party down when it was in an upscale apartment complex that Becca and Noah stated no one could get into. At least that was the case until I moved in. The thought brought a smirk to my face as I pondered over how pissed off Nash was going to be when he came home and saw
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen the moment those words left my lips, but I should have. Because as soon as they escaped me, his lips crashed upon mine, and I stopped fighting him. I gave into the temptation he had provided so many times. The kiss deepened as his tongue begged for entry. His hands wandered over my skin as I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him pull me as close to him as I could possibly get.I wanted him, there was no denying that. And everything that he did screamed danger but now…I didn’t care. I wasn’t sure what had changed me, maybe it was him.I just knew that I didn’t want to be scared anymore. Of my future…of Trevor.I wanted something to take away my fears and give me back the confidence I used to have.He didn’t waste time letting his hands slide down over the curves of my body. Over my round ass towards my thighs before hoisting me up and carrying me back through the house, over the fallen Solo cups and trash laying around, and straight
The rest of my weekend was spent with Nash, laid up in his bed—walking around naked—he took me on every surface of the apartment and to my surprise, had the house mysteriously cleaned up when I had been sleeping Sunday afternoon. So come Monday morning, I was sore, tired, and had a smile on my face I couldn’t get rid of. Not to mention an ache in my legs and body that was both good and painful.Every moment that we spent together was constantly replaying in my head as I pulled myself from the comforts of the bed and attempted to get ready for class.Nash had insisted this morning that he drive me to school, and though I tried to argue, he wouldn’t accept it. I wasn’t sure why I had worried about what looks I was going to get from those around me, but I was. However, to my surprise, he pulled up into the school parking lot and simply dropped me off. A small kiss, and then he was driving away.My heart fluttered with a sense of overwhelming excitement, but I hid it. I tried to a
What the absolute fuck!I was too shocked to speak. I knew he was something else, and it shouldn’t have been a big deal he had guns, right? I mean, loads of people collect them or go hunting or whatever. My breath picked up as my heart raced. I stepped back into the wall as I stared at the open cubby filled with various weapons trying to wrap my mind around what I had found.It was clear Nash was hiding secrets. I just had never expected that it would be something that included shit like this. Most people who collected weapons usually had them on display or in a gun vault. I remember my stepfather having a gun case in his office in our old house. Not in a secret cubby hidden in a closet behind a bunch of clothing.That was just beyond weird and sketchy.Pulling out my phone, I thought over it for a moment, wondering if texting Nash was the right thing to do. I had only just started actually getting to know him and what I did was a complete invasion of property.But I had to k
NashThe call abruptly ended and the smile vanished from my lips. A gnawing feeling consumed me, hinting that I might return to the apartment to find it vacant. Something that set panic in motion that I hadn’t felt in so long. The notion of Vanessa leaving, as so many others had, loomed over me. Ordinarily, I'd be indifferent if someone walked out of my life, but Vanessa was different; I couldn't bear to let her go. I needed her like air in my lungs, an unfamiliar sensation that defied my circumstances. I couldn't fathom the thought of it ending.It was as if the day that she entered my life she changed me. I knew she wasn’t in love with me. That was obvious, but I couldn’t deny how I felt about her. While she had been studying for school all last year unaware of my attention, I had been watching her. Slowly growing obsessed with her. From the way she walked with such confidence, to the smile on her face and how she stuck out her tongue when she was concentrating hard w
NessaThe instant my head touched the pillow, I surrendered to the seductive embrace of deep sleep. However, the tranquility was short-lived. Dissonant sounds from within the apartment stirred me, and I groggily rolled over to glimpse at the crimson numerals on my alarm clock. It was past half-past two in the morning, and the fact that I was awake was a sin. A gnawing reluctance to leave the warmth of my bed gripped me, but a loud crash echoing from the living room jolted me fully awake. My heart pounded in my chest as I leaped out of bed, the urgency of the situation dispelling my drowsiness. Nash wasn’t due to be home yet, and I knew without a doubt that I had locked the damn door. Which could only mean that someone had broken in, and I was unprotected. Glancing towards my nightstand, I spotted the black metal baseball bat I had brought with me from my days of playing ball in high school. My mother had always told me that there was no better weapon for a woman than a bat and