WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Fifty-Five (Rafe)

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

Rafe

Turning around and seeing Alana alive. Seeing her standing there in that fucking dress with her hair done and makeup on and acting like she's flirty and shy and... What the fuck is going on? Why is she here? What has John B put her up to now?

"What the hell are you doing here?" Alana seethes at me. "Are you behind this? Are you the asshole that hired the plane to find us? To kidnap me and bring me here? I should have known. That room was set up perfect for me-"

My mind whips in a full circle. "What the actual fuck are you going on about?" I want to hug her. I want to pull her in and breathe in her scent. To kiss those supple lips of hers that are begging to be kissed by me. To feel her flesh against mine.

I take a step toward her but she takes a step back. I recoil and put my hands up in surrender. I see the look in her eyes. She crosses her arms over her front and swallows hard. She's upset with me and she has every right in the world to be.

"Are you trying to interfere with the deal I'm about to make? Alana... If John B put you up to this and this goes sideways-"

"John B? You think my brother planned for me to be kidnapped? What kind of deal are you even on? I don't even know where I am." She argues and her voice falters as though she's holding back tears. "Rafe... Where the fuck am I?"

"Barbados." I tell her softly. "How did you get here?"

She swallows. "The lifeboat wrecked on some abandoned island. I don't know where... We were there for a month. Then some plane came and he said he'd rescue us and Sarah was convinced it was your dad who was looking for us. You're not playing me right? Your dad isn't going to waltz in here and threaten me or something?"

"Dad is in a coma." I tell her softly. "I'm the boss of the family again. Your brother did a number on him."

"How's Rose?" She asks in a whisper.

"Thinks your dead." I tell her with the shake of my head. "Blames me for it. Rightfully so... Wheezie won't talk to me anymore. And I uh.. I read that book."

"You read it?" She raises a brow at me and then rolls her eyes. "That's not going to make me fall back into your arms, Rafe Cameron. I'm disgusted with you."

I can see in her eyes that she's lying as she says that. "Tell me how you really feel about seeing me right now. Because truthfully? I feel like I'm looking at a ghost. You look..."

Radiant, delectable, ravishing, sexy beyond compare, stunning, every part of her continuing to make my mouth water and my cock harden. I want to dive into her. And just hold her.

She blinks at me. "Don't do this."

"Do what?" I step forward and slide my tongue across my lips. "I'm trying to let you know I'm sorry. For everything. I-"

A laughing sounds from the other room and a guy walks in with the biggest smirk on his face. "I wondered if this little reunion between the two of you would give me some decent entertainment. If you'd like I can step aside and we can let this continue. I'd like to know how this ends."

Alana looks at him and raises a brow. "It's ended. It ended a month ago."

"Did it?" He looks at her and then to me suspiciously. "Doesn't seem over to me. I can read people very well, Miss Routledge-"

"Cameron." She corrects him and I nearly snap my neck to look at her. "Mrs. Cameron. If you're going to address me then you should do it properly. My name is Alana Cameron, and I'm Rafe's wife."