Our Eternal Ruin (Auslly)

12. That's my girl

If she only knew... then again, she'd probably murder me in my sleep. I'd rather die by her hands than... well, never mind.

~Austin~

"So we doing this or not?" I changed the subject.

She looked at the door, then back at me, then back at the door.

Making the decision for her, I twisted the lock and pulled out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt for her to wear.

"We don't have bathrobes in this fancy establishment, but I do have clean clothes for you to sleep in. Now strip."

"Wh-hat?"

"Kidding." I laughed though a part of me had to admit I'd been hopeful. "The bathroom's just through there. Go change, I'll be sure to be fully clothed when you come back."

"Okay." Her hands were shaking.

I reminded myself to send Uncle Jo a Christmas ham for his advice.

On one hand I was glad it led her to me, but on the other, had she decided to go to some other guy I would have probably ended up in prison.

So, maybe not a ham... A card?

Sure, a card would be nice.

I quickly peeled off my shirt, threw on a pair of workout shorts and lay on the bed. My dad had texted a few things about being nice to James and Ethan. He also wanted to know how the new meds were.

I was so sick and tired of medicine that I wanted to throw something against the wall.

I was counting on Ally not being a snoop, since my drug collection was happily displayed under my sink, not that she'd even know what the drugs were or how they worked.

Even if she did an Internet search for the names she'd be stunned to see over half of them were experimental.

"Ready." Ally's small voice called from the bathroom as the door opened and the light turned off.

She was practically swimming in my clothes. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. She looked so damn sexy in my shorts I wanted to charge toward her and rip them from her body.

Self control.

I cleared my throat and patted the bed.

"I don't bite."

"But you do lick."

"Always." I fought to keep my hands at my sides.

Damn, but they itched to reach out and pull her against me.

"I won't lick you now, Lamb."

"Says the wolf," she sang as she slowly made her way over to the bed and sat next to me. "I don't do things like this. Furthermore, I'm only doing this to prove a point to my uncle and myself."

"And what's that?"

"That I can live," she said in a low voice. "That I didn't die with them."