Two Wrongs Dont Make A Right

Chapter Eight : It Would Be Easier To Sneak Into Godzillas House

Honestly?

This whole Alec and Ryder fighting crap was getting old , quickly.

We were currently in the living room again , Ryder's limp body in a chair on the other side of the room , Laurel laid out , snoring on the couch , and me watching 'The Ten Best Bathrooms In The World' on the La-Z-Boy , with Alec sitting beside me , head resting on my leg.

It seemed that ever since we had made out upstairs he didn't want me out of his sight. Of course he also had a bottle of Jack Daniels cradled in his lap , taking swigs every once in a while ,whenever his bruised body started hurting.

I felt terrible. It seemed that he was getting into fights because of me.

First the fight with Asher , where his jawline had a flowering purple bruise , the first fight with Ryder , which had ended in a bruised nose , and now the first with Ryder , where I was sure there must be bruises along his abdomen and chest. I felt terrible.

I reached down , snagging the botle from Alec's arm. He let out a whining complaint before I took a large gulp , the alcohol bruning my throat the entire way down.

I handed it back to him and he went back to cradling it , resting his head against my leg. I idly stroked his black hair , running my fingers through it. He let a sound of content , nudging my hand with his head.

Apparently the bad boy wasn't all tough.

My show ran it's credits and I stood up , stretching. I could feel Alec watching me carefully.

I turned and smirked at him. "Enjoying the view?" I purred , leaning slightly over.

He reached up and snagged me by my waist , yanking me down into his lap. I laughed , curling closer to him.

"Now I am blondie." he said , brushing his lips along my neck , making me shiver in pleasure and desire.

I twisted around , so I now straddled his lap , and I could feel his little buddy shift underneath of me. I traced my fingers over the outline of his eight-pack through his shirt , and he grinend at me.

I looped my fingers under the hem of his shirt , tugging it gently up and apparently he was too impatient for teasing. Aruptly he pulled back , tugging his shirt up and over his body.

Wow.

Hard defined muscle , paired with an amazing eight-pack , and a scattering of tattoos. I bit my lip , marvelling at his body and could feel his smirk on my face.

"Liking what you see?" he purred lightly , and in response I hungrily pressed my lips against his.

He immediately worked his tongue into my mouth , getting me to shiver in pleasure.

He began tugging my shirt off , not breaking the contact between our lips.

When my shirt was halfway up my stomach , and Alec had me pressed as close to him as I could be , shockwaves being sent through my body as where our bare skin touched , we heard a low groan.

And people wonder why I'm violent.

It would be easier to sneak into Godzilla's house then make out with Alec in peace.

I went to pull away from Alec and I felt him stiffen. Mother. Fucker.

I dropped my arms from their vice lock around his neck and tugged my shirt down , scrambling out of his hold on me.

His emerald eyes narrowed , black hair messy , and all together looking extremely gorgeous.

I took his hand , squeezing lightly. Ryder was sitting up , running his hands through his mesys blonde hair , and moaning from his headache.