Just Classic

Chapter Twenty

This isn't the first time I've woken up in a bed next to a guy. And it isn't the first time I've woken up next to Infinity. But it's definitely the first time I've woken up next to Infinity after an intense make-out session that I regret with every fiber of my being.

"There's something so wrong with me," I murmur to myself, sitting up and trying to convince myself that what I did - or rather, didn't attempt to stop - wasn't entirely wrong.

"Who's the wreck now?" Infinity yawns, sitting up behind me. I glance at him. My eyes go wide.

"When did you take your shirt off!? And why!?" I squeak. His eyes are still dark and dangerous, his hair is even wilder than before, and without a shirt, he makes me feel like I just woke up from a night of losing my virginity.

"It was hot. This is my bedroom." Infinity shrugs, pulling a shirt from his dresser drawer by leaning over me, then proceeding to put it on over his head. I shake my head, standing up and pacing.

"This was wrong. I should've stopped it! Why didn't I do anything?" I mumble to myself. Infinity grabs me by the waist, pressing his forehead against mine. It's impossible not to look him in the eye.

"I wouldn'tve let you do anything," he drawls. I know instantly that's true, and pull away.

"I should claim rape! Oh god, this was so wrong. Pheonix was flying home to his death, and I was sitting here making out with you! You kidnapped me for ransom! Then took me here, to Austria!" I exclaim, my hands shaking with the reality of what I've done. "I need to kill myself."

"No, you need to give into a little fun every now and then. Now would be a great time to revisit our conversation from last night," He makes a grab for my arm, but I pull away.

"No! I can't. It was-"

"Right and you know it. Please, your attraction to Pheonix was nothing more than a way to deal with the stress of your situation. And, he was born to love you anyway. It was a mental thing. You both thought you loved each other, but there was no romance at all," Infinity snaps.

"And what about you?"

"I don't care if you hate every bone in my body. I will have you, and you don't get a choice in the matter."

"That's considered sexual harassment," I stammer nervously, backing away. My back only meets his wall, and I search the room for an escape route in fear. Infinity traps me against the wall, blocking my view. He puts his face so close to my own, I can feel the heat from his eyes.

"I don't really care."

Before he can do anything, I duck under his arm and bolt for the door. Infinity laughs, picking me up and sitting me on the bed, again trapping me between his arms. "You can't escape me, Dom."

"You'll get tired eventually," I quip, rolling away from him. "Don't you have something to do this morning?"

"It's my day off. Illusion's taking care of things."

"Why can't you leave me alone?"

"Because."

I glare. "That's not a reason."

"It is for me. And believe me, you'll get tired long before I do."

"And if I'm half asleep, I can't be much fun to sexually harass, now can I?"

Infinity wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "You're that weak in the first place."

"Oh really?" I ask, the challenge evident.

"Yes, really."

"You think I'm weak?"

"Yes, I do."