Princess Can Fight |✓

Chapter 9: You don't get to touch him!

He felt like electricity. All that energy transmitted through his soft, gorgeous lips. His words coming out of his mouth were too complicated for my head to grasp at the moment but I could just stare at those lips for hours. Creepily fantasizing about them.

I couldn't think about anything, my brain was exhausted. My head hurt like someone had passed a bullet through my skull. Not that I knew how a bullet through the brain would fell. I mean, I didn't know how a bullet anywhere would feel. 

But somehow the intensity of pain I currently felt seemed fitting only to a bullet.

"Is something wrong?" His voice softened and he bent down to level his face with mine. 

I shook my head. "Is it the head?" His fingers sank into my hair and a scream escaped my lips unintentionally. 

"Ssh, I won't hurt you. I promise." his lips were all I saw. I felt him massage my head with the tips of his fingers. "Jack has a tendency to show off whenever he can, he's weak. He wants to assert himself whenever he sees an opportunity." his hands felt like they knew how to handle a body, how to ease the pain. 

I wouldn't say it disappeared instantly but it was bearable now. More like being smacked with a shovel. "You weren't listening to me, were you?" his fingers caressed the side of my face now. 

"No." I bit my lip and forced my eyes to look into his. 

"I wanted to apologize for kissing you back there. It was purely business, I-I would never do something like that. It was inappropriate. I couldn't imagine watching you get hurt." Something in his eyes was just so sincere. So affectionate? 

"Business?" 

"Uh- y-yeah. I had to protect you. If you mean anything to Flynn... you're valuable. You can be used as leverage. Hence killing you would do no good. Jack took you once and a second time the injury could be far more significant. I can't let that happen to you." None of it was real? 

"Thank you, I guess?" 

"Now that I go over it in my head, it sounds like I was justifying an action taken by my body with zero consideration from my brain. Anyway, now I have pay more attention to you. Now you're far too valuable, I just put you in more danger than you should've been in." He looked away. 

"At least they won't kill me off." 

"I let my brain be controlled by desire. I termed my desire as the only logical thing to do in a given situation. You don't understand how dangerous I just made the world for you." his face grew pale. I found the courage to bring my fingers to his cheek. He bit his bottom lip trying to hold in what felt like a wince. My eyes were instantly drawn to his wonderful lips.

He held my waist and sighed, his lips clicked and I knew I didn't want to hear the words he was about to utter. His lips had a sense of familiarity and today I could've used the warmth they provided. I took my lips to his and let mine play with his. He pushed me away before coughing awkwardly. 

"The world has always been dangerous." he nodded at my words and took a step back. 

"That's why you don't need me." he took another step back, "Next time you're cuffed, break your thumb. Push it back far enough until it snaps. It hurts like a bitch but it's worth it. All the ass you kick after that, makes it worth it." 

"How did you know that I was handcuffed?"

He didn't answer. It was always this way with him. He only told me what he wanted to. Not what I wanted to know. It was unfair. Especially since I was always expected to be grateful that he deemed my life worth saving.