Reject You to Break You (To Reach You Book 2)

Chapter Forty-Five: Normalcy is a Bitch

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Ridge-

It's like this...there are certain times in life when you just wanna pause that moment and live it over and over again. I guess this would be considered one of them.

Three days after I took her in that shower, our naked legs are tangled together, me absently playing with her hair that has that just-fucked look (because I did just fuck her) that I love. Her lips are swollen from how many times I've fused them with mine and how much time I've bitten on that full bottom lip.

"Ridge?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"What the hell are we doing? I mean, are we dating now...or are we just fucking--which I'm completely fine btw,"

I chuckle. As much I enjoyed fucking her raw and hearing her scream and chant my name over and over again, no one else could have this with her. She was mine now, and nothing could change that. I'd had her first, and one day I'd be the last one to have her too.

So yeah, she was mine.

"Let's put it like this..." I whisper lethally quiet at her shoulder, watching smugly as she tries to hold back a shudder and fails. "If someone touched you, I'd be going to jail,"

"So we're er...dating?"

"Yeah, but none of this "taking it slow" shit, I'm going to fuck you whenever I want, and horny or not, you're going to love it,"

"Oh," she whispers, squeezing her thighs together. Well, won't you look at that, my little vixen liked dirty talk.

"I want a date then," she says, jutting her chin out determinedly. Amused, I turn to her. "What?"

"A date, like normal girls,"

I shake my head in a mocking reprimanding motion. "Normal girls don't fuck before they do the dates,"

"Yeah well..." she says, a challenging gleam in her eyes.

"Okay fine, theater, in two hours," I say, the idea already forming in my head.

"Theater, now," she says, cocking an eyebrow. I groan, I planned on making her come another five (okay fine, fifteen) times.

She gets up, and I unashamedly let my eyes travel up and down her sexy form in my large that looks like an ex-large on her. She's hot, like bringing-my-dick-back-to-life hot.

"Get dressed," I say gritting my teeth to keep from pinning her to the bed. Guess I'd be fucking her in the theater.

"Oh and Ridge?" she sighs, turning around and batting her eyelashes.

"Yeah," I say, snapping out of the idea of fucking her in the theater. It would happen for sure--

"We won't be fucking in the theater,"

I groan, chucking my pillow at her, but it's too late because she's already closed the bathroom door. "You're evil!"

"And you're hornier than a naked fourteen year old after an hour of porn!" she shoots back from behind the door.

Grumbling, I get up to get ready for my date with the she-devil.

She didn't even let me finger her.

"That was beautiful," she says, offering me the leftover her popcorn. Of course, now she lets me have her popcorn when during The Glass Castle, she kept slapping my hand away.

I mean we're in a dark theater, in the last row. The last row! It's common law of the universe that the last row in a dark theater is reserved solely for sex! Or finger fucking! In this case I would have been fine with either! But no...miss normal wanted to watch Jeanette Walls in pearls and escaping her drunk father's clutches.

I snort in response to her comment. She glares at me. "You would think the same if you shook off that porno in your head and actually had watched!"

"What's the point, the book spoils everything already,"

North stiffens and immediately I realize my mistake, I grimace as North's grin widens. "You read the Glass Castle?" she says, her voice lethally quiet.

"I didn't say that--" I say desperately, cut off by her hoots of laughter that fill the crowded street.

"You giant nerd, you wanna be a teacher and you read, what next, hey...do you wax your armpits?"

I barely resist the urge to dump my coke on her. "No, but I have some taped glasses somewhere in my drawer," I grumble.

"Hey, wait!" she says, still panting from laughing as she hurries to catch up. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her mouth to mine. I growl, turning her around so she's trapped between my car and me.

We're both breathing heavily by the time we break up.

"We're outside," she moans as I kiss her jawline, gripping her waist tightly. "Don't give a damn--"

My phone rings and I ignore it, still kissing her.

But the damn thing is persistent, never stopping. Cursing, I grab it and swipe the ANSWER button, seeing an unfamiliar number.

"What?" I growl, my frustration obvious.

I hear a snort. "I'm thinking I'm interrupting a fucking session but I don't care. Get over here, Monroe, the video you gave me, how the fuck did you get that?"

"I need to call you back," I tell Aspen.

Another snort. "Like fuck Monroe, get your ass over here because I need answers, this is fucking important, you want to know who put you in that damn accident? I think I've figured it out. I'm not telling you anything on the damn phone, so if you wanna know who it is get your ass here, I'll text you my apartment address,"

"It's Aspen, she wants us at her place," I like Aspen, I really do, but right now I kind of wished her existence never happened.

"Why?"

I swallow. "She knows who put me in that accident, so she possibly knows who killed Eaton too,"

"Let's go,"

***

Just to rerun your memory, Eaton was one of North's roommates and her friend. He was best friends with Drew (also a fellow roommate and friend), and North found him murdered with two bullets in his chest in his office along with the police.

Btw, hate to spoil it for you...but Ridge and North's story is in no way done. Remember...there's always a storm after the sunshine (or is it the silence).

Their story hasn't even started yet, I'm just getting warmed up.

Laters,

Reagan