Two's Company (New Book)

Chapter Twelve

 

  "I see Hannah found you" I hear Carter's voice beind me. I don't even have to turn around to know he has a huge smile on his face. Hannah runs around me and to Carter.

"Carter! Pick me up!" She squeals, reaching her arms upwards. He chuckles and picks her up swiftly.

I watch as he tickles her tummy, making her squirm. "Stop it!" She pleads.

"Aww, is the bad boy not so bad" I mock. His eyes snap up to meet mine. All he does is smirk and set Hannah back down. He grabs my hand and drags me upstairs, turning around for a quick second.

"Hannah, we'll be right back."

He pulls me into his room and pushes me against his door. "What was that about being good?" He whispers against my ear. A shiver travels down my body.

"Nothing" I lie. I feel his breath against my neck. I wriggle under his touch.

"Just kiss me already."

With that, Carter attaches his lips to mine. He prys open my mouth with his, dominating my tounge. A small gasp escapes as he attacks my neck.

"Carter" I say. I pull his hair, attempting to pull him away from me.

"We can't, there's other people in the house."

He groans and pulls away. "Don't ever say I'm going good again Oaks, or you're really going to be in for it."

I roll my eyes at him and open his bedroom door. I step out into hallway and collide with someone. I look up and meet his sister's eyes. She has a knowing look on her face, which causes me to blush.

"Don't be embarrassed Oakley" Carter says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"She should, considering she's with you. I'd be embarrassed too" His sister retorts. He scowls at his sister and interlocks our hands.

"Carter, I need to get home and we need to talk about us later" I say, grabbing my stuff from his room. His face falls but he recovers.

"Okay, just text me" He answers. I nod and kiss him slightly, slipping out of the door.

I let out a breath when I get in my car. How could I be so stupid? I broke my resolve over a little bit of worry?

"God damn it" I shout. All this was a mistake. I don't think I'm ready for a relationship with him. Can I place my trust in the hands of a guy like him? This question plays over and over in my head. I'm so conflicted.

I drive to my house and decide to make a decision about all this tomorrow. This is all so confusing.

I walk inside, locking the door behind me. I notice all the lights are off, so I guess my mother is at work. I trudge up the stairs to my room, shrugging my clothes off. I change into some lace shorts and a yellow cami, it's way more comfortable.

I lay down on my bed and switch on my tv. It opens to a re-run episode of 'Friends'. I decide to leave and go through my social media.

I'm scrolling through instagram when a message comes down my screen.

"Change your clothes, we're going out somewhere. It's cold out." It's from Carter. How does he know what I'm wearing.

As I'm typing a reply, something is knocked around downstairs. What the fuck?

I throw my phone on my bed and make my way to my bedroom door. I open it slightly, peering into the hallway. I stand still, trying to hear whatever noise it was again, but instead I hear footsteps coming up the steps. I quickly open my door and hide behind it.