Something In Between {Alec Volturi love story}

Blow me a Kiss

A/N: Hey guys:) Thanks for all your support! It means so much. I've been having some serious writer's block about this next chapter, but I think I finally figured it out. Vote and tell me what you think! :)

This was one of my favorite chapters to write! It flowed very easily:) The next one will come sooner, I promise! From here on out, things get very suspenseful, so expect cliffhangers! 

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I bit my bottom lip guiltily and slowly sat on the bed, sinking into the soft plush comforter. Alec didn't watch me fiddle with the hem of my shirt; acually he hadn't so much as glanced at me since he stormed back into the hotel a half hour ago. I'd just worked up the courage to make enough noise to sit down.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, my voice husky. I knew he could hear me. He ignored me anyway, moving in a blur around the room, packing our things. I didn't know what he planned to do now.

When he finished, he took the luggage and walked briskly out of the room. I followed him quickly, surprised that he gave me no warning.

I hurriedly grabbed Spencer from his curled up position on the floor and rushed out the door after Alec. Spencer squirmed a little, annoyed that I interupted his nap.

I had just reached the elevator behind him as it was closing. We stood in an uncomfortable silence until the doors dinged open. Alec checked us out and waved his hand for me to follow as we hurried outside to the remains of his car.

He set down our bags and examined his car. I frowned, confused about his intentions. He answered my unspoken question when he lifted the car by the back tire and the underside, disappearing into the night.

I knew better than to ask questions when he didn't return with the car. He did, however, have a motorcycle. I didn't even know he knew how to drive one.

Alec loaded the bags on the back and I scurried to his side, clambering onto the seat.

 I wrapped my arms around him, nestling Spencer in between us. Alec sped off into the night, and I laid my head against his shoulder. It was satisfying, in a weird way, to rest my body against the boy that just kissed me. Nice to know that he didn't run off, I guess. Then again, he was a vampire. The human/vampire break-up statistics were most likely slightly  lower.

Alec drove through streets and alleys, not moving, not speaking. I tightened my grip on him at turns and stops, not liking the way the vehicle jerked and swayed. Alec paid no mind to it, but I had a feeling he'd catch me if I fell. Maybe that was just me hoping he still liked me enough to keep me out of harm's way.

I was groggy and half-asleep when we made it back to Volterra. I was vaguely aware of him pulling into the fancy garage I liked so much and shutting off the engine. A whole day of driving away from the danger, just to park right back into it. No pun intended.

Relief surged through me when he took the key out of the ignition. Thank Jesus we were getting off this death trap. I thought that, but I didn't have the energy to move. I decided I wasn't in any danger if the motorcycle was off, so I snuggled closer to Alec's cool body, nudging my head into the space between his shoulder blades.

"Reagan." His voice, though full of warning and irritation, was incredibly good to hear. Instead of waking me up like he probably wanted, it lulled me into a deeper sleep. "Reagan," He repeated my name, and I groaned, wordlessly telling him to shut up and let me sleep in peace. God knows, I needed it. I tugged Spencer closer to my stomach, reveling in how warm such a small puppy could be.

I heard the familiar sound of his defeated sigh, and felt as he shifted, twisting his body so he could wrap me in his hold and take me into his lap. He held me securely against his body as he lifted his leg over the bike and carried me bridal style into the castle. The warmth of the heating in the building bombarded my frigid skin, taking me off guard. I was so used to the cold temperature of Alec's body.