I Blame Wattpad for My High Expectations of Men

Chapter 72 - Now I am

*Author's Note: Reader discretion is advised...Enough said. Stay blessed! :)*

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~Thursday, January 26, 2017~

~Ace Rivers's Point of View~

        Never mind the phone call I just got, the real reason I'm still out here on this balcony is because of the nightmare I had right before it. Never once have I dreamt something that felt so vivid, so real, I almost thought it was reality. Just knowing that something so insane could possibly be created by my own mind freaks me out to a whole new extent.

        It wasn't until I clung Lola to my chest that I finally calmed down, which is pretty ironic considering that the nightmare was about her...well, her leaving me surrounded in a dark pool of blood, that is.

        Shaking the image out of my mind, I try focusing on the less stressful matter, if I can even call it that. The guy who contacted me was the organizer of what was supposed to be my next race. Turns out, the entire thing got shut down thanks to some blabber mouth who couldn't keep his trap shut for the next two days.

        Out of pure reflex, I clutch the handrail in front of me so tight, my knuckles start turning white.

        Arrrggghhhh, that son of a-

"You okay, babe?"

        My internal rage is instantly brought to a halt when I hear her soft voice, my mind slowly calming itself down when her hands travel up the side of my ribs and her lips kiss the extremely tense spot between my shoulder blades. Almost immediately, I look at her over my shoulder.

"Now I am," I admit. I try my best not to combust from heat when I turn around to cup her face. "Sorry for just barging out like that. I didn't want to come back inside until I completely cooled off."

"Don't worry about it," she tells me. "Besides, you look kind of hot when you're pissed off."

        Always count on Lola to get me all hot and bothered when I least expect it.

"Kind of?" I smirk, but she still sees right through my facade.

"You sure you're okay?" She asks once more and I plant a kiss on her forehead. I decide not to worry her about the nightmare any further, knowing I'll always fight to protect her no matter what, but I do reassure her about the phone call.

"I was pissed off a bit from the phone call but like I said, I've cooled down enough. Now, come on. Let's go back to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow, and I've already kept you awake long enough."

        Expecting her to lead us back inside, I wait for her to finally get going. However, just one look in her gorgeous brown eyes and it seems that my girl has other plans in mind.

"Actually," she responds, proving my point when she not so discreetly hooks a finger in my boxers, tugging at the material. "I was thinking..."

        Oh, fuck. She really wants to go there...

"Lola," I knowingly groan, drawing out the last vowel of her name as I rest my forehead on hers. With all kinds of dirty thoughts rushing through my mind, I brush my thumb over her soft bottom lip, whispering, "you have an 8:00 am exam tomorrow, baby."

        I do whatever I can to restrain myself just because of that one fact, but the truth about Lola Dino is that she's completely irresistible.

        I want to be in bed with her even if we aren't fucking until we pass out. She's a lot better than that. Just lying next to her, rolling over and finding my way to her body, holding her tight to calm me from my nightmares all while protecting her from hers...those are the kind of things that my girl makes me want to do. And let's not forget finding her hand in mine like some magnetic attraction even in our sleep, giving her all the forehead kisses in the world as she rests her head on my chest because apparently no one before me ever did that -were those people out of their fucking minds, by the way? I mean just look at her! Then last but not least, there's that feeling of her heartbeat racing against my hold as we intertwine our bodies in our unconscious states.