Chapter 21

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Chapter 21


Ava


I sigh, in annoyance, as footsteps still sound behind me.

"Isn't this what humans call stalking?" There's only silence in response, before I hear a huff of breath followed by a breathy laugh.

"Well, you suddenly wanted to take a walk, and get home on your own, after, might I add, saying you'll let me take you home. So, here we are Hazel Eyes. You want to walk home; I'll walk you home. There's no way in hell, I'll let you walk home, when its already this late."

I stop, and turn around, to find amused stormy orbs. I look around at the only slightly darker sky and clench my jaw tightly.

I've had enough of my bad decisions, and I had only realized after once again accepting Chase's offer, that I had to rein in whatever odd feelings were growing between us.

If I had known that sex would lead to my hesitance in telling the fool no, and the need to be around him would grow, I would have tried harder to restrain my terrible impulses.

I had to keep distance, more so than ever. It was hard though, since I was already beginning to yearn for him again. Even now, his scent washed towards me, teasingly, causing me to quiver with want.

I wanted to own him. Possessive him in all ways.

The feelings within me were growing to bursting, most of it too confusing to understand. I understand the need to fuck him, but everything else, like the strange warmth I like feeling from him, and that need to sink into his body, and touch his flesh. Was all of that part of sex? Did that come with it?

"Why can't I get away from you?" I blurt out.

"Why don't I want to? What have you done to me Chase Montgomery? Answer me now."

And I'll think about sparing you. No matter how reluctant I am, I'll kill you to rid myself of you. I'll do it.

I take a step closer, as he watches me with widened, surprised eyes.

I scowl, glaring menacingly as he continues to be quiet. I take another step, and he recoils, seemingly surprised by the action.

Suddenly he narrows his eyes, heatedly, shaking his head.

"You..." He trails, head shaking and huffing a breath.

"What have YOU done to ME. I can't stop thinking about you. And I've met you less than a handful of times, most of those were spent with you glaring at me and giving me shit about myself and my family and friends, when you don't even know me." He growls out, taking his own steps towards me.

"Yet, I take you to one of my favorite places, and what we did up there..." His glare falls as pure amazed confusion takes over his expression.

He watches me with somber eyes, and it's my turn to recoil. There was a true storm brewing in his eyes, and I was very likely to get caught in it.

"Your embedded into my skin, maybe a lot further than that. I feel like a mad man, with the way I feel about you. It's confusing, and exhilarating, and tantalizing, and fucking bruising. I really feel like I'm going crazy." He shakes his hands around his head, curling his fingers into claws, as if he wanted to grip at his hair.

"I want you Hazel Eyes. Like I've never wanted anyone else. And that shit freaks me the fuck out. Like I know it's doing for you. Cause your always running away from me. Always."

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