Winning over The Bad Boy(Do you wanna play a game)

Chapter: 18

EFFY’S POV

 He kissed the side of my eye and I crinkled my nose up. He laughed at me. “Am I done now?” I asked him and he shook his head. “Not yet, princess, I have to do your other hand.” He said with a slight frown at my frown. ”Okay.” I said letting  out an exaggerated sigh. “That’s my girl.” I couldn’t contain the amount of butterflies that had awakened and were now fluttering around my stomach. He smiled at me and nodded telling me silently to get ready and prepare for the wipe. He dabbed my knuckles and I hissed in pain through my clenched teeth. I felt the needles prick my eyes, and moments later the salty water slid down my cheeks with ease.

He finished cleaning up the dried blood on my knuckles and brought them up to his lips. He pressed soft kisses on them and I couldn’t keep the heat from rising to my cheeks. I put my head down to attempt hiding the flames on my cheeks. He gripped my chin softly and guided it up so I could look at him in the eyes. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

 I hopped off the counter and glanced down at Ryder’s knuckles. I turned around and put my hands and Ryder’s waist attempting to pick him up like he did with me; and did it fail. Miserably actually.  He laughed at me and jumped on the counter taking my place. “What’re you doing?” He asked me with a light chuckle. I shrugged and grabbed the gauze and Neosporin.  I held my hand out to him waiting for him to put his hand in mine.

  He raised an eyebrow at me in response. I shook my hand impatiently, “well?” I asked and he rolled his eyes, placing his hand in mine. I ignored how good it felt to hold his hand and focused on treating his wounds. “So, are you gonna tell me what you did?” I asked him glancing up for a brief second with a cocked eyebrow. He sighed and ran his other hand through his hair. “I was boxing and got a little carried away.” He said and I nodded.

I grabbed the Neosporin and rubbed a little on his knuckles he hissed in pain and I smirked, “doesn’t feel to great does?” I asked and he narrowed his eyes with a little playfulness. Just a little though. I snickered and wrapped the white gauze around this hand. I grabbed a piece of the medical tape and ripped it with my teeth. I placed it on the gauze and gestured for his other hand.

 I repeated the same steps and soon enough we were done. I washed my hands and cleaned up the mess we made. I looked up and smiled at him, “Thanks for doing that by the way.” I smiled at him and he nodded. “It’s okay, plus you returned the favor.” He added with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, but smiled nevertheless. I walked out the bathroom and to my closet, I grabbed a shirt underwear and a bra. I walked out of my closet and to the bathroom, but I was tackled on the way there. I was thrown over Ryder’s shoulder and he was running around like a lunatic, meanwhile I was laughing like a mad man. 

  He threw me on the bed and smirked. I laughed and as soon as he jumped and attempted to pounce on  me,  I jumped out of his reach and ran into the bathroom. I locked the door and I could hear him cuss under his breath and mumble incoherent words. I chuckled at him and started the shower.  I stripped my clothing and hopped into the shower.

I washed my hair and shaved. I got out and wrapped a towel against my body.  I searched for my clothes and they weren’t in  here. “Shoot, shoot, shoot.” I muttered remembering I dropped them when I was thrown over Ryder’s shoulder.

I glanced out in my room and he wasn’t in the room as I could see. “Ryder?” I called out. No response. I walked out the bathroom and picked up my clothing from the floor. I walked into my closet and stripped my towel. I put my bra and underwear on, then slipped my shirt on. I turned around to found a smirking Ryder leaning on the doorframe of my closet. I jumped and clutched my heart.