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I gasp, feeling my core heat up, throbbing with desire.
“Fuck, Zade…”
I breathe, cupping his neck.
“All in good time, Little Mate…”
he murmurs.
Our eyes lock, my heart racing. I’ve never felt like this, never felt so frustrated at someone only to want them to fuck me the next second. To get angry, only to melt into them the very next moment.
The pull between us is driving me crazy and although there is so much we need to work on, I’m already way deep in this without even knowing how I got here or when.
He leans down, and I see his Adam’s apple bob. His gaze flickers to my lips and I lean up, meeting him halfway and kissing him passionately as pleasure courses through me.
And then we’re kissing as if we’re starved, instantly diffusing the frustration only for me to get annoyed at myself for being so easy. I twist my hand into his hair, yanking his head up as I slip my tongue into his mouth.
He frustrates me as much as he fucking turns me on.
He sucks hard, pushing me up harder against the wall and I can feel his hard cock press against my core and I moan, allowing him to release my tongue and take control.
How can someone be such a good kisser?
His hands slip under my top, raking over my skin, leaving delicious sparks in his wake. His fingers slip under my bra strap.
Fuck…
He leans back, slipping my top off and tossing it aside before he kisses my neck when my phone rings. 1
“Ignore it,”
I whisper. The entire damn universe wants to work against us. Whyare we always interrupted?!
The phone stops ringing only for it to start ringing the second it stops.
I need to put it on silent…
Zade kisses my neck, nibbling on the tender skin before sucking hard, a sting of pain and pleasure dancing through me.
“Answer it… I won’t stop,”
he murmurs huskily, his hands squeezing my breasts. before sliding my phone out of my pocket and passing it to me.
Sighing in frustration, I take it from him as it rings again.
Atticus?
“Don’t stop, I’m still mad,”
I whisper warningly, enjoying the feel of his lips on my neck and shoulder. I feel his lips tug up in what I know is a small smirk before he assaults me with delicious kisses around my neck.
There are a few miscalls from him and Zaia… with several messages.
“Hello, is everythin-“
“Val! Damn, are you ok?”
Atticus’s voice sounds strained.
“Yeah, I’m really good,”
I reply, biting back a moan as Zade sucks on my skin again.
“What is going on, then?”
Atticus asks, his voice full of worry. “Your car? Who was driving it?”
Zade pauses, now listening intently. “Just someone from a-a garage. Why?”
I ask.
Another incoming call and I glance at it: Zaia.
“What’s going on Atticus?”
I ask, my heart racing.
“Your car was involved in a crash. It was on the news when I saw your number plate…”
he trails off and the phone almost slips from my hand.
Zade frowns deeply as Atticus continues. “It wasn’t just a normal crash Val… I’m going crazy, I’m coming to get you.”
“What? No, look I’m fine!”
I say, my heart thudding.
“No. I’m coming.”
“I don’t get why you’re so worried. I hope the person driving the car is safe, but why do you think you need to come get me?”
“No, you’re not getting this, Valerie. According to footage that was caught byanother car and streamed online, it was deliberate. Someone was targeting you, Val. Someone is trying to kill you and who knows when they will strike next.”
VALERIE.
My heart races, the phone almost slipping from my hold as his words ring in my mind.
Zade turns, carrying me over to the chest of drawers and places me on top of it, still holding me tightly as he takes his own phone out and types something in on the web browser.
“I’m coming there,”
Atticus adds firmly.
I’m about to stop him when I hesitate. “Fine… umm, I’ll text you the address because I’ve moved out of the apartment complex,”
I say, looking at Zade whonods.
“Ok, why?”
“I’ll talk to you in person,”
I answer slowly.
“Alright, just stay safe, Valerie. Maybe you moving wasn’t a good idea.”
Atticus replies quietly.
“I’m not a kid, Atticus…”
“I know, but it doesn’t mean I can’t worry. I’ll see you soon. I’m booking my flight right now.”
I bid him farewell and close my eyes, leaning back against the wall.
“It’s for the better, they need to know… I need to check if Matt is ok,”
Zade says. quietly.
“Yeah… I’m really sorry…”
I say quietly as he clicks on another link and thewords ‘Driver Dead’ emblazoned on the screen.
Guilt rushes through me, and I feel terrible.
“I’m so, so sorry.”
“No… It’s not your fault… this isn’t on you.”
I nod, although I don’t feel better.
“We’re going to have to go down to the station. That was my car,”
I sigh.
“We’ll deal with this,”
Zade promises.
“You’re not chipped, and neither am I now. What if they ask for your name?”
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