Resurrecting Ghosts (Kings of Chaos 4)

“No.”

“No?” I ask, confused by his terse answer.

“Nothing’s ever that easy with you, lady.”

“I don’t know if I’m flattered or insulted.”

“I just broke into your house, Ruthie I think it’s clear I like what you have to offer.”

“I’m not here to punish you. You proved yourself. We can try to move forward. I’m only asking for space tonight and time with Blue, please. I need a minute to recalibrate.”

He narrows his eyes at me.

I force my face to remain neutral.

He snaps his fingers. “Just like that?”

“Do you like me being a bitch?”

“I like it when you’re honest. I know that hurt didn’t go away.”

“No, but despite everything, I still want to try to make this work. Don’t you get it, you win? You won because you’re you.” I shake my head. His perfect chocolate brown hair, dark brown eyes, and angular face piss me off. He’s too handsome for his own damn good.

He smirks, drawing attention to his full lips, and my breasts swell. Oh, hell no! This is what got me into this mess in the first place. “Can you please go, before she gets back?”

“Why are you in such a rush to get rid of me?”

“Because I want to drag you into the bedroom right know, and that’s not going to happen.”

He throws his head back and laughs. “All right. I’ll leave for now. If you’re playing me, though…”

“What would be the point? You’d just stalk me down.”

“Damn straight. Do you know why?” He steps closer and wraps an arm around my waist pulling my body to his. “Because you belong to me.”

My nipples harden, and my belly tightens. His warmth seeps into me, and I inhale deeply, intoxicated by his masculine scent. I grip the edges of his cut. A whimper slips free. He slides his hand up my back and grips my hair tight. I wince as the pain releases endorphins and I soak my panties. He tilts my head and covers my mouth with his. He tastes like spearmint and lust. I suck on his tongue and rub up against the bulge in his pants. One thing’s for sure, my girly parts are over the incident whether I am mentally or not. He groans and tilts his head deepening the kiss as our tongues touch and tangle. My legs turn to jelly, and I lean against him.

A throat clears. “It looks like I’m interrupting something,” Blue states smugly.

He steps back. “I was just leaving. Ruthie, I will see you tomorrow.”

“Y-yeah,” I say dazed.

“Blue.” Skull leaves with a shit eating grin I want to smack off his face.

I’m completely head over heels for the asshole.

He closes the door behind him.

“Do I want to know?”

“He broke into my house with a kit, Blue.”

She laughs. “Yeah, sounds about right. You ready to take this test?”

“No, but let’s get it over with.”

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