Chapter 32
“Kasey-”
“I’m fine,” she said, feeling her face burn with humiliation as she shoved his hand away and scooted back on her bruised ass, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow her whole.
“Kasey, I’m sor-” he started to apologize, again, but she didn’t want to hear it and honestly wasn’t sure how she was going to manage to keep it together if he did.
“It’s fine,” she said, shifting her gaze as far away from him as she could as she somehow managed to get up without wincing, but god, did her ass hurt.
Maybe not as much as her pride did.
“No, it’s not,” Reese said, coming around the bed to help her, but she’d had enough of his help to last her a lifetime.
“I’m fine,” she said, scurrying over the bed to get away from him, hoping that he would take pity on her and just leave before she…before she…
She had no idea what she was going to do, but she didn’t want to do whatever it was in front of him, not after what just happened.
“Kasey, please-” the determined bastard said, as she tried to do her best to hold onto what was left of her pride, but right now it was a quickly losing battle.
“It’s fine, Reese. Just go,” she said, wishing like hell that she could go back in her closet and hide, but he’d probably just stand outside the door, apologizing again as he tried to come up with a way to spare her feelings, something that he should have done instead of shoving her off his lap.
Yeah…
She definitely would have appreciated a different reaction, maybe one that didn’t leave her ass bruised? she thought, biting back another pained groan as she headed for the front door, needing to get away from him before she did something incredibly stupid like cry or babble, or god only knows what else she could do to make this day extra memorable.
“Kasey, wait. I need to explain,” he said, following her, because of course he couldn’t just let her walk away, now could he?
Nope.
Not Reese.
No, he would never let her walk off with her feelings hurt, because Reese wasn’t the type of guy to do that, she thought dryly. Then again, she’d never thought that he’d be the type of guy to play with her like this. It just figured that the first guy that she could actually see herself falling for turned out to be a jerk.
“Kasey, I-” he started again, but she was done.
She was just done with everything.
“You know what?” she asked, whirling on him and cutting him off before he could apologize or joke his way out of this one. “You’re an asshole.”
“What?” he asked, having the nerve to look confused as she was doing her best not to kick him or find something to throw at him.
“You’re an asshole. What part of that did you not understand? Because if you want I can annunciate it more clearly for you, but you would think that it would be pretty easy to understand.”
He opened his mouth to cut her off, but she wasn’t done, not yet.
“Was this a joke for you? A fun way to pass the summer? Or was I a charity case?”
“No, Kasey. I-”
“Seriously? Just stop!” she snapped, holding her hands up and taking a step back when he reached out for her.
“I get it. You didn’t want to kiss me and you don’t have to worry about it happening again. I got the point the first time that you knocked me on my ass,” she snapped, shaking her head in disgust as she turned around only to end up being pressed up against the wall and Reese kissing her in a way that didn’t feel like pity.
“I wanted to kiss you, Kasey,” he whispered against her lips as he slowly teased her bottom lip between his teeth. “You have no idea how badly I wanted to kiss you.”
Trembling, she licked her lips in an attempt to clear her head only to end with a whimper and a moan as the devious bastard that was making her head spin took advantage and deepened the kiss. It had been a very long time since she’d been kissed and her memory was a little shaky, but she was pretty sure that she’d never been kissed like this before.
Breaking off the kiss suddenly, he shifted so that his mouth was next to her ear, which was probably for the best since she could really use a moment to catch her breath and try to wrap her mind around that kiss.
“Don’t ever think that I don’t want to kiss you,” he said, deciding to punctuate his words with a soft kiss against her neck that had her licking her lips as a shiver rocked her.
She opened her mouth to ask him why he’d ended the first kiss the way that he had when he took advantage and kissed her again. Okay, devoured might be a better description, she amended a moment later as she was forced to grab onto him when her legs threatened to give out.
“Kissing you is the only thing that I think about most days,” he said softly as he gentled the kiss so that he was barely brushing his lips against hers, which should have given her a chance to think straight, but for some reason, those barely-there kisses that he was teasing her with had her trembling harder.
“Then why-” she started to ask, but that’s when he decided to swoop back in and steal her breath away with another one of those devastating kisses that she could easily become addicted to if-
“I’m a virgin.”
-he wasn’t such a freaking liar.
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“You son of a bitch!”
“Baby, I-” he started to say only to wince when it became obvious that he’d made another tactical error.
“Are you freaking kidding me?” she demanded, wiggling wildly beneath him in an attempt to break free and find something else to throw at him.
Thank god she didn’t have Mikey’s arm otherwise that baseball that she’d chucked at his head probably would have split his other eyebrow open instead of bouncing uselessly down the hallway. He really hadn’t been worried until he’d caught her eying that hammer. That’s when he’d decided that perhaps it would be for the best if they continued this conversation in the safety of her bedroom.
Kasey had disagreed and had chosen to express her displeasure by going for that hammer, leaving him with a choice, run and come back another day or deal with it now. Since he knew that leaving would only end up being a mistake, he’d opted to stay.
Which had ended with him carrying the woman screaming at him and trying to beat the shit out of him with everything she could get her hands on to her
room. It had also resulted in him somehow pinning the wiggling woman on the bed and wrestling the pillow that she’d tried to beat the shit out of him with out of her hands.
“You lying son of a bitch!” she bit out as she squirmed to get out from under him so that she could grab something off the nightstand and beat the shit out of him with it, which unfortunately had her incredibly well shaped ass rubbing up against him and-
“Are you freaking kidding me?” she asked, going completely still beneath him while he laid on top of her, hoping like hell that she hadn’t noticed-
“Oh, is this part of the game, Officer Bradford?” she asked, punctuating her angry words with a little wiggle of her ass that had him biting back a groan that would probably piss her off even more.
“It’s not a game,” he said roughly, licking his lips as pleasure shot through his eager cock as she continued to wiggle against him, making it hard to focus.
She snorted at that, but at least she’d stopped wiggling. “Let me guess, I’m special and you think that you might be falling for me,” she guessed correctly in a mocking tone that told him that he should probably keep his agreement to himself.
“You’ve waited all these years for someone like me and now that