Page 6 of Breaking the Limits

Tonight, were the races and even though I hadn’t heard from Ace since he left, I was going with Kenndrix, Jaxx, and Pierce. Secretly, I hoped that when Ace and I saw each other things would work themselves out. However, I had not planned to see Ace pull up with some red headed whore in my seat! My jealousy was rearing its ugly head. Seeing Tara all over Ace made me want to be sick.

Ace must have felt me staring because his gaze swung my direction before it landed on me. For a moment, I thought I saw a flash of regret in his eyes, but he was so good at keeping his guard up that the flash was gone as quickly as it had appeared. Icouldn’t wait for the races to end, but I stayed because Kenndrix had asked me to. As we were heading to the car I ran into one of the guys from work, Enzo. He was tall and super skinny, covered in tattoos from what I could tell and he had a nose and lip piercing to go along with his gaged ears and his black hair was slicked back and brushed his neck. “Hey Kynlee, I didn’t know you came to these.”

“Yeah, every now and then. I haven’t seen you before though.”

“Oh well, normally I work the nights they’re held on but I’m actually off tonight so I thought I’d come then head over to JamesTown and get a drink.You here with anyone?” he asks.

For a minute I almost answer yes, but then I remember Tara hanging all over Ace. “Nope just some friends.”

Enzo nods. “Well, you want to join me and have a drink at JamesTown?” I almost say no because the thought of him not being Ace hurts my heart a little, but before I back out I toss my hair to the side and slip my arm through his. I follow as he leads the way to his truck.

Enzo and I have been at JamesTown for about an hour when Ace finally walks through the front door with Tara on his heels. A disgusted noise escaped from me before I could reel it in. “Not to pry, but I was under the impression that you and Ace were together.”

I shake my head. “Nope I was just the flavor of the week,” I say a little too sarcastically.

“I think it was more than that.”

“Nope we don’t do relationships just friends…” I trail off, kind of ashamed that I let myself get to this level just to get Ace James, which clearly didn’t work.

Enzo kind of laughs. “With benefits, nothing wrong with that but just so you know, you’ve been his longest running…. friend. So, I’d say it was something different.”

I shrug then notice as Ace’s head starts to turn so I whip mine back around to Enzo. “Do you dance?” Enzo shrugs so I grab his hand and pull him with me to the dance floor. I know it’s immature and petty, but I start to dance with Enzo just to get under Ace’s skin. I can feel his eyes on me from time to time which only pushes me farther. I reach up and press a kiss to Enzo’s neck, right on his rose tattoo. Either Enzo thinks I’m into him or he’s playing along; but either way I hope my plan is working.

After three songs I tell Enzo I need to take a break. He tells me that it’s okay and he’ll get us another drink while I head off toward the restrooms. I have to pass by Ace’s table in order to get to the restrooms. I make sure to add a little extra sway as I pass by his table. Once again, I can feel his eyes on me. I take my time in the restroom. I step outside into the small, dark hallway. I yelp when I feel his breath tickle my ear. “What the hell are you doing?”

Once I realize its Ace I shrug. “What do you mean?” I ask, using my most innocent voice. Ace pushes me against the wall, caging me in with his arms. He runs a thumb across my jaw line. We are standing so close I can smell his aftershave and the liquor that lingers on his breath. It makes me want to bury my hand into that dark hair of his and pull his mouth to mine. As mad as I am, I still want him. What the hell was wrong with me?

Ace telling me not to be mad is what knocks me out of my lustful state. I turn around and go to make a beeline for the hallway entrance, but Ace manages to grab my arm. He pins me back against the wall. His mouth comes crashing down on mine before I can mumble a word. His mouth feels like a desperate plea from a dying man, almost as if he’s trying to convey some hidden message. He pulls back leaving me light headed and breathless. I don’t get time to get my mind together before Aceis running his mouth down my neck and into my cleavage that is showing.

A small moan escapes my mouth and my hands grip his head as if he’s the only thing holding me up, which is partly true. Ace’s hands run up my legs slipping under the hem of my dress while his mouth makes a slow descent down my body. My body tenses for a moment when I think I hear footsteps, I’m so caught up in the heat of the moment I forgot we’re in the hallway. I hear Tara’s laugh and it’s like a bucket of ice-cold water. I push Ace away from me and glare up at him.

Then I turn on my heel and head down the hallway but before I exit the hallway Ace says, “I don’t want Tara, you know that.”

I turn back around to stare at him. “I guess it’s just you and your hand tonight then,” I tell him. As much as I want to believe Ace I just can’t, not yet.

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Ace

I had let myself get too wrapped up in Kynlee that’s why I asked Tara to come to the races with me tonight, or at least that’s what I kept telling myself. I had my doubts that Kynlee would even show up after our fight yesterday. I hadn’t meant to get so upset but I couldn’t stand the thought of Kynlee putting her health or life at risk for a set of fake breasts. It wasn’t worth it. She was beautiful enough to be a model without those.

I don’t understand Kynlee a lot of the time, she seems like the most confident girl in the world but there are these moments where she seems completely unsure. It makes me believe that maybe the confident Kynlee is just a put on. If so, we are even more alike than we had anticipated.

When I pulled up and saw Kynlee I felt my heart drop to my stomach. The look in her eyes let me know I had royally screwedup by bringing Tara. I had regretted my decision the minute I had picked her up. It felt wrong to look over and see her pale, long legs instead of Kynlee’s tanned, short ones; especially when all I kept thinking about was Kynlee’s being wrapped around my waist. Tara’s scent was too perfumed compared to Kynlee’s natural one and her red hair didn’t dance around in the breeze. Everything about Tara was just wrong, but I couldn’t fix it now. Kynlee had already seen us together. I mentally cursed myself.

I had formulated this plan while waiting on my turn to race. I was going to beg Bowie to take Tara for me while I went to find Kynlee. Bowie would have agreed but Sadie, Axell’s fiancée, informed me that Kynlee had already left. However, Sadie forgot to mention that she had left with another guy. My raging jealousy appeared as soon as I saw her sitting at the table with Enzo. When she pulled him onto the dance floor I had gripped the bottle in front of me so tightly, I was shocked it didn’t shatter.

I had shamelessly watched her on the dance floor with him and again when she passed by our table. I had watched her until I could no longer see her in the dark hallway. I got up without a word to anyone at the table and followed Kynlee. I waited beside the door until she reappeared, but she hadn’t seen me. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “What the hell are you doing?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, in that innocent sounding voice she knows drives me insane. I wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed her against the wall before caging her in with my arms. She’s inched away from me. Every time either of us inhaled we brushed against one another. She stared up at me with a very unhappy look on her face.

After watching Kynlee walk back down the hallway, Isighed heavily and rested my forehead against the wall. Damn it I hate it! I hate it so much, but I can’t stop it. I can’t stop what I feel for Kynlee even if I try. She is the one thing in my life I can’tcontrol and that scares the hell out of me. She doesn’t fall for my bullshit and when I push she pushes back. I’d give anything to be in control again but the only way to do that is to give up Kynlee…and I can’t do that. I won’t.

I walk back out to the bar, but I’m over it tonight. I walk past everyone and head straight for the door but not before I look back over my shoulder. I spot Kynlee easily sitting at her table watching me as I walk out this door. She needs to know I’m leaving alone. I may never say it but maybe she can read it in my eyes, maybe she can tell by my actions, the only one I want is…her.

Chapter 6

Kynlee

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