“I don’t feel… Roux, I feel weird.”
“Weird how?”
“My head. I feel… my head feels woozy. You sound far away. Am I drunk?”
Poppy couldn’t for sure compile everything that happened after that, only she knew she didn’t feel right.
“It’s too hot,” she whined.
Not only hot.
Her skin was on fire with lust out of nowhere.
She couldn’t stop thinking about Tait’s mouth and Tait’s big hands all over her and inside her.
She needed Tait right now.
“Oh, that fucking rancid bastard,” she heard as Roux hustled her out of the booth and then outside into the blessed coldness. Snowflakes were falling and Poppy lifted her hot face to the sky. It felt incredible but she was still burning up.Needing Tait.
“You need help with her?”
“Oh, fuck you, you fucking predator. You spiked her drink, really?”
The male voice laughed as Roux propped Poppy against her Jeep door.
Roux had a matte black Jeep with a soft top; it was so cool. Poppy’s car at home was a boring Lexus.
She squinted to bring the blurry blob into focus, seeing it was the bar guy sidling up to them, he tried to grab Poppy’s arm and when she pulled back, Roux stood in front of her.
“Fuck off.”
“Ah, c’mon, baby. We can have fun, all three of us. I got the goods to please you both”
“Don’t make me throw up in my mouth, you scumfuck, what did you slip in her drink?”
“Nothing she isn’t enjoying. Look at her.” the guy cackled.
“You are so fucking dead for this,” Roux opened the door and got Poppy inside.
Poppy was just trying to stay on her own planet as her head went on spinning.
“TheSoulswill rip you apart.”
“For what? I did fuck all,bitch.”
“You want to call me a bitch right now, Dread? You really did fall out of the dumb tree and hit every branch on the way down. Just wait until my dad hears about this.”
Roux climbed in next to Poppy. “Knew the mention of my dad would get him to fuck off, little shit is scared of him.”
“Hey, feel my skin.” Poppy declared, thrusting her arm out under Roux’s face. “Am I sizzling? I feel like I’m sizzling. I said I wasn’t getting drunk again and I’m drunk again. Gonna make out with Tait, did I tell you how good he tastes?”
“Cinders, you’re not drunk, you’re drugged by that lunatic wanting to get into your pants. Let’s get you home.”
Poppy heard the words and understood them, she wasn’t so out of it that she didn’t understand what Roux was telling her. It was just her skull felt like it was on another part of the planet, where all she heard was rushing noise and heat.
So much heat between her legs and all through her body.
“Swear to Christ, seeing you horny would be funny if I didn’t want to stab that motherfucker. We’re almost there.” Roux said.