Page 53 of Tempt Me
Rue
Beyond pissed off with Isaac's back and forth, blowing hot and cold bullshit, I've had enough. He can go to hell and take his ginormous cock with him.
On second thoughts...he can leave that here, so he arrives in hell cockless while I hold his dick in my hand.
Ahh! He is driving me crazy.
But one thing is for sure, this is over. I'm not giving in to him again.
"Take me home," I mutter, sorting my clothes out so I can leave this apartment and head back down to the car.
"Of course," he says gruffly, his voice full of an emotion that he won't even admit to. Okay, he did just admit that he loves me, but the 'but' was enough for me to know we will be going around in circles for eternity if I allow it.
I'm done.
He was a distraction that made me lose my focus on what was really important.
Solitaire.
My standing within the Secret Society is being elevated. By rights, according to my dad, I should now have more power than I ever dreamed of. Sector head. Sure, he still has to give me the promotion, but marrying Antonio, whether he is dead or not, should give me that. I did what he wanted, and Antonio’s death got in the way of whatIexpected to come from that union.
Storming out of the apartment, with Isaac hot on my heels, we head silently down the stairs to the outside, where the car is still waiting with my other two security assholes waiting inside.
"Are you okay?" Jez breathes heavily next to me as I climb into the car and slam the door.
"Fine," I grit out, even more annoyed at their presence. I swear they all treat me like I'm some rare breed they need to take care of. It's not offensive in itself, but it is annoying as fuck on days like today when I could do with being alone.
"Just drive," I mutter as Isaac squashes his massive frame into the driver's seat and sets off.
He wants me; I want him—there's no denying how we feel about each other. But having Isaac in my life will only mean disastrous times for us both. I see that now.
What I need is time to think about everything that happened today, to rationalize what my feelings are, and to get past my feelings for him.
I am forbidden.
So is he.
He won't admit it, but he isn't just shit scared of my parents. He is shit scared of caring about someone in case he gets hurt.
He has seen how I am—in bed, in business, and in the family unit. It's not in his nature to care like that for someone else. Somewhere down the line in his past, he closed off, and that was that.
Without the constraints he has placed very firmly around us, it's safe to say we would both be off fucking our brains out right now.
What I need isn't to change who Isaac is—I love him as he is. I just can't be with him when he doesn't know what he wants. He will think of any reason not to let anyone close into his life, not even to me.
"Fuck." Tears spring to my eyes, but I hold them as I turn my head to glare out of the side window.
As the scenery flashes by as Isaac races back towards Coe Bay, I wonder why we even came up here in the first place. Seeing Serena only messed with my head. Not that I blame her. She was being her usually supportive self.
Maybe I'm taking Antonio's death at my feet too lightly. Should I be more upset? He was an asshole creep, but apart from grabbing me too tightly and issuing out what I can see now were empty threats, what did he really do to me? Did he deserve to be shot in the head?
Blinking rapidly as these strange thoughts swim around my head, I clench my jaw. Now even my ruthless side is getting confused and soft.
Being in love is changing me, and it's a big, fat nope on that front. Fuck off. I'm not having it.
Folding my arms and sliding further down the seat, I close my eyes behind my dark sunglasses and pray that I can find solace in slumber for the rest of the drive back.
A hand on my shoulder startles me out of a dreamless sleep. "We're home," Jez says quietly.
