Page 254 of Satan's Spawn
“My hero, thank you.” I roll my eyes.
“Rebecca…” He warns.
“Crayton…” I mock him.
“You’re acting like a brat.”
I let out an exaggerated laugh. “And you’re acting like a dick. A big fat secretive dick.”
“We can do this tit-for-tat all night, or we can go back to my dorm room and fuck out our frustration.”
Marching over to him, I stab a finger to his chest. “No. Sex will not fix this. Alexis threatened to have me killed, and as usual your first response is to go all vigilante.”
“You don’t know how she works. The bitch didn’t take my knife for no reason. She’s always got a plan in play.”
“So you spent all of last weekend failing at breaking into her father’s mansion.”
“That shit is a fortress, Little Ghost. I had to stake it out all night to find a way in. I’m good, but not that good. And was willing to die trying.”
“There it is.” I slap my palms against his chest in a fruitless attempt to push him. “Only thinking about yourself.” I cross my arms with a huff. “So, what happens to me when you manage to get yourself caught…or worse…killed?”
“I didn’t put much thought into—”
“Exactly. Like I said…a big fat fucking dick.”
“A big fat fucking dick who wants to make sure you’re protected. If you haven’t realized yet, it’s a dog-eat-dog world in Riverside. If I come off weak, the rabid ones will strike. And you’re the first person they’ll try to bite.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Of course I fucking do.”
“How?”
“Because youaremy fucking weakness, Rebecca.”
My heart swells with the declaration, which is exactly why I need to stick to my guns. So, when Crayton reaches for me I step back, refusing to allow him to swoon me with more romantic words and promises.
This is bigger than sex. Bigger than ego. I’ve altered my entire life, my future plans for this man.
Even if he doesn’t know it yet.
I have secrets too, yes, but nowhere as selfish or rash as his. In fact, mine are the complete opposite.
And filled with thoughts of him.
“What the fuck do you want me to say, Little Ghost, that I’m wrong?”
“That would be a solid start.”
Crayton runs a frantic hand over his buzzed hair. “I’m sorry I left you in the dark, alright? I should’ve told you about my knife, Alexis showing up trying to fuck me, and her threats on you.” He curses under his breath. “I’m just not used to this relationship shit, it doesn’t come natural for me to think about someone else’s feelings besides my own.”
His words are honest—which I appreciate—but they also deeply hurt. Especially since nowhere in that apology did he mention trying to change.
“I won’t accept this behavior.”
Defeat washes over his gorgeous face. “I get it. But I am who I am.”
Well so am I…infatuation had me putting up with a lot of his narcissistic crap the past few months, but I will not tolerate it as we try to build a semi-normal relationship.
