Page 50 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
No reply. Frowning, I ignored it, dropping onto my stomach on the bed and began to type my text. Hey babe-
Another knock. What the hell?
“Yeah?”
Another knock. What the actual fuck!
I jumped off the bed, yanking the door open, my eyes blazing as I stared at a very muscular chest. My eyes shot up to see Liam standing there, a cocky smirk on his face.
“Can I help you?” I asked extremely sweetly.
“Actually, yeah.” I frowned, trying to ignore how good he smelt.
“Well, I don’t want to help you. First of all, when I said ‘yeah,’ it meant answer. You made me get up,” I growled. He smirked.
“If you’re angry about getting up, I can carry you back to the bed,” he suggested, his gaze dipping to my breasts.
My heart thundered, but before I could even reply, he rubbed the back of his neck, making my attention fall to the tattoo that peeked out of his shirt. I wonder what tattoo he had...
“I actually came to ask if we could actually talk, and I don’t mean the shit that we just talked about,” he said. I looked up at him. Just a small, light conversation. Even though I wanted that…
“Sounds good, but only if you have something to bribe me with,” I said, crossing my arm.
“Apart from my sexy good looks? Isn’t that enough?”
“Since when have you gotten so cocky?”
“Time changes a person, Bite-size. Come to my room in ten, I’ll have something to bribe you with.”
“Why your room?” I asked suspiciously. He cocked his right brow. The urge to touch the scar was tempting, but I didn’t.Tonight I’ll ask him how he got that.
“My room because you were okay to sleep over at Damon’s.” I rolled my eyes,
“Seriously, that again?”
“Yeah, and I don’t care if it sounds pathetic or petty as fuck. I want you in my room in ten minutes, and that’s an order,” he said as his eyes glinted. Although I knew he said just to talk, my stomach knotted under those burning cerulean eyes of his. One day, regardless of everything, I hoped the three of us could actually have fun and hang together like old times.
Well, I disobeyed him and took twenty minutes since I decided to shower and change into something a little less body-shaping. I pulled on some tan-coloured leggings, a sports bra, and an oversized, tan, off-shoulder top.There, now I look like a Raven Potato. This is good; no intense stares from guys trying to look at my smaller potatoes…I cupped my boobies. Yes, they were small, yet they were nice and rounded. They weren’t flat either. Maybe they weren’t anything like Aunty Red’s or Kiara’s, but they would do. My little cutesy boobies...
I quickly applied some moisturiser to my face and left my wet hair open, making my way out of my room. I locked my door behind me and knocked on Liam’s. He didn’t answer, so I tried the handle.
It opened, and I stepped inside, instantly hit by Liam’s seductive scent of roasted walnuts, honey, and that intoxicating underlying note mixed with expensive cologne and leather. Trying not to focus on the fact that I was in Liam’s room, I looked around. It was completely dark, save for the red LED light that ran along the black TV stand. A huge 65-inch TV stood upon it. The curtains were drawn next to a huge king-sized bed covered in black sheets. The cushions were a dark red, and the floor was covered in black carpet. A drinks bar stood to one side, a fridge stood in the corner near the desk, and he had a two-seater near the window with a small table before it. From the open door on the other side, I could see he had his own en-suite dressing room and bathroom. I was tempted to go have a peek in the fridge as I was sure it would be full of snacks and drinks, but I kept my nosy ass in one place.
There were other touches of red in the room, from the lampshade to the abstract art on the wall. The walls themselves were a pale shade of grey. Just then, the light came on, and I saw Liam standing there with a tray of snacks.
“Did you just get here?” He asked.
“Ten minutes ago,” I lied smoothly. He didn’t look convinced but didn’t push it.
He shut the door with his foot, locking it and making my heart race. Did I just agree to enter the wolf’s lair, especially when I knew he was rather unpredictable? He placed the tray down next to the bed and walked over to me. I backed away, and he simply smirked.
“I won’t bite,” he said, his gaze dipping to my neck. “For now…” His words sent a shiver down my spine. I swallowed as I watched him walk to his bed and sit down, crossing his legs at the ankle as he leaned against the headboard. “So, will you just stand there all night? Are you scared of what might happen, or is it that you just don’t trust yourself?”
“Oh, please, I am not that easy.”
“I never said you were,” he said, leaning over and taking a chocolate bar from the tray. My gaze instantly fell on those delicious arms of his. “Want one?”
I pouted, narrowing my eyes as I watched him bite into the chocolate, his eyes locked on me. Fuck, how could a guy look so sexy eating chocolate? That familiar ache settled in my core. I swallowed, looking away.
