Page 102 of Lilah
"How's that knee?" Karter asks.
Wouldn't you like to know, weatherboy?
He moves to touch it. I move it away.
"I swear, you're going to get kicked in the face-hole," I warn.
I feel Grey's eyes on the side of my face. I look at him through the corner of my eye and see that he's looking at me with a little smirk on his face.
"I swear she's my favorite person," Jai gives me a wink, nudging nice-butt-guy. I'm lifted like a child by my underarms and sat on the marble kitchen counter. I look at Grey's face to give him a 'really' look but he looks unhappy.
"What's the matter?" I question quietly and he shakes his head although I see his jaw ticking.
"You need to change that, Grey," Karter nods to Grey's bandage which covers the horrific stab wound.
Karter moves forward and grabs the items we left out from me doing it for Grey last night. Grey only takes it out of his hand.
"You're not fuckin' touching me you rough fuck," he glares icily at Karter and my eyebrows raise in surprise.
"C'mere Lilah, " he walks over to me, handing me the stuff.
"And you're not supposed to be lifting-" he refers to Grey lifting me onto the counter but is cut off.
"Kiss my ass," he says to Karter who seems pretty much unfazed. It's now that I realize that even from the beginning Grey was on thenicerside to me.
"You're gentle," he speaks softly to me and I bite my lip, keeping the huge smile off my lips.
"I still hurt you though," I begin taking the bandage off.
"Not enough to make me kick your ass," he mumbles and my eyes widen as I meet his.
"Not that I would ever, " he recovers quickly, "that didn't come out right."
Karter must've gotten his butt whooped then. Speaking of that, I do see a little cut on his lip and a slight bruise on the bridge of his nose.
I change his bandage carefully and gently and as soon as I'm done, he grabs a plate and sticks it in my hands.
"Eat," he demands. I sigh unhappily at his tone.
"Please eat," he fixes it real quick and I give him a smile. He helps me off the counter and leads me to the dining room table where a few other guys sit and eat or talk.
I take a seat and before I can even dig in, my eyes find the hair of the guy in the seat closest to me.
I fall in love with his curtain style haircut and soft light brown hair. His hair reminds me of Jared Leto's on the showCamp Wilder.
"Azalea," Jai comes next to me, getting the attention of amazing-hair-guy who looks at me.
"You gonna eat that?" Jai points to the bacon on my plate. I lean forward, closer to Jared Leto's hair clone.
"I love your hair," I smile, looking up at it. I bite my lip at it. I want to play with it. I bet it's soft.
"Thank you," he leans his chin on his hand, grinning widely and I watch as a piece of hair falls over his eye.
"I love your smile," he says and I hold my heart. No one's ever told me that before.
"Thank you," I gush sincerely.
"You're a cutie," he chuckles and I hold my heart again. No one's ever told me that before either.
