Page 43 of Hush (Fighting Fate)

Fuck, if I could stop this and walk away I was a fucking saint.

“Please, Mitch.”

Thank fuck she added that, because it was the only thing that was going to be able to stop me. Reaching up, I grabbed her by the wrists and drew them between us. She didn’t stop though. She was too far gone. Managing to push herself forward, she kissed my neck, her hot breath sending shivers of pleasure over my skin.

“Kaeli, stop.” My voice still sounded unconvincing.

“No.”

Her straight refusal stumped me. How the hell was I supposed to stop someone who clearly didn’t want to stop, when I didn’t really want them stop either?

I searched my head for something that would help me, but all I came up with was every time I’d seen her. Every time I’d tasted her. Damn it! That was so not fucking helping.

The image of Pock holding her down on his bed came to mind, and a flash of anger shot through me. Thank fuck. It was just what I needed.

Taking both her wrists in one hand, I held them firmly between our chests, then I cupped my free hand over her mouth, effectively keeping her from kissing me. Her body still writhed against me though, so I pushed up hard ag

ainst her, forcing my thigh between her legs to keep her still.

Gazing down at her, I watched her glazed eyes slowly widen. “We have to stop, Kaeli,” I said. I used a low voice, with a hint of authority in it.

Her eyes flickered with confusion and she moved her mouth like she wanted to say something, but then her gaze moved to something over my shoulder.

“Mitch.”

I stilled at the sound of Davo’s voice, quickly assessing the situation. I had Kaeli pinned in what I hoped looked like an aggressive way. Enough that I hoped Davo would think I was trying to force something, and not that I was trying to actually stop something.

I looked over my shoulder and gave him a death glare. His gaze flashed to Kaeli and I saw the recognition hit. He smirked. “Sorry, man. TJ’s got a lead. He wants us at The Cross in ten.”

I pressed my lips together tight to show him I wasn’t happy.

His eyebrow quirked. “I’ll meet you out front in five.”

I watched him turn and disappear through the crowd before turning back to face Kaeli. It surprised me a little to see my hand still clamped over her mouth. With the sexual tension gone, it looked wrong. Slowly, I relaxed my hold on her, her wrists sliding out of my hold. She didn’t pull away from me though, she just licked her lips while she watched me.

Before I could change my mind, I stepped back. “I have to go.” The emotion in my voice shocked me. I had to get out of there.

Spinning on my heel, I didn’t wait for her to answer. On my way out the door, I looked back to see Leah watching me with narrowed eyes. I wondered how much she saw.

Chapter 33

Kaeli

I woke thinking I’d heard something breaking. Sitting up, I tried to shake off the drowsiness and listen out for anything unusual, but was only met with silence. Taking a slow, deep breath, I released it in a huff. Maybe it’d been in my dream.

Falling back on my pillow, my mind wandered back to my encounter with Mitch at the club. I’d been breathless when I’d watched Mitch walk away. I had no idea what had happened. It’d actually frightened me a little to think how out of control I’d become during our little make out session, but that was completely overshadowed by how exhilarated I’d felt.

I couldn’t understand it. What that boy did to me was insane. How did he make me so completely abandoned like that? Whenever I was face to face with him, I forgot everything except the way he made me feel.

In some ways I knew it was doing me a favor, because I really did need to forget some of the shit I was being dragged into, but just like the aftermath of the kiss we’d shared earlier that evening, all my common sense seemed to come back to me, and I just felt stupid and naïve for letting him in.

I sighed, ready to push it all out of my mind and get back to sleep, but a muffled thump brought my attention right back to the present. It was quickly followed by a whimper. My heart immediately jumped into a full out sprint and I felt the blood drain from my face.

Ken’s low voice faintly reached my ears. I could barely hear it, but it was enough for me to interpret the malice in his tone.

Anger boiled up inside me. We’d made a deal. I was willingly walking into the house of freaking horror in return for my mother’s safety. Fuck him!

Scrambling out of bed, I threw open the door and raced towards the sound downstairs. Flying down as fast as I could, I rounded the bend and jerked myself to a halt. I couldn’t hold back the gasp my body released at the sight of Mom’s crumpled body at the base of the stairs, surrounded by a sea of broken glass.

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