101 Nights Box Set: Volume One by SE Reign

Author:SE Reign [Reign, SE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SE Reign
Published: 2014-04-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight: Natalie

I can’t get the sauce out of my hair. I’ve tried scrubbing and even using dish soap without success. The stuff hardened to the point that it’s impervious to everything.

Frustrated, I finally get out of the shower and dry off. I wrap the towel around me and pause in front of the large mirror, staring at my hair in dismay.

“I’m gonna have to cut it,” I mutter, picking at it. My hair is halfway down my back.

I know Elijah likes it. He’s said as much.

“Omigod, Natty! One halfway decent night and you care what that man thinks?” I yell at my reflection.

Last night was amazing in every way. I saw a side of him I didn’t think existed. While I’d never say he’s nice or normal or gentle, he’d been a lot more human than before. He tried to make small talk because I asked him to, held me as if he wanted more than a body to fuck, almost seemed interested in me.

Fucked me like he permanently owned me.

“Oh, my.” I fan myself, fevered by the memories. “He keeps getting better and better in bed.”

The fact our physical chemistry is moving into something deeper, though …

“No.” I sigh. “Business deal, Natty. Just because last night was amazing …” My god. What would it be like to spend a lifetime with a man like this who can sweep me away with one look?

What if he does have a good side? What if I saw it last night, and that’s what bothers me the most – that I’m right about there being something inside him that’s not cold or heartless or constantly calculating how he can use everyone around him for his own means?

What if he’s the way he is because of the black history he’s hinted at? What if the man and the goodness inside him are buried deep, deep within him – but still present? Is he capable of reaching it, or is it too far gone?

Am I capable of finding that part of him?

“Dangerous road, Natty,” I whisper to the pretty girl in the mirror. “One good night does not make a functional relationship.”

Yet it’s more than my hormones tugging me in his direction. He somehow put a chip in my walls, threw an anchor over the top that I can’t dislodge. I spent my life helping people who needed it. What kind of person would I be if I walked away from the one man who probably needs it most?

“A sane person!” I insist, talking to myself in the mirror.

I rummage through the drawers until I find a pair of scissors. As I lift them to cut away my destroyed hair, I stop.

You do nothing to your body that I don’t approve of.

I debate for a moment, recalling his words too well. He owns me. I belong to him, whether or not I want to.

You are my master. I said those words last night, over and over. For a moment, I’m lost in the memories

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