Breaking Faith (The JackholeS Book 1) by Joy Eileen

Author:Joy Eileen [Eileen, Joy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

My alarm went off, pulling me out of a very vivid dream starring Kill. Blushing, I looked around, paranoid someone would to bust into my room and accuse me of having a sex dream about my confusing roommate/friend.

In the living room, Kill waited for me. His hair stuck up artfully around his head, and I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers through it, tugging on it while making his lips align with mine.

He raised an eyebrow at me as I blushed.

“Morning, Killer. How do you always end up awake before me?”

“I can’t give away all of my secrets, Slick,” he said with amusement in his voice.

My vagina bartered with me to let her maul him. I chanted Bambi’s name over and over again to get her to calm down.

“You need to eat more," he said eyeing the apple I was eating.

“I eat enough. I don’t like a lot of stuff in my stomach when I run,” I responded defensively.

“I get that, but then you don’t eat when we get home, and when you make us dinner, you barely eat.” His voice became agitated.

“Relax, Killer, I'm a girl. We don’t eat as much. I eat enough; I just can’t handle manly portions, making it look like I don’t eat.”

Proud of my excuse, I hoped he bought it. I didn't want to admit my breakfast not only consisted of the apple I munched on but also a handful of Tums. He shook his head not letting it go.

“I understand you're a girl; that fact has never been questioned. I also know you are full of shit, and if you don’t start eating more, I will hold you down and force feed you.”

He leaned toward me, his eyes shimmering with challenge. Anger simmered through my veins, needing to protect my secret.

“I don’t need you mothering me. I've been taking care of myself for a long time. You're right, I could probably eat more, but my body's adjusting to my new schedule, so my appetite isn’t what it normally is. Back off,” I finished, leaning toward him also, accepting his challenge.

“Don’t push me, Slick,” he replied, anger coloring his voice.

Instead of making me back down it made me want to get in his beautiful face and vent all of my pent-up frustration.

“Don’t bully me, Killer,” I responded, my eyes narrowed as I shot venom through them.

The anger on his face vanished, replaced with hurt. I should have felt victorious, but instead I felt like a bitch for lumping him into the group of guys who used their physical dominance to get their way.

“I’m sorry. I'm just sensitive when people tell me what to do. I'll try to eat more, can we go run now?” I pleaded, wanting to run off the anger I wasn’t able to expel.

He smiled his half-smile, but it didn’t light up his face like it normal.

“Come on.” He got up and cleaned his glass out, sticking it in the dishwasher. Noticing it was full, I walked over and started it.

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