Come to Me Recklessly by A. L. Jackson

Author:A. L. Jackson [Jackson, A. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, New Adult
ISBN: 9780451472014
Google: SVHEoAEACAAJ
Amazon: 0451472012
Publisher: NAL
Published: 2015-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

“Oh my God,” Samantha gasped.

Blunted fingernails scraped against my chest. Disoriented, I shot up in bed in the same second Samantha scrambled off of it, ripping all her perfect warmth from me when she did.

Horror etched her face. In the muted light, wide blue eyes watched me with flat-out mortification and shame, and I jerked my attention down. Somehow I’d lost my jeans and shirt in the night. There was nothing worse than sleeping in your clothes, and I must have fumbled out of them in my sleep.

So there I sat, covered up by nothing but my underwear, trying to blink off the best sleep I’d had in years while Samantha gaped at me like she’d just realized she’d been kneeling at Satan’s seat.

“Oh my God,” she said again, tearing her eyes away from my bare chest, hands shaking as she began to search frantically for her phone in the covers.

“Samantha.” I said her name, trying to break into whatever freak-out she was having, but I didn’t make a dent.

“What did I do… what did I do?” she mumbled miserably, chanting it repeatedly like a petitioned prayer. She almost sobbed in relief when she finally found her phone. Clutching it to her chest, she darted around the bed, ducked down to grab her shoes, then broke out into a sprint as she ran from the room.

What in the ever-loving fuck?

Everything kicked into gear, and I jumped from the bed and dragged on my jeans. I didn’t take the time to bother with a shirt or shoes.

By the time I made it out into the living room, Samantha was already flying out the front door.

I raced after her, tearing the door open when she slammed it in my face.

“Samantha,” I hissed out, just barely above the dull drone of crickets, trying to get her attention without waking up the neighborhood. Terrified, she looked over her shoulder at me and increased her speed.

Barefoot, in the middle of the night, and she was running away.

You have got to be kiddin’ me.

I was right behind her, and I grabbed her elbow in an attempt to talk some sense into her. She flung my hand off, held her shoes and phone to her chest like a shield of protection.

“Stay away from me.”

“What the fuck, Samantha? You’re going to walk home in the middle of the night without any shoes on? Are you out of your mind?”

“Apparently so.”

I moved to keep up with her, hissing in pain when I stepped on something so fucking sharp I was sure it was now impaled in the bottom of my foot. Goddamn emotional women.

“Come on, Samantha. At least let me give you a ride home. It’s not safe for you to take off like this.”

“I’m not safe around you,” she shot back.

I glanced back toward my house fading in the distance, then back to Samantha, who ran down the sidewalk, ducking her head with her shoulders hunched as if it would hide her.

I swung at the air, an aimless punch, confused and frustrated and straight-up pissed off.

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