How to Fall in Love by Bella Jewel

Author:Bella Jewel [Jewel, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Anthologies, Contemporary, Collections & Anthologies, Flawed Heart, Romance, Flawed Love, Wingman, Number Thirteen, Bella Jewel
Amazon: B017SAGH7E
Published: 2015-11-09T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Bang, bang, bang.

I groan and sink deeper into my warm bath.

Bang, bang, bang.

Not getting out.

I hear the sound of keys rattling and then my door slams. Reign. He’s the only one who has a key to my house. I gave it to him when he gave me one to his. It only seemed fair. We spend a great deal of time together, and we’re forever coming and going at strange hours.

I hear footsteps pound through the hall, before the door to the bathroom opens and he steps inside, wearing a pair of dark-denim jeans and a tight, black T-shirt.

“Still sulking?” he asks, shutting the door behind him.

I stare up at his face, but say nothing; I simply fluff the bubbles around me and ignore him. He walks over and sits down on the side of the tub. “You want me to say sorry?”

“No, because you don’t mean it.”

He nods, pursing those perfect lips a little. “No, but I’m trying to be nice.”

I snort. “Are you always such an ass? I could have been raped or . . . I don’t know . . . chopped into thousands of pieces.”

“You watch too many horror flicks.”

I give him a sarcastic look. “One phone call, Reign.”

“Yeah.” He sighs. “I know. I fucked up.”

“How’d it go, anyway?” I ask

He shrugs. “Awkward, but we talked.”

“And . . .”

“And there’s nothing else to say. Shit doesn’t get fixed that easily, Tiani.”

“Okay,” I say, sinking down further into the water. “Now, can you go away? I’m relaxing.”

“You fuck Xander?”

“Should I have fucked Xander?” I ask, staring up at him.

His golden eyes pin me and I feel my skin prickle. “No.”

“Why? Does he have a small penis? You can tell me.”

His lips quirk. “No, he’s just an asshole.”

“Aren’t all men?” I sigh, closing my eyes.

“No, babe, they’re not.”

“We’ll see. Now . . . are you leaving?”

He shakes his head, running his hand over his delectable abs. “I’m hungry, are you hungry?”

“No, I’m tired.”

“I’ll order a pizza.”

“Reign!”

He stands, running his hand through his messy hair. “Pepperoni?”

“It won’t matter. I’ll be asleep.”

“I’m sleeping with you. I can’t be fucked driving.”

“No you’re not,” I protest. “You kick.”

“You snore, we’re even.”

I sigh. “You have your own bed. Your own home. Your own pizza.”

He walks out, not acknowledging me. Reign and I have a strange kind of relationship: it’s as though we’re a married couple, only we’re not. We’re just friends, working partners, and two people who just seem to fit.

The way we get along, it’s almost an insult to fate for us not to fuck.

I get out of the bath after another fifteen minutes, and pull on a pair of sweats and a Cubs shirt, before walking into my room. Reign is on the bed, shirtless, flicking through my channels. As I said, an insult to fate. He’s got a pizza box on the bedside table. I walk over, flopping onto the mattress.

“Didn’t your parents teach you not to eat in bed?” I murmur, fluffing some pillows behind me.

“No.”

I roll my eyes as he hands me a slice of pizza.

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