Our Muted Recklessness (Muted Hopelessness Book 2) by Love Belvin

Author:Love Belvin [Belvin, Love]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950014095
Publisher: MKT Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-07-30T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

-THEN-

Brick was at the door. Head tossed back, eyes in tiny slits, he was laughing at me. It wasn’t my first time seeing him in the hotel suite. The first time was when I was sure Tori had nodded off, I’d gotten up to turn out the lights and stereo, and kill the candles. He was leaning against a wall between the kitchen and living room with one foot hiked behind him, snickering. It was eerie, but not mean-spirited of him, I felt. His humor came at my expense, I just didn’t know why. But this time, his laughter was at a volume that knocked me out of my sleep. The shit fucked me up this time.

I reached for her before opening my eyes. My arm extended farther in search of her warmth. When I felt none of it, my heavy eyes burst open, and my already accelerated heart rate spiked. My head whipped across the room. Nothing. Just the sun coming up from the sky view window in the living room across the way.

Oh, shit…

My torso swung into the air and I glanced over to the bathroom door. The crack beneath the door was pitch black without an inch of movement. Still, I hopped from the bed, taking wide strides over there with my dick flopping in the air and pushed the door open. A strange visual of her being curled up, scared, in the tub played in my head. Did I hurt her last night? Did it conjure past traumas?

“Fuck!” I grumbled, lunging out into the suite.

The whole damn place was empty. Tori was gone. This was fucked up. It was what I got for listening to her.

“You can’t. You’re not capable of hurting me even if you tried to. Like ever. You’re a big guy—everywhere! Just do it. Do it like you claim you wanted to, to the girl who’d just knocked a bitch out. I want this. I want you to do this. You asked and gave me a gazillion outs. Let’s get it done!”

That shit fucked me up and had my dick throbbing so fucking hard for a release, it hurt. Why did I slip up like that? With my hands on my hips, I paced. Who do I call? Her mother was too damn far away. I couldn’t call Trisha Gaskin. Fuck no! She’d skew my ass for laying a finger on Tori, and would turn this around to make me some damn predator to A.D. Jones. But I had to call someone. I had to find this girl.

I trekked back to the bedroom for my phone. That was when I found a BBM Tori left me close to two hours ago, saying she was headed to the hotel’s gym.

Gym?

My heart continued to pound and palms misted as I tossed on my pajama pants and a t-shirt. I grabbed my phone and a key to the suite and jetted out of the door. Fuck the elevator, I made a beeline to the exit door.

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