Riot by Raven Jo

Author:Raven, Jo [Raven, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, not hooking
Publisher: Jo Raven
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Paxtyn

It’s been a week since I did it. Since I had sex with Riot, and it was amazing. He felt so frigging good, on me, in me, his mouth and hands all over me. He looked so sexy as he came, and so…vulnerable at the same time. The raw need in his eyes, the sounds escaping him, the way he lost control of his body, lying heavy on top of me…

Loved it all. Loved how he held me afterward. Cuddling. On my sofa.

God, love everything about him, and it’s…

Not good. Not at all.

At least Christmas is approaching fast, and Christmas break. I need time at home to catch up on my studies. Hard to sit still and read when my thoughts keep returning to Riot.

Or to why I can’t seem to be able to make another appointment with him. I glance at my cell phone that’s sitting on my bedside table as I struggle to focus on my history of psychology. Suddenly Riot’s one busy escort. I must have called the agency twenty times since I last saw him, but it seems he’s booked every day solid. Sold out.

Holy crap. Shaking my head, trying to dislodge images of him with other women, I return to my reading. Or try to.

What wasn’t he telling me about the fight club? Did he work there? Somehow I feel the answer under his words, that little, passionate speech about the sort of people working at the club, about their background and their fears and hopes.

As if he was one of them, once.

I want—no, I need to know more about him.

Yes, I know it’s a bad idea. All this is stupid, thinking about him, wondering. Missing him.

Blinking back tears, I jump off my bed and pace my room. Have to get my head out of this funk. Doesn’t help that Corey’s currently obsessed with his tattoo guy and boyfriend number X, and is never around.

At least one of us is happy.

Selfish, Pax. Not nice. You want Corey to be happy.

I do. And I also want to see Riot. How can he be so busy? He’s not...

Nah. I stop pacing, stand stock still. He’s not avoiding me.

Why would he? I thought we had a good time, and—

With sudden clarity I remember how cold he was when he arrived at my apartment. How distant. How he wanted it over with, until I told him my plans for the night.

It can’t be...Can it? Crap, this will eat me alive, this awful doubt.

I need to ask. Will they tell me?

My heart is thumping in my throat as I grab my cell and dial the agency. The phone rings and rings, and then finally a male voice answers.

Not the usual one, though. “Good evening. Bad Boy Escorts. How may I help you?”

“Hi. Uh.” I cock my head to the side, rub the crease between my brows. “This is Paxtyn Page. Look, I called a few times, asking for an appointment with Riot. Riot Gallagher? I was told he doesn’t—”

“Would you like an appointment tonight?”

I open my mouth, close it.

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