Forbidden by Alana Sapphire

Author:Alana Sapphire [Sapphire, Alana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alana Sapphire
Published: 2015-05-26T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

***Raven***

He turns his head toward me as I approach, and then does a double-take. His eyes widen and travel down the length of my body slowly.

“Fuck. Me.”

I giggle as I stand before him. It’s good to know that I can affect him, too. “No, thank you.”

“No, thank you?”

He rises from the couch and steps forward until my breasts are touching his chest. And the tables have turned. Every time this man comes near me, it’s like I become an asthmatic.

“A more appropriate response would be ‘not yet’.”

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know I should step back, but my body only wants to go in one direction – forward. I peek up at him and he leans in. His lips are so close to mine, I can almost taste them. Just when I think he’s going to kiss me, he moves to the side and places a soft kiss on my cheek. Disappointed doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel.

“Let’s go.”

Taking my hand, he leads me to the front door. He reaches for the doorknob and turns back to me with a frown.

“What?”

“Wear this. It’ll be better for my sanity, and your safety.”

He removes his hoodie and places it around my shoulders. I shove my hands into the sleeves, zip it up, and flip the hood. Good for me, too. Maybe no one will recognize me. I take a deep breath and his scent fills my nostrils. It’s all over the jacket. It surrounds me, closing me in like a cocoon. I wish I could bottle it and keep it under my pillow; that way, I could smell him whenever I wanted to.

“You okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. I just…really like your cologne.”

“Thanks.”

I lock the door behind us and he takes my hand as we walk down the driveway. His hand is big and warm, and I can’t help the fact that I like the way mine feels in his. I lace my fingers through his and he gives them a little squeeze.

“Where’s your bike?”

“No bike tonight. My car is parked down the street.”

I look ahead and the only car I see is a black Mustang GT with red trim. “That’s yours? The Mustang?”

“Yeah.”

“That is one sexy car.”

“You think so? Watch this.”

The car starts up and Avenged Sevenfold’s “Hail to the King” breaks the silence of the night.

“I love A7X,” I tell him.

“Yeah? Me, too.”

“M. Shadows is hot.”

“Is that the only reason you like them?” he asks with a chuckle.

“No. Their music’s great.”

“Ever been to one of their concerts?”

“Nope.”

“Maybe I’ll take you sometime.”

Yeah, not happening. I get a better view of the car now that the headlights are on and so are the red neon underbody lights. I release his hand approach the vehicle, running my fingers across the custom paint job as I walk around it. In fact, everything about it is custom – black on black with red trim, even the rims. On the hood, there’s a decal of the Grim Reaper with red eyes, scythe raised, ready to strike.

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