Eva's POV
He's…he's kissing me!
Oh my god he's kissing me and his lips are so soft! Better than I imagined!
I was right. He's a good kisser! I don't know what to do with my lips right now!
I should do something…push him back?! Pull him closer?! Oh my god am I dreaming! This has to be a dream right, there's no way I'd—
"Hngh…"
What was that?!
Was that me? I made that sound? Impossible! That's not true. I've never felt enough from a kiss to sound like a–
My back touched something hard and solid and cold. Tha car? When did I…
Alexander Reed is kissing me!
And I like it!
Oh God I like it so much!
He dwarfed me, his body covering mine completely. I felt so small…yet safe. God he smells so good!
I made that noise again. And again.
His hands, his big and strong hands, gripped my hips. I felt it, the restrained power in his fingertips, he could crush me and I would thank him for it.
"Wait!" I gasped, pushing him hard. My chest rose and fell, my breaths coming out hard and fast and too damn strong. "I…I can't do this…"
"Eva," his deep voice settled in my soul, and honestly he wasn't helping how light headed and horny I felt.
"I…we can't kiss." I finally looked up at him. "We can't kiss, Alex. During this…whatever this…" fuck, I can't stop looking at this mouth. Focus, Eva! "We can't kiss. Never. Absolutely not."
"Why?"
Because I know myself.
I know what I just felt from this kiss. I knew instantly that I had no qualms with him ripping my scrubs off and taking me right here, on the side of the road, out for all to see. Because I don't even know him and I've fucked him in my head!
Who does that?!
"Because I said so." I replied, biting my inner cheek.
He frowned. Then he said; "okay. No kissing."
He just accepted? Like that? If it was Ethan he'd have whined and stomped until he got what he wanted.
Right. Alex isn't Ethan.
When the fuck did I start calling him Alex? Eva, please.
He stepped back, not before his eyes darted to my lips. "I find you attractive, Eva. I hope I proved it,"
Oh.
Oh he's a man of action! Ethan could never!
"I…I guess so. You did, yeah of course. That was a really good kiss! One that won't ever repeat itself again!"
Mostly because this is gonna last all of six days. And also because…well…I said so.
"Let's go, my feet are killing me."
***
I don't remember going to sleep. It's when my eyes open to a strange environment I realize I fell asleep.
Groggy and rubbing my eyes, I sat up.
Looking around, I did a quick assessment of myself. I'm still in my scrubs, my entire body hurts like I've been pummeled with a hundred large hammers. And I'm in a luxurious room, the kind of which I've only seen in those crazy rich billionaire movies. The bed under my butt feels like silky clouds.
Heh. Did I die and wake up as a rich heiress or something?
I did a quick stretch, groaning as the muscles of my shoulder popped. Oh that's right, I'm still suspended. I guess I should just go back to sleep.
A sound came from somewhere in the room. I paused. It that a shower? Am I here with someone?
The shower cut off. My breath caught in my throat as I watched, my heart picking up in anticipation.
Ethan? Did he somehow find me and—
A man stepped out, a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist and hanging dangerously low.
Alex!
"You're up," he said, running a small towel through his wet hair.
Water droplets roll down his hair and streak to his face. I did my best to avoid my gaze wandering but damn…I'm not very strong! His upper body is shimmering with water, covered in tattoos, with abs cut clean. Ethan had abs but it wasn't nearly as defined as this.
My mouth watered and I swallowed.
"Hi," my voice came out as a squeak. "Did I…did we?"
"Have sex?"
I blanched like a piece of spinach in hot water. "You're very direct." I said with an uncomfortable laugh.
The corner of his mouth tipped up. It was nowhere close to a smile, but it was enough for me to know that he was toying with me.
Then he walked over to the bed.
My heart pounded. I looked up at him, my fingers curling into the sheets as I craned my neck up to him. His scent curled around me, clean and something dangerous underneath it. And that towel…my eyes darted to it quickly and my mouth went dry.
I can see the outline of his…
Cool fingers hooked under my chin and pulled my head up. My cheeks burned a brilliant red.
"How are you feeling?"
I swallowed. I'm feeling very horny right now, thanks for asking.
Fuck. We kissed last night!
The red in my cheeks deepened and I grabbed his hand.
"I…I'm fine. Your nose, did it bleed again?"
His thumb rubbed over my chin, a soft, slow circle. "I'm fine." His touch moved to my lips, pressing into my lower lip and pulling it down, watching it pop back into position. "Do you have any plans for today?"
A ding rang out through the air.
"Hey Alex! Do you prefer the lemon pie or the strawberry cream pie? I had a hard time choosing—oh my, am I interrupting something?"
I gasped, panic filling my chest as I heard the cheerful male voice. I pushed Alex off, but he only pulled his hand back and didn't move. I turned to the door and there he was. A tall, handsome man with soft blond hair and dark eyes. He looked at me, then Alex, then between us, and he shook his head.
"You must be Eva Wilson," he said with a charming smile as he dropped the shopping bags in his arms and walked over to me. "My name is Pariston, I'm this man's best friend. I've heard a lot about you. It's finally an honor to meet you."
I stared at his outstretched hand, then slowly shook it. "Hello Pariston," I whispered.
"Did you get it?" Alex asked, annoyance in his tone.
Pariston laughed. "I did!" He pivoted to Alex and put an arm over his shoulder. "So this is what you were doing last night?"
Oh my goodness. I think I'll just make myself scarce now.
I crept out of the bed, slowly, while Pariston continued to drill Alex on his missions last night. I could tell they had a good bond, maybe later I'll ask Pariston a bit more about Alex.
What the fuck am I even thinking about right now?
"Eva," Alex's voice stopped me as I edged off the bed. "Where are you going?"
I glanced at Pariston, who winked at me. Then at Alex, who looked completely calm. "I um…I need to run a few errands…"
"You can stay here, take a shower and I'll take you to breakfast."
I contemplated the idea. But hold on, where do I plan on going right now? Home? Back to Ethan after all the shit he pulled and said yesterday? Fuck, I'd almost forgotten about Emilia.
"Okay," I agreed with a forced smile.
It's not gonna hurt to stay a little while longer. And while I'm at it, we can talk things out.
Especially last night.
And Ethan's devilish countdown to my doom.