Page 14 of Ghost
“How long are we going to play this game?”Ghost asks, leaning against my car.Unfortunately for me, he looks sexy as hell in a tight black T-shirt under his leather cut and dark jeans.
It’s been a few months since the party at the clubhouse, and I still haven’t forgiven him.Daisy’s words have played in my head on repeat, like a nightmare I can’t escape.Maybe because deep inside, she might be right.
I’m a virgin.
I had to Google what knife play was because I didn’t fucking know.And yes, I write romance, but I don’t write dark romance.I write cute love stories with bad boys.I write dirty sex, even though I don’t have firsthand experience on the matter.
The coach doesn’t always play, right?
But none of those scenes have ever included a knife.
Am I missing some untapped market?
“I don’t know, how long are you going to keep following me?”I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.I’ve seen him across the road from my school and my house.He’s not hiding that he’s here because I do not doubt that if he didn’t want me to see him, I wouldn’t.
“Until I take my last breath,” he says softly, running his inked hand over his recently shaved head.
Why does he have to say sweet things like that when I’m trying to forget him?“I can’t move on with my life when I have to see you all the time.”
“That’s why I’m not going anywhere,” he replies, leaning forward to tuck my hair back behind my ear.“I don’t want anyone other than you, Xanthe.I haven’t fucked anyone since I first laid eyes on you.”
Ahh.I choose not to engage in the good-old-head-doesn’t-count argument and unlock my car door.
Ghost quickly opens it for me, leaning over me to buckle my seat belt.He smells so fucking good that I want to bury my face in his neck, and I keep myself still to stop myself.
He kisses my lips gently before he moves away.“You don’t get to give me sunshine and then try to take it away from me.”
“You did that yourself by hooking up with Daisy.”
“I didn’t?—”
“Don’t even try to deny it, Ghost.I saw you.You were doing up your button, and she had lipstick all over her face.I know that being in the club, you have plenty of options.Like an idiot, I just thought we had something good to explore.”
“I want you, Xanthe, only you.I haven’t even looked at another woman.I’m here every chance I can get away from the clubhouse, checking on you.Just wanting to catch a glimpse of you,” he growls, his throat working as he swallows.“I know what you saw, but it wasn’t what it looked like.”
“It looked like you couldn’t be bothered waiting for me, so you got what you wanted from a club girl.”
And one who is a bitch at that.
“I know I’m not as experienced as the women you’re usually with…” I pause and admit, “Or experienced at all, but I was saving myself to be with my soul mate.Stupid, I know, but for a second there, I thought that was you.”
His brow furrows, his eyes flickering with surprise.“You’ve never?—”
“No.Now, please let me go because I’m late for my book club,” I say, and he takes a few moments before he closes the door, still looking taken aback by my announcement.
Yeah, I’m a virgin.
Now he’ll probably leave me alone.
Who wants someone who is a virgin at twenty-four?
Anyway, I have to get home and write sex scenes because I’m ovulating.
And being around him isn’t helping.
“We’re going to talk about this,” he murmurs, stepping back as I start my car and drive off.
No, Ghost.
