Page 118 of Claim Me
When I told Blue, he ordered me never to do that again.
My feelings seem unwanted.
That realization is heavy, even though I want to believe it’s not entirely my fault, that the men I fall for, Marcel and now Blue, have their own reasons for not wanting me.
Or maybe I’m lying to myself. Maybe the problem is me.
Because I’m a bit of a weirdo, a creep.
It pushes them away.
I’m indecisive, full of insecurities that keep surfacing. I’m not steady, and they probably see me as a poor partner, definitely not someone they could rely on, especially not men like them, with strong spines and strong personalities.
I lie on my back on the surface of the water, staring up at the stars above the city.
I stay like that for a long time, finally finding some kind of peace.
Whatever happens… I hope I survive it. If Fate has anything to say, it will guide me where I’m supposed to go.
Sighing, I swim to the edge. The moment I pull myself out of the pool, I hear footsteps.
I lift my gaze.
Blue.
Dressed in a thin tank top and white boxers, he stands a few feet from the pool. The wind moving over the skyscrapershifts the fabric against his chest, brushing over the small, pointed peaks of his nipples.
I straighten slowly, and only then do I remember I’m completely naked. Blue’s eyes drop to my exposed groin.
"Sorry," I say, though not covering myself. "Didn’t think you’d come out here at two in the morning. I would’ve put something on."
Blue doesn’t say anything.
His gaze lifts from my groin to my face, but I can’t read his expression. I can’t understand his energy. But why?
Maybe because it’sso differentfrom what he usually gives off.
What is going on?
I stare at him. His cheeks are flushed, his eyes wide, his lips slightly parted. I slip into that thought again: what if I walked over, pulled him close, kissed him… and regained what was taken from me at the gala?
The fireworks created a perfect moment for a kiss, and I still haven’t forgiven the mayor for destroying it.
But I can’t kiss him. I’d lose him completely, and that terrifies me. And unfortunately, I can feel myself getting hard. Fast.
His body’s fragrance hits me strongly. It’s a mix of mint cake and a eucalyptus tone. I still don’t know if it’s some residual Allure scent he has or just cosmetics.
But my dick does not care…
No, no.
Blue’ll notice for sure!
I squeeze my eyes shut, cutting myself off from the strange, unexpected energy hanging in the air, emanating from him.
Why the fuck it’s so different?
No furrowed brows, no clenched jaws.
