“You know what your problem is?” I asked.
The plane has landed and we were now riding in a dark grey Lexus Coupe I had borrowed from Rafe. How I found the fleeing vixen? When I went home and changed, I got a call from Rafe that Rayna was on the run. It took a bit of effort to find her because she has done this before but when I did see her on the plane relief washed over me but then I was instantly angry.
She knew I didn’t want her to run.
I was pissed.
She sat in the passenger seat and squirm a little as I made a sharp turn. She hasn’t spoken since we landed in Winnipeg, Canada. Luckily, I knew a friend from around here. He owned a few apartments and was able to lend me one for tonight. I wasn’t planning on staying long. I only planned to stay until I can talk some sense into the frustrating female next to me.
“Your problem is you don’t trust anyone but yourself.” I said angrily. “You ran away even though I asked you not to.”
“Don’t talk to me as if you know me. You know nothing about me.” She said with just as much ferocity as me.
“There are many things I don’t know about you. You flee at the moment you are scared or you get too close. You can’t trust nobody but yourself.” I responded.
“Fuck you.” She growled out and leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms.
I laughed wryly. “Yeah, we have done that.”
She turned and glared me. “Just because you fucked me a couple of times, doesn’t mean you have become some kind of God and can see right through me. I don’t give a shit what you know about me. What I want is for you to leave me alone. I don’t need you.”
“Fuck, Rayna, it is not about that!” I shouted.
“Whatever! It is always about that. Men always are the same. You think women has to bend down to your will and do what you want but I’ll die before I let you do anything to me.”
“I’m not your ex, Rayna.” I growled as I glanced at her. She was staring at me with flame filled eyes.
“How do I know that you aren’t?” She snapped. “You like taking me in bed in a-”
“Before you say anything else, think carefully. I am not the only one who enjoyed it! If I remember correctly you were dripping wet, begging me to fuck you.” I angrily retorted.
“Just fucking leave me the fuck alone.” She shouted in frustration.
“If me giving you control isn’t enough to make you trust me, hell, woman, you have a hell of a lot more trust issues than you know.” I roared at her. The fury inside of me went to extreme heights.
“Fuck you, Lucifer. You don’t know shit.” She punched my arm.
I slammed the breaks in the middle of the country road. She put her hands out on the dashboard to stop herself from flying forward. I turned to glare at her. Jesus, this fucking woman was going to drive me insane. I was so angry at her right now. Why does she have to be so damn stubborn?
I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her towards me. She pushed against my chest and pounded on my biceps hard for me to release her. I didn’t care. I crushed my lips onto her and kissed her. She refused to open her mouth but I bit her lips forcing her to part them. I took control of the kiss. I made sure just how much she was making me angry at the same time stirring a desire inside of me.
She fought me off from her but after a moment her body stopped fighting. She sighed her hands went around my neck. I groaned and softened up the kiss. This time it became more slow and languid. My tongue came out to intertwine with hers playfully.
I loved the feel of her soft skin under me. I enjoyed the way she tasted. She tasted so different, so female and so sweet. Her soft body perfume was addicting and I knew deep down the reason why I chased after her and was adamant in making her mine was because I couldn’t let her go. I don’t know if it was an obsession over what we have physically or intimately but I needed her like I needed air. I was desperate to not lose her.
I pulled back and placed my forehead against hers. “Why are you so damn stubborn, woman?”
“Why don’t you leave me alone?” She retorted back.
I pulled back and kissed her forehead unable to look her in the eyes—afraid of giving away too much. “Because I can’t let you go.”
I opened the apartment door and she walked inside, carrying her luggage closely to her. I closed the door and locked it before turning to face her. She was already looking at me.
“What are we doing here?” She asked.
“We are going to spend a few days away. Since you came here and I chased after you, you and I might as well as spend a couple of days together.” I stated and threw the keys on the counter.
“Rayna, just stop.” I walked over to her and removed her luggage from her. I grabbed both of her hands and placed them on my chest.
“How can I get over this feeling?” She asked in a quiet and hesitant voice. Her eyes flickered up to me and I saw fear. “I don’t want to feel this way but I am. I feel like I want to run away.”
Instantly, my protective instinct took over. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. She wrapped her arms around my waist as she pressed her cheek against my chest.
“You don’t have to feel that way, Rayna. I will always be here for you. It doesn’t matter if at the end somehow you and I stop doing this. I will always have a place for you. If you find that you have nowhere to run to, I am your sanctuary. I will always keep you safe. Hell, even right now, I have six men outside this apartment complex guarding. You are safe with me.” I urged her. I cupped her cheeks and turned her face to look at me. I kissed her forehead and let go as I wrapped my arms around her. She placed her cheek back on my chest and I propped my chin on her head.
“Thank you.” She whispered.
“I mean it, Rayna. I will be here for you. Don’t think you will be a burden. You will never be a burden.” I chuckled a little. “But if you ever run away from me again like what you did—I swear, woman, I am going to chain you to my bed forever.”