I was on edge already, and his offer just pushed me over into a territory that was not safe for humans. But I remained unaffected on the outside, smiling coolly while seething inside. I plan on fucking her so thoroughly tonight that she wouldn’t spare him a thought, let alone ride in his car.
“Thanks, Liam.” Her words were rushed, and not completely dismissive.
He took his leave, giving me a look that said he wasn’t going to bow out.
Good thing I was the villain in this story. He could have her when I was done. I’d use her body and then when this need was gone, he could have what was left. Maybe she’d even offer up the doctor that heart of hers.
“I think you’d make an adorable couple.” I still wore the mask of indifference on my face when she turned to look at me. She gazed at me for a minute then turned her eyes elsewhere, a muscle in her jaw flexing as if she was trying not to lay into me with her thoughts on my behavior. Perfect, the backbone she’d found was soft again.
“It’s none of your business. Now, I’m assuming you’re thinking you’re going to call in whatever this is, but I’m tired and definitely not in the mood now. So, you can go back to wherever you slithered out from. Maybe tomorrow.”
She left for the breakroom, and I stood there for a moment, considering my next move. I could let her have tonight and cause some chaos in Seahill with one of my creations. That would at least burn some of this energy out of me. Or I could follow her and assist her into being in the mood. Both easy tasks.
Chaos of the mind, my only solace from a hell created in paradise.
I’d favored that saying for a long time. When my mind was in chaos, I was able to feel something other than the pain of living this life of hell on earth.
Esme was my chaos, and right now I was burning for her.
She had already left the breakroom and was out the door when I caught up to her. Not even the pouring rain could put out the spark that would surely ignite with us together.
