“Because they could still bother Hazel.” I watched her sigh. “If I said anything, they would only be worse to her because they couldn’t get to me. I do everything I can to make things easy on her, Westley. I’m not going to tell anyone when I can handle it.”
I crossed my arms, remembering the busted lip Hazel had, how she looked over her shoulder when she walked anywhere. They were both living their lives in fear.
“You might think it won’t help, but it would. You not doing anything is not helping either of you, Gabriella.”
She fell silent. She pulled off her second boot and tossed it aside. She crossed her arms. “And you never did much to help. You must have thought it was normal since you acted like it wasn’t happening as well.”
I paused watching the anger cross her face. “You saw it happen, Westley, and you did nothing. If you ignored it, why shouldn’t I?”
“I was trying not to get in the way,” I stammered, but she continued.
“You stopped going to the library, Westley. You cut off contact with me, and yet you want to tell me that I should tell people how you treat me? You didn’t help me.”
“That’s…” I couldn’t tell her she was wrong. “I made a mistake, Ella. I shouldn’t have cut off anything. I thought I was getting too close, and I didn’t want to ruin what we had. I didn’t want to make things…”
I ran my hands through my hair. “I didn’t want to get too close and lose focus on my job. I didn’t want to step in because I thought you had things handled. I figured you told the girls at least.”
“Well, you managed one thing. Ruining this.”
I hated the look in her eyes. I stepped closer, pressing her back against the wall. She looked shocked, and I hovered over her. I needed to know. Had I? “Did I ruin it all?”
Was there a way to fix this? God, there had to be. This couldn’t be it. There had to be a way I could fix this.
Her face went red, and her hands moved up, pushing against my chest. “Move, Westley.”
“Answer the questions.” I stepped closer, leaving no space between us. “Tell me and I will.”
She licked her lips. “I don’t know.”
I stared at her lips, my wolf growling. I knew better. I knew she wanted space, needed to figure things out. But she kissed me first.
I cupped her face and kissed her roughly. She moaned, her voice echoing in the hallway. A shiver ran down my spine, and I felt myself losing control.
I grabbed her ass and hoisted her up, pressing against her. My cock was hard as I rubbed against her, her dress hiking up slightly.
I felt her hands grab at my hair, tugging hard on my ends. “Fuck,” I growled at the contact.
I slid my tongue over hers, and I felt her breath hitch. I pinned her back against the wall, but she didn’t push against me. If anything, she enjoyed it.
“Do you have any idea the things I want to do to you?” I asked, moving my lips to my earlobe. I could feel her shaking as I tightened my hold on her ass. “How badly I want to touch you?”
“Like?” Her voice came out in a whisper, her mouth panting softly for air.
“Are you sure you want to know what’s going on in my head?” I asked as I leaned back. She stared into my eyes, and I could see a swirl of emotions. She was fighting this, but turned on. “I have some dark thoughts.”
She nodded her head slowly. “Tell me.”
I was afraid of what she would think if she knew. But god, I wanted to see what she would look like when she knew.I watched for that shock on her face, wanting to see what she wanted.
I shifted my hold inward, hooking my thumb with her underwear. “Every time you open that little mouth, I can’t help but imagine what it would look like wrapped around my cock.”
Her eyes widened slightly, and I watched her gaze drop down to my mouth. I watched her teeth scrape over her lower lip. “I want to hear what sounds you make when your mouth is full of me, not even giving you any space to breathe. I imagine it would be a wild look, watching you struggle a little, but so engaged in it, you wouldn’t even care.”
She swallowed, tightening her thighs around my waist. “What else?” she whispered.
I couldn’t help but smirk. Maybe she was naughtier than I thought. “I want to see what your body does when I go down on you. I want to watch your mouth drop open and listen to you moan my name. I have had tons of thoughts about what would happen when you just let me take the wheel.”
She panted for air, her breath starting to become rougher.
