Chapter 12
Unhealthy Addictions
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
In that instant, my fiery aura is doused with arctic water as my mouth dries into a desert. Drackus seems pleased with his icy extinguishing. Then Amari walks around to join us.
"Gage, honey, there you are. I think you forgot the suit I laid out for you."
He turns his gaze from me to Cruella... I mean... Amari.
"I'd rather be comfortable, Mother."
I swallow hard, remembering how very cold and callous he is at the very mention of his mother. She frowns, and then her eyes blaze with a bit of venom when she sees my arm has returned to Drackus's hold.
"Drackus, perhaps we should enter together, darling."
He looks from Gage to me, and with heavy reluctance, he allows her to drag him away. Dray lets out a small chuckle as he walks off, leaving me alone with the dark user full of exposed secrets.
"What are you doing here?" he whispers.
"Me?" I squeak, and then I walk up the stairs and grab his hand to jerk him toward the top.
I guide him into a room off to the side, and then I slam the door as I scream at him in a whisper.
"What the hell? You're about to be my stepbrother and you knew this? This is... this is sick! We almost... Oh no. No!"
I almost implode at the horrible situation in front of me.
"First of all, we haven't done anything... much. Secondly, we arenotrelated in any way. Third of all,if- and I do meanif- they get married, we still won't be related by blood. They'll never get married though. Drackus is just telling her what she wants to hear because she's crazy. Now what are you doing here?"
This is too much. I've made out with my father's fiancée's son. He's... oh crap. His tongue.
"I came to thank him and to find out why he really helped me out of there. It's not like Drackus comes to help and then doesn't stick around to flaunt his power. He disappeared without so much as flashing around a dazzling, condescending smile. I kept waiting on him to show up and reveal his motives, but he hasn't. Call this a preemptive strike. Now, why the fuck didn't you tell me you were about to be my brother?"
He laughs, as if there's some amusement in all this.
"Again, I'm not going to be your brother. Stop with the dramatics. As for Drackus saving you, did you ever consider he did it because you're his daughter? Believe it or not, he happens to care about you. I know. I've heard him rave about you before."
I scowl, feeling all the more icky.
"Why is it he told you but not your mother?"
"Because she'scrazy.How many times do I have to tell you that? Anyway, we should get down there. Your dad will flip the hell out if he learns we're missing."
"My dad doesn't haveanythingto worry about anymore," I gripe while heading to the door.
He materializes in front of me, one hand on the back of my head, the other on my waist, as his lips find mine against my protests. The metal in his lip and the heat in his breath intoxicates my already screwed up head.
He pulls back, a small smirk in play as he nips at my lips playfully once more.
"Don't say things you know you don't mean. If you could be done with me, you'd have already walked away. This thing with our parents is nothing. I'll prove it... eventually."
I scowl at him, though it's almost painful not to grin. I really hate sexy immortals.
"I'm serious. This officially just got... We're off limits."
I walk out before he can argue. He's suddenly behind me, his breath against my ear as he wraps his arms around my waist and draws me to him. My back pushes against his front as he whispers in his dangerously seductive tone.
