Page 140 of Creep
I was shameless. And so fucking stupid.
“Stop touching me like this,” I gritted out through clenched teeth. His eyes glinted, telling me he knew just what he was doing to me.
“Why?” he asked in mock innocence.
I shook my head. Fine. Two can play that game. I wiggled my shoulders until I felt the sheet loosening around me. I stopped when just a hint of my nipples showed. Mael’s eyes honed in on them, and he licked his lips.
“Baby, you are playing with fire,” he growled.
“Yeah? Untie me, and I’ll show you just how badly this can burn.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “Nice try. We barely scratched the surface. What else do you want to know?”
I shook my head. I was not going to let him distract me.
“Why me?”
He didn’t say anything for a moment.
“And don’t give me any of that bullcrap of being in lust with me at first sight. Why me? What could I have possibly done to get your attention?”
“You exist.”
I laughed. There was nothing humorous about the sound. What a fucking corny line.
“I’m not just saying that,” he said. “I don’t know what to tell you. That first time I saw you, I was hiding in your room at your dad’s house.”
“Youwhat?”
That was fucking creepy as hell.
He smiled a little and shook his head. “You were wearing nothing but this thin bathrobe, just getting ready for a shower.”
I closed my eyes and tried to think of the night he was talking about. I had no clue when that could be. My father’s home had been my comfort place since I decided to move out. I visited it often, sometimes spending the night there when I needed some solace.
“And then you got undressed and looked at yourself in the mirror. You were frowning at your reflection as if you didn’t like what you saw, and I remember thinking how angry I was at you for being critical over what I could only describe as perfection.”
“You saw me?Allof me that first night?” I asked.
He nodded.
I looked off to the side, feeling violated. How could he just… watch me like that?
“I knew then that I wanted you. I wanted you with a force I had never felt with anyone else. I wanted to possess you, to protect you from everything. I wanted to learn as much as I could about you. I did learn all about you without talking to you. I know your favorite color is pink, even though you told me it was blue, and I know how you like to take your coffee. I know your favorite pair of jeans. You think they makes your ass look good, and baby, I absolutely agree. I know you prefer to keep your hair down than to tie it up. I also know your favorite flower is a white rose.”
My eyes moved down to his side, right where I knew the row of white roses was tattooed.
I always thought they looked new. Newer than his other tattoos.
He smiled and nodded as if reading my thoughts. “Yes, I got this for you. I know more about you than any other person on this planet, and it wasn’t fucking enough. So I started to go out and see you more often, and when I realized that still wasn’t enough, I decided to introduce myself. Who fucking knew you would be everything I thought you would be and so much more than that?”
Had he said it to me in a different context, it might have sounded romantic. There was nothing romantic about his words now.
“What were you doing at my father’s house in the first place?”
He didn’t answer me right away. I knew from the look in his eyes I wasn’t going to like it. “I was there to gather intel on your father,” he said finally.
“Intel for what?”
