I can’t help but grin like a fool as I drop my legs gently to the floor. His arms now wrapped around my waist, I look up to his gorgeous face.
“So beautiful… and all mine,” he says softly, as if reading my own thoughts. He runs his thumb over my bottom lip so soft and gentle. Pushing the hair that lies on my shoulder away, he bends and kisses me tenderly down my neck and bare shoulder.
“Talon,” I say breathlessly. Does this mean he accepts me and wants me as a mate? I have two mates? Is that even possible? If Tyler rejects me does that mean Talon rejects me by default?
His kisses on my collarbone cause my worries to drift away. I pull away a little causing him to lift his head up, pinning me with a worried look.
His messy hair has grown longer over these past few months, his black untidy hair now passing his collar bone; he even has a messy side parting going on, but he still looks so handsome. I twirl my finger around a piece that falls into his face, I can feel him staring at me now. I look back into his eyes when a smile forms on his lips, tucking the strand back behind his ear I give him a very soft kiss on the tip of his nose. Closing his eyes, I feel his body tremble against mine as more pieces of hair fall back into his face.
As much as I adore Tyler with all his perfection, I love Talon and the I-don’t-give-a-shit-what-I-look- like attitude he has going on.
I stand on the tips of my toes and move the strands of hair away from his face again as I lean in and whisper against his lips. “All mine…”
He grabs the back of my head and pushes my lips against his; hard, forcefully and oh so Talon like. He’s breathing harshly and the only thing that matters right now is us...
Bang.Bang.Bang!
“Talon! Are you in there? I’ve been looking for you. Baby please,” a whiny voice yells from behind my bedroom door.
I tense under Talon’s touch. He releases me and steps away. Our connection breaks and everything comes back to me. The loud music from downstairs, the bass of the speakers vibrating through the floor boards beneath my feet and the fact that someone-who I’m guessing is Talon’s girlfriend-has been looking for my mate whilst I’ve had my tongue stuck down his throat.
Talon looks back at me and just like his brother did, runs his hands through his hair. His entire attitude turns irate, his shoulders tense and he stands up straight; it’s as if he’s angry with me. He walks anxiously back and forth between the door and where I stand.
“Fuck! What have I done?” He lets out a deep breath whilst talking out loud.
He turns to face me as he says, “I’m sorry Angel but that shouldn’t have happened. Fuck!” He walks towards the door that links the bathroom and the twin’s room then stops with his hand on the door knob.
“I have to go. I know we’re mates but I’m dating Lucy. She’s been here for me when you…well, when you were wherever the fuck you were. She’s a great girl and I can’t just dump her now that you’ve decided to come back and face the real world. You have led Tyler and I along for how long now? The least you can do is give us some time. We need to find a way to deal with this,” he says, gesturing to me with the wave of a hand.
To deal with this?
He wipes his face with both palms then lets out a deep breath.
I stand there frozen with a trembling hand covering my mouth, trying not to cry out. I’m waiting for him to say the words and make the rejection final… but he doesn’t.
I look up to see him watching me with a sad look on his face, I can’t help but beg for a chance.
“Talon, please… don’t do this. I know so much has happened between us, but things have changed. Remember how it used to be? You love me remember?” I whisper the last part. I know I’m begging, I couldn’t look anymore pathetic than I do right now, but I have to try. I don’t think my heart could survive anymore rejection tonight.
I take a step towards him and gently touch his chest. When Lucy bangs on the door again Talon flinches then pushes my hand away from him harshly.
“No Lexi. You may be a cheater, but I sure as fuck am not.” He looks me up and down full of disgust, forcing me to cower away from him. I notice he called me Lexi not Angel, that hurt more than any of the harsh words he put together.
He turns and walks out the door without a second look in my direction. I flinch when he forcefully slams it shut, making my windows rattle.
I stand frozen, my heart is hurting, I’m exhausted and broken. I walk towards my little balcony and open the glass doors. I close my eyes, letting the fresh cold air dry up my tears. The music is still blaring and I can hear people laughing and having a great time downstairs. Everyone is at the back of the house so luckily no one is in the garden below my bedroom.