“We need to talk! I swear to the Fates, if you leave things this way you will regret it! I’ll come after you!” His voice echoes through the trees, but I continue making my way back to my pack house.
Chapter 11
I’m still naked, so I don’t change out of Jax’s hoodie until I’m inside. I make my way to the laundry room under the staircase as soon as I enter the house, quickly stripping the jacket off before making sure there is enough softener and detergent in the machine to remove his scent. I look around the room searching for something to wear, but I can’t find anything. Everything was taken to the bedrooms this morning, so I open the dryer finding it filled with clean warm towels and wrap one around my body.
Opening the door slowly, I stick my head out to see if anyone’s around; luckily I don’t find anyone. Tiptoeing my way up the stairs, I make sure to keep the towel wrapped around my body tightly. I let out a deep breath when I make it to my bedroom without coming face to face with anybody whilst only covered in a towel. I head straight to the bathroom making sure to lock the door behind me as well as the one on the twins side. First, I brush my teeth thoroughly and scrub my face.
I can’t believe I kissed him. I know I shouldn’t be feeling guilty, it’s not as if the twins are being faithful to me.
A smile forms on my lips and I press the tips of my fingers to them remembering the kiss. I remember all the times we came close to kissing, how bad I’d wanted to kiss him, even though I always felt tremendously guilty every time we’d spend time together.
Loud banging on the door causes me to jump.
“Shit!” I curse, quickly opening the shower door. It’s freezing cold, but I need to get Jax’s scent off me.
“Angel, open this door,” Tyler yells, banging against the wood.
Sudden pounding on the other door that leads to the twins’ room makes me quicken my movements. I squeeze almost an entire bottle of body wash all over me, scrubbing ferociously. I need to get his scent off me.
“Open this door, right-fucking-now!” Talon roars, making me cringe.
I squeal when they both suddenly barge into the bathroom, pieces of wood flying everywhere, even over the shower door and onto the tiled floor. I grab the towel hanging over the rail, wrapping it around me quickly, and making sure its high enough to hide everything.
“What the hell is wrong with you two? Who are you looking for?” I yell, wringing my hair out and using another towel to dry it as I climb out of the shower. I’m trying my hardest to play it cool, as if I’ve done nothing wrong, even though it feels as if my heart is about to beat right out of my chest. I just hope they can’t hear my wolf yelling at me for my stupidity.
Tyler slams the shower door open and looks inside. I grab his hand and pull him away. “What are you doing? Are you trying to break every door in the house? Stop it!” I glare.
“Where is he?” Talon says, lifting his head smelling the air. I turn around and head for my room shaking my head.
“He’s hiding inside the cabinet under the basin,” I say sarcastically, as I head for my closet.
Big hands on either side of my shoulders spin me around and I’m faced with a very angry Tyler.
“Now is not the time to fuck with me, Angel.”
I wriggle out of his grasp making sure to keep one hand holding the towel tightly.
“No, now…” I emphasise the word. “…is not the time to manhandle me. I’m sick and tired of you putting your hands on me.”
I turn around and fall smack bang into Talon’s hard chest. I look up at him and he has an odd smirk on his face.
“That applies to you to,” I say cautiously, confused by his change in demeanour.
I’m afraid that if they stand too close to me, they may well smell Jax’s scent from where he kissed my neck; I hope I scrubbed thoroughly. I move to the dresser, closer to my perfume just in case. I reach out to take the perfume and notice the boys are ultra-quiet now, I’m pretty sure they know something’s up.
“You guys didn’t answer my question. Who are you looking for?” I pick up the bottle of perfume casually and I’m just about to spray it onto my neck when strong arms wrap around my waist and lift me up.
“Talon!” I yell.
Tyler still has a face of stone, and is now showing no emotion whatsoever. He reaches over and takes the perfume out of my grasp.
“What are you doing?” I shriek, as Talon throws me onto my bed. I grab hold of the towel I have wrapped around me, it has loosened somewhat but nothing is on display. They’re making me really nervous.
I try to lift myself off the bed, but Talon’s body covers mine and soon I’m forced to lay flat on the bed with his large frame covering my own. He looks down at me and the corner of his lips lift as he notices the effect his body has on mine.