Break My Fall(6)

Derek, who was standing beside me, noticed who I was staring at and chuckled. “That’s her man, isn’t she something?”

I looked at him with narrowed eyes; I was feeling oddly possessive. Shit, looking back at her I was ready to beat my fists against my chest and stake a claim on this girl. “That’s who? Who is she?”

Derek pointed to where Cam and little miss titties were standing. “Our new roommate; Cam’s latest rescue baby.” I gaped at Derek and he burst into a fit of laughter. I was in shock. Damn she was beautiful.

“Lee is a she,” I pointed out. I knew right then that Rachel was going to flip out. I was under strict orders as to what and who I could do and hell, this girl was going to cause a few problems for me.

Derek grinned shaking his head. “And what a she, she is.”





Lee





This was not a good idea. Five shots in and I was a little worse for wear. At least the party wasn’t bothering me anymore. Nothing was bothering me now.

I felt a presence behind us. “Oh baby you softened the ice queen,” I heard Derek say.

“I resent that.” I managed to slur as I glared at him.

He had nicknamed me ice-queen after our first meeting this morning. I had obviously offended him, but he didn’t know a thing about me or why I was the way I was. I wasn’t a naturally cold person, but life had dealt me some crappy cards and experience had taught me to guard myself especially around men. After all, my father was the perfect role model for the type of man I needed to stay away from. Derek obviously didn’t care for my standoffishness.

Cam giggled and cooed when Derek wrapped his arms around her… And then they began to suck face. I flamed in embarrassment; this was not something I was used to seeing, ever.

“Get a room,” I grumbled leaning over the kitchen counter for support. This was all so new to me. I had never been allowed to date one boy, let alone live with two. My father had been strict in the extreme. The only place I was allowed to go besides school was my job. I had no friends and people tended to avoid me. Well everyone except Cam.

She had lived next door to me until I was twelve and even though she was over three years older than me, we had been inseparable as children. She had been my lifeline in a world of isolation. Our parents’ had been friends until my momma died and my daddy changed, but Cam had known my situation and had stayed friends with me anyway. That meant a lot to me, more than she would ever realize...

I felt someone behind me press closer and I tensed. Pushing closer to the counter to make room for them to pass, I urged my body to relax and I inhaled slowly. I was a nervous wreck after what happened back home and I tried so carefully every day since to stay in the background. I never wanted to be called a tease again…

Breath on the side of my neck made me jump. “You gonna share that?” A deep husky voice said as a male arm swooped around me and grabbed the bottle of whatever the hell it was in front of me.

“It’s all yours.” I turned to move out of his way and stopped in my tracks. Whoa, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe I was turning into a PG version of Cam, but damn, the guy in front of me was incredible. I took in his gray suit pants and half-buttoned white shirt. My god, he was well built. Arching my neck to see his face I gasped.

A head of dark, unruly hair framed his face. His eyes were a striking shade of deep ocean blue, seductive and entrancing with long dark eyelashes and perfect eyebrows. His eyes danced with humor and his full lips turned up into a half smile exposing the cutest dimple in his cheek. It was more than cute, it was…hot. I was drunk, but not drunk enough not to notice him. Good Lord, he was beautiful. Did boys like him really exist? I thought I might be imagining him.

He smiled crookedly and lifted the bottle up. “You wanna take a shot with me sweetheart?” The huskiness of his voice made me him sound dangerous, yet he was soft spoken…An enigma. His voice was spine tingling and very sexual. Not that I knew much about that, but a girl could guess.

“Uh,” was all I said, all I could say. No guys’ had ever asked me to do anything with them, well except for Perry Franklin who had asked me to senior prom. Sneaking out to go to prom was a decision I would regret the rest of my life…But what surprised me now though was the fact that I wasn’t afraid of the boy in front of me. Well, boy was the wrong choice of word to describe him; he was all man, one hundred percent.

He turned his head to the side, his eyes studied me. Frowning he asked, “Do you speak?”

Oh fantastic, he thought I was slow. “Yes,” I said, my voice coming out little more than a whisper. He smiled down at me and leaned closer. I arched back until I was flush against the counter behind me. My body burned with heat, good grief I was on fire, what was happening to me?