Page 28 of Becoming His

"But does he make you feel likethis?" he whispered, his lips brushing mine softly as I groaned.

"Don't," I begged as he slowly trailed kisses down my throat.

"Are yousureyou don't want me to kiss you?" He murmured into my ear. My hands moved of their own accord around his neck as our mouths met urgently. He tugged me onto his lap just as the front door opened, causing me to freeze in horror. I yanked myself away from him as he gazed at me in confusion.

What if someone saw us after what he did to me?

Shame crept up on me like an assassin, and I closed my eyes.

Reuben strolled into the room, followed by Ray, who stared at me in shock, looking from Bailey to me as understanding swept over her face.

"Noway."

Oh my God. Could this get any worse?

I refused to meet her stare as I pointed at the coffee sheepishly.

"I'm trying to sober up. Sorry, I lied. I just didn't know how you would react."

Ray didn't reply, yet her silence was louder than anything she could've said.

Bailey stood up. "I'm gonna get changed; then I'll drive you home." His voice was cold, and I knew why.

But what did he expect from me?

He expected me to fall into his arms like all the other girls.

Ray plastered a smile when Reuben returned with another whiskey bottle.

"If you want to sack off the coffee, there's more whiskey in there." He said to me, nodding to the pantry, and I laughed

Ray flushed when I looked at her questioningly, my eyes moving to Reuben.

"Will you be okay?" Ray asked, clearing her throat.

"Of course. Bailey will take me home; I'll be fine." I reassured her, but she looked at me with worry all over her face.

"Bailey is adick."

"He will take me home safely, but he's a dick, yes." We laughed a little; then she hugged me.

"You smell of Bailey," she whispered, her eyes widening.

"I was in his car," I explained and drank the rest of the coffee.

Bailey strode back into the room, his football hoodie over his shorts. His hair fell into his eyes as he leaned against the doorway.

Holy shit, he's beautiful.

But a dick.

"Ready?" Bailey moved his gaze to Ray. "Happy fucking, Ray," he smirked as Ray glared at him.

"Just take Annabelle home safely if you can manage that," Ray ordered, casting a last look in my direction as she pushed past him, following Reuben to his room.

I knew she wasn't a virgin, but I was still stunned to see her going upstairs with Reuben. I had a gnawing feeling in my gut, and I realized it was jealousy. Bailey watched me, stepping closer as I sucked in a breath.

"What?" I breathed, dizzy on his proximity.