Page 56 of Reaper's Claim

“How about you just fuck off?” I spat up at him, with so much rage across my face. I expected him to fight back, to say something that would make me hate him that bit more; instead, he laughed.

His stomach shook with laughter, “Now that right there is why I can’t get you out of my head.” His laughter slowly dried up and he let out a low sigh. “Abby, you want the truth?”

Did I want it? I was still shocked by his laughter, not to mention the words that followed. I slowly nodded.

What was he going to tell me? I braced myself, and his fingers traced the side of my face as he looked at me like I was something special. Don’t fall for it, Abby.

“You and I just can’t work.” His mouth spoke in my ear, “And that is the truth.”

Heartbreaking? No. Heart-shattering? Yes.

He went to pull away, and I gripped his neck with force. I pulled his head back at me, staring into his eyes. “Don’t lie to me. The truth is you are as hung up on me as I am on you.” My eyes flickered to those lips of his. “You can say what you want, but I know the truth.”

“You don’t know anything.”

I smiled, “Maybe you’re right.” I rose to my toes and whispered in his ear, “Or maybe you just can’t get me out of your head.”

I don’t know what I expected, but I sure as hell didn’t expect what happened next.

Chapter 21

Reaper

12 Hours Earlier

Pinning her against the wall, I could nearly feel her panic. My eyes flickered down to her lips, which always seemed to draw my attention.

She wasn’t a young girl anymore. She had grown up to a sex-teasing, heel-wearing woman that caused every blood vessel in my body to boil with jealousy.

I moved my lips to her ear; her head tilted just slightly. “You and I just can’t work.” It was the utter truth, and whether she wanted to hear it or not, I didn’t care anymore. “And that is the truth.”

She had to see it and then maybe once she did, I could stop being so bloody addicted to her.

I went to pull away, and she gripped my neck, forcing me to stare into her eyes. “Don’t lie to me. The truth is you are as hung up on me as I am on you.” Her eyes raged with passion. “You can say what you want, but I know the truth.”

“You don’t know anything,” I said.

Her lips twisted into a seductive smirk, “Maybe you’re right.” She rose to her toes, and whispered in my ear, “Or maybeyou just can’t get me out of your head.”

Then she tipped me over the edge, and shit got heated quickly. It took me a flat two seconds to have her legs wrapped around my waist and carry her back in the direction of my room.

12 Hours Later

My door swung open, and the sound of it rebounding off the wall made me sit up straight.

“Fuck, Drake, heard of knocking?” I snarled while my heart pounded at an incredible rate.

Drake scanned my room “Have you seen Abby?”

It was the mention of the she-devil’s name that caused my body to stiffen. “Nope.”

“Her car is in the driveway, her bag is downstairs, and her phone is on the couch. So it makes me think she must be in the house, but I can’t find her.” His words had a judgmental tone to them, but it was his eyes that were really judging me.

“So you kicked my door in just to see if I had her?”

“No, I kicked your door in because she is missing.”

“Maybe she’s just passed out in the backyard.”