Beastly

Chapter 47

The rain was coming down hard. My feet were planted in front of the hospital with my arms wrapped

around me. It was supposed to be a full moon tonight but the dark clouds that hung heavy obscured it

and brought down an unexpected downpour. There was no one else in sight outside. Everyone was

inside, in the light of warmth, yet here I was, basking in the cold of the night as my thoughts ravaged

me.

I could run through it. Maybe if I concentrated hard enough, I would be able to heat myself up without

blowing something up. The risk was high though and I didn't want to have another fiasco after all the

events of the day.

"Where the hell is he anyway?" I asked out loud, suddenly feeling irritated. Marcus had said Xander

was almost here and after so many minutes, he still hadn't shown up

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If I had known he would be so unreliable, I'd have stayed with Marcus for the rest of the night. Then

again, I would have probably been a bother to him. He'd want to stay awake with me instead of resting.

"This is the last time I ever go meet that bastard willingly." I took a deep breath and steeled my resolve

to get back to the house by myself

Just when I had taken two steps forwards, I was pulled back. My body turned suddenly and I found

myself glued to a naked chest. My widened eyes gazed up and I'm sure my mouth fell so wide open

that it was almost comical. The warmth came off immediately and engulfed me, all the cold vanishing

from my body. His arm was wrapped firmly around my waist and right under my palm, I felt the wetness

of his chest and the heart that beat underneath it. So quickly that it was like it would jump into my hand.

"Were you planning to go home under this?" he asked, his voice deep yet soft

"I-I waited for you..." curse my stuttering, "I thought you were still busy."

His head tilted to the side cutely and I found myself cursing inside that I found it cute. The rain wasn't

so loud anymore as I felt that familiar pull between us.

"Reckless." he stated

"Huh?" I responded, not expecting that word

"You're reckless. I'd stay stupid, but I know for a fact that you have a good head on your shoulders." A

vein popped on my forehead and my forgotten irritation came out again in full force

"Shut up! Besides, why would I sit still and wait for you when I know I can get there by myself?! The

one time I rely on you and you screw up. Like honestly, I should have never-!"

"Ava."

"What?! Don't interrupt me when I'm giving you a piece of my mind you ba-!" My back quickly made

contact with the wall beside the doors as he caged me in. What was with this man and getting me in

dangerous positions? The wetness from his hair dripped to touch my face as his chest and I were on

the same eye level. Staring up at him, I was now hyper-aware of the many emotions that swam in his

eyes.

I could gaze into his eyes forever and I'm sure I'd never get bored.

"Have dinner with me tonight?" he said, his hand wiping the water off my face gradually

"Are you asking me or demanding?"

"I'd say begging is a more suitable word. I believe we both know by now that I'm shameless when it

comes to you."

"This is how you beg? I'm not seeing you on your knees. Neither did I hear the word 'Please'."

He groaned slightly, muttering something on the lines of 'stubborn woman' under his breath before

responding "Please have dinner with me tonight."

I remained silent for a moment, thinking about his request. His cool gaze didn't ever leave my face,

dancing across and then returning back to look at my eyes.

"I don't think that's a good idea." I finally answered

"Why?"

"The last time we spent time together, you disappeared without a word for more than a day. If that's not

a red flag, I don't know what is."

Instead of a guilt expression, this man began to smirk at me. It caught me by surprise as his hand

cupped my face.

"You missed me."

"What? No! I'm only saying I don't want to....it was awkward, okay? How else am I supposed to explain

this to you? No normal person can do what you did. Then again, you're not-"

"Ava."

"Jeez, Alexander. Didn't I just say not to interrupt me when I'm giving you a piece of my..." I trailed off

as I saw the hunger in his eyes. Clear and raw. Like he would swallow me whole "Why are you looking

at me like that?"

"Because."

"Because?"

"I want to kiss you."

His face was closer. So close that our breaths mixed. I didn't know if I was the one who had leaned up

or if he was the one that had leaned forward. The only thing that I focused on was the electricity in the

air and the tension that weighed on my shoulders. When he was this close, it was harder to resist him.

Knowing who he was, still knowing what he had done, it seemed like my being called out to him with

everything I had in me. What would happen if I just let myself this once? Would it quench the fire in me

that came alive whenever he touched me?

Maybe.

With that, I said words that I never thought I would say to him

"Then what are you waiting for?"

It shouldn't have felt so good when his lips touched mine. The fireworks shouldn't have been this many.

I shouldn't have melted like heated butter against him or raised my arms over his shoulders to bring

him impossibly closer.

But I did and it was the most amazing yet guilt-tripping feeling that I had ever felt in my whole life. The

kiss was slow, sensual, filled with so much emotion that I couldn't detect where it came from. It was

nothing like the first kiss he had stolen from me that day and I only pulled away when I felt like I

couldn't breathe. I was the only one heavily panting, but I felt his shoulders had tightened so much, I

wondered how he would ever get them loose.

Looking up at him again, my heartbeat loudly in my ears. His eyes were even more heated up than

they were a second ago. I couldn't even begin to imagine what I looked like. As his face lowered to

mine to claim my lips again; this time more hungrily, I didn't resist. I latched onto him, wrapping my

arms and legs around him as he hoisted me up and pressed me against the wall.

I knew it the moment he had kissed me; I was a goner.