His Trouble Maker
Chapter 99
Chapter 99
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JESSICA
There’s a part of me that thinks this is just a nightmare. That if I dig my nails deep enough into my palm, I’ll wake up in my bed. Back home. Whole. Before the cell. Before Riot. Before any of this.
I keep thinking if I stand still long enough, maybe I’ll feel like myself again. Maybe the wind will scrape off whatever Riot did. Maybe I’ll stop flinching at nothing. Maybe Grayson will stop looking at me like I’m breakable.
Or worse–like I’m not.
I crossed a line. Or someone did. Or maybe we all did and now no one wants to say it first. My heat broke. The fever’s gone. But everything else–my instincts, my body, the part of me that still wants to crawl out of my skin–it’s still here.
Riot touched me like I belonged to him.
And some part of me let him.
That’s what I can’t say out loud.
It wasn’t choice. Not really. But it wasn’t exactly resistance either. It was survival. It was instinct. It was need warped into something feral and ugly.
“Grayson…“I said, turning around so I could face him. We decided to watch the sunrise earlier after our fight last night. It was something we should’ve done and I am so pathetic for saying all of those words to him.
When I look up, he looks so tired. His eyes are red and puffy and he looks like he really hasn’t gotten any sleep ever since he rescued me. There’s also a fine line on his forehead now and I wonder how much thinking he does to keep us alive.
“You look like shit,” I murmur, softer than I mean to.
He huffs out a breath through his nose–half–laugh, half–exhale. “Thanks.”
I step closer, even though my chest tightens when I do. There’s still this horrible thing inside me that wants to run the second he gets too close.
“I didn’t mean it,” I say. My voice cracks a little. “What I said last night.”
Grayson frowns as if the fight still bothers him. “Which part?”
don’t
nods like he already knew that. And I guess he
my sides, and I hate how I am hesitating now, touching his face. “I keep trying to shake it off. Wash it out. But it’s still there,” L whisper. “I still feel him sometimes. On my skin.
be saying this to Grayson. I shouldn’t be dumping my broken pieces in his hands
need him to know. Because if anyone’s going to
little. But I don’t pull away
part of you did
My breath catches.
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around my jaw, not rough, not demanding–just… there. Anchoring. Thumb brushing
Then-
warm and featherlight. A barely–there kiss, like he’s afraid
murmurs. His breath is warm.
The slope of my cheek. My
“Here?”
can’t move. I don’t want to. My lungs feel too full and too empty at the same time. Every place he touches
up to my hairline, brushing a few loose strands back, and he kisses just above my eyebrow like it
My senses go sharp.
hear water lapping quietly behind us, the lake soft and dark and watching. His hands slide down to my hips. “What about here?” he whispers, kissing the side
of my eyes before I can stop them. My throat tightens, and I
back just enough to look
he says. “I don’t care where he touched you, baby. I will still love you the
kisses one. Then another. Then
the small of my back.
not dirty,” he whispers. His lips graze the corner of my mouth,
break
little. Just enough that my forehead brushes his. My
says, and this time he kisses me for
taste myself–salt and fear and something foreign under
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