Craving You (TBX #2) by Ashley Christin Read Free Book Online

voice doesn’t verify that.
    Sliding off him and into the passenger seat, I adjust my dress and try to open the door while he buttons his jeans and slides the seat back up. Even though my heart is currently racing at full speed through my bloodstream, she finds time to let my brain know what she thinks. My brain refuses, but my soul overrules and my mouth speaks in a whisper. “I had to find you after your run and tell you how great you did. I’m … I’m so proud of you, Parker. I get it, trust me, I get what we are. Not that we are a ‘we,’ but you know what I mean.”
    “No, I don’t. Tell me.” His growl startles me, and I whirl around to stare at him, his eyes burning.
    “I’m not blind!”
    “You sure ‘bout that? How’d you go and turn what just happened into shit? Fuck!” His fist slams against the steering wheel.
    “Please, you know what the hell this is about.” I try to keep my voice calm to play off my emotions.
    “Do you?” There’s a knock on the glass beside Parker. It’s a girl, shocker.
    “Might wanna get that. Looks like someone else is looking for a ride too.” I go to open the door, but it’s locked. “Unlock the door.” My voice remains calm.
    “Look at me.”
    “No. Your next number one is here.” I know how childish I sound, but it’s the least of my worries at this moment.
    The sound of his window motor fills the truck. “Hey Parker, Do you-”
    “Busy.” And then he rolls it back up. “Fuckin’ look at me, Kelsey.” I don’t. Instead, I focus on the dragonfly that just landed on the hood. “My bare dick was just inside of you. Look. At. Me.”
    “That doesn’t entitle you to me.”
    “The fuck it doesn’t. I own that sweet pussy. Go, try and see if it wants any other flavor but me. You’ll be fuckin’ mistaken’.”
    “Just might.”
    “You do and that’ll be the last time you have me.”
    “Maybe I don’t want you.”
    “Keep tellin’ yourself that.”
    “You’re an arrogant asshole.”
    “Well, you attacked me for my dick today, so I must not be that bad.”
    I jerk on the door handle. “Unlock this or I’ll break it.”
    “Kiss me.”
    I scoff. “Are you insane?”
    “Again, you were just ridin’ my dick. I know you’re pissed now because you don’t understand it, but I still need a kiss.”
    “Go kiss another girl.” I cross my arms.
    “I don’t want any other girl.” My heart flutters. He leans over and wraps a hand around my wrist, untangling my arms. “I want you.” When I lean in to kiss him, he pulls away. “But I want you to want me just as bad as I want you.” I stare at him, dumbfounded. “I want you to crave me, and I always get what I want.”
    Click.
    The door unlocks, and I scurry out. Away from him and away from the feelings he erupts in me.
    No, thank you. Emotionless is my comfort zone.

 
    Kelsey
     
    I’m still fuming from last night. He actually told me no . What in the hell has this world come to? I mean, really, I’m worried for mankind. I’m baffled even now, as I sit in the passenger seat of his truck heading back home. Silence blankets the cab of the truck suffocating the both of us while my temper struggles to breathe, and I wallow in self-pity. No words have been exchanged between us, and my pride refuses to ask for the auxiliary cord, so I’m stuck listening to his music.
    I hate that my feelings are hurt. I hate that I allowed him to crawl under my skin. I hate him. Ugh, that’s a lie. I hate to fuck him? No. Try again . I like to fuck him, just hate him. That’s more accurate . My thoughts are all over the place.
    Parker’s hands grip the steering wheel as we make our way past the city limit sign. It’s been a long, quiet ride. Resting my head on the headrest, I sigh while staring out of the window. The ride away from this sign was so much better than the drive past it. Parker was carefree and the funny guy I know he can be, instead of this broody man. I close my eyes and remember our