Bad Boy's Pet

Number 12

Her heart was speeding faster than vehicles on the highway. She could not bring herself to believe what had just happened. What she had just done. She did not regret it. How could she? When she felt so amazing? When he held her like that? Disappointment penetrated her haze of joy when he rolled off her and she heard him get up. She heard the rustle of clothes and then the door opening.

Embarrassment made her keep her eyes shut. Was he leaving? Really leaving? He got what he wanted after all. Her eyes opened reluctantly and even though she already knew he was gone, it felt worse when she confirmed that he was not there. He had not even said a word to her.

Tears pooled in her eyes as she wondered how she could have been so stupid. He made it clear all he wanted was s*x. So why did she expect him to hold her for hours and let her fall asleep in his arms? She had led herself to disappointment. The thought made her feel stupid and she hated that.

She wrapped the sheets around her again and attempted to stand up but a small groan escaped her lips at the soreness between her thighs. She felt raw. Like an almost healed bruise that was painful and pleasing at the same time.

She took a deep breath before her second attempt and when she was on her feet, she looked around the well-arranged room with humorless wonder. She had let a playboy take her virginity in her brother’s room.

“Stupid, stupid girl,” she muttered to herself the tears threatening again.

“Are you okay?”

She whirled around so fast, she felt dizzy and started to wobble. He crossed over quickly and helped her sit at the edge of the bed. “What’s wrong?” He asked with a slight frown after a few seconds.

“I just, I thought you left.” She answered and watched as he raised a glass of water.

“Drink,” it sounded more like a request than an order and she touched her throat, suddenly parched. Taking the cup from him, she drank half of it. “Okay?” He asked and she nodded. There was something off with him. She did not know what but there was something. Her eyes followed him as he dropped the cup on the side table and her worry increased when he did not turn back to her.

“Is something wrong?” It was her turn to ask.

“Wrong…” he turned around slowly then folded his arms as his gaze levelled coolly on hers. She wondered how he could look so intimidating in nothing but black shorts. “Why did you not tell me you were a virgin?” He asked.

“You did not ask.” She tried for a teasing smile that disappeared with his disbelieving look. “I don’t know. It did not come up and I just…” she shrugged “Why is that important?”

He straightened “Doll, your first time is not something I should have taken away so carelessly. You should have wanted it but I more or less seduced it out of you. If I knew you were so innocent…fuck!” He ran both hands in his hair while she tried to understand his annoyance.

“But I did want it.” She argued.

“Did you?” His eyes narrowed. He knew what he was doing following her into her house. He had known she was going to be easy to seduce and that was exactly what he had done. But damn if he did not feel guilty as sin for being so callous.

“I may have been a virgin but I am not stupid. I wouldn’t have let you seduce me if I didn’t want to be seduced.” She answered getting a little angry that he was undermining her.

“Is that right?” His smirk was beautiful and annoying “You are saying my seduction had nothing to do with it?”

“It did. But I wanted you back and I don’t regret anything. If you do then I am sorry.” Feeling more than a little embarrassed, she wrapped the sheet more securely around herself and walked out of the room to her own room. If she was going to have a crisis, she would like to be wearing more than sheets that could fall off any second.

She looked up when her door did not close behind her despite her shutting it. “You look angry.” Cade told her and she almost rolled her eyes.

“Could you excuse me? I need to get dressed and I need some privacy.”

“Privacy?” He laughed “After what we just did?” He sounded like he was laughing at her and she did not like that.

She started to feel humiliated on top of being embarrassed and upset and it caused tears to spring to her eyes. She looked away, blinking rapidly to keep them from falling. “You are not very nice.” She told him and instead of the snarky retort that she was expecting, he was quiet. She would think he left if his presence was not still soaking up all the common sense she was supposed to have.

Stupid, stupid girl, she sniffed.

She did not hear him move but he was raising her chin up so he could peer at her a few seconds later. She wanted to step away from him but her legs wouldn’t move. After all was said and done, she still wanted him.

Stupid, stupid girl, she muttered in her mind and wished the floor would open up and swallow her when she felt a tear streak down her face.

She was already embarrassed enough in front of him not to add that to the list. She stepped away from him and used one hand to wipe it away vigorously. “Doll, I am so sorry. I did not mean to make you cry. I will excuse you if that’s what you want.”

The tone of his voice made her look up at him and her stomach did a backflip at the pure concern etched on his face. It held no mockery or amusement. Just concern and regret. She did not want him to leave. She wanted him to hold her and tell her it was all fine even though it would be a lie. But he already said he wasn’t the type.

“Leave. Please.” Her voice was barely above a whisper but he nodded and obliged closing the door behind him. A few seconds later, she heard the front door open and she started to run out of the room to tell him she only meant for him to leave the room and not the house but she tripped on the sheet and found herself on the floor.

She did not bother getting up. She curled into a ball and let the tears fall down her face as she laughed at herself internally.

And to think a few minutes ago, she was thinking she was in heaven. If hell had a pit where only your heart burned, she supposed that would be it because it felt like her heart was on fire and she had no idea of how to stop it.