me by surprise.
His anger caught me by surprise.
Frowning, I replied, “It didn’t seem important at the time. This isn’t anything but some fun between us. Nash didn’t need to know about it, and besides, I don’t make a habit of telling my brother the details of my sex life.”
“Jesus, Carla, you don’t get it, do you?” He rubbed the back of his neck and stared at me, waiting for my answer.
My breathing picked up pace as the weight of his anger crushed over me. I stood my ground. “No, I don’t get it, Havoc. I don’t get this dumb male shit that Nash has going on. I’m a twenty-three-year-old woman for God’s sake. I can run my own life.”
“That’s between you two. What I’m focused on is the fact I slept with a club member’s sister, and he’s not happy about it. A problem with a brother is the last fuckin’ thing I need in my life.”
Steadying my hand on my hip, I threw out, “So, you’re saying we should just go our separate ways now?” My blood pumped furiously through my body as annoyance engulfed me.
Why did I come to Sydney with him?
How could I be so stupid?
His body stilled and he blinked, but his anger didn’t leave his face. “I’m not leaving you alone in this city,” he snapped, confusing me even more.
I threw my arms up in the air. “Well if you don’t want anything to do with me, but you won’t leave me alone here, I’m not really sure what other options there are.”
He paced the small motel room, exhaling a long, harsh breath. Havoc truly was a contradiction. I remained quiet while he paced, unsure of where this conversation would end.
Finally, he stopped pacing and looked at me. “I’ll finish what I came here to do and then I’ll take you home. And then we’re done.”
“There is no we , remember? So there’s nothing to be done .” I stepped away from him and grabbed my bag and phone. “I’m going to get a decent coffee. Maybe when I get back, you’ll have calmed down and got your shit under control.”
As I took a step towards the door, his arm flicked out and his hand wrapped around my wrist. He yanked me to him and then shoved his fingers through my hair, gripping me there. His wild eyes bore into mine. “Maybe when you get back, I’ll fuck you senseless,” he growled.
White hot desire flowed through me at his words.
Angry sex.
The best kind.
His grip on my hair tightened as my arms moved under his so I could place my hands on his shoulders to hold him there. “Maybe you should.” My words came out all breathy. “I think it would do wonders for your foul mood.”
Another growl rumbled from his chest and he pulled my hair, yanking my head back. We watched each other through lust-filled eyes. There was no denying the attraction we felt for each other.
With one last tightening of his grip on my hair, he rasped, “Go.” He let me go as he took a few steps away from me.
The way he’d said that word was as if it was the last thing he wanted me to do, but the one thing he needed me to do. Havoc had never frightened me before, but in that moment, he did.
As I walked out of the motel room, I worked to steady my breathing as the concern swept through me.
What the hell has gotten into him?
----
“ I don’t get men sometimes,” I complained to Velvet over the phone an hour later. I’d arrived back at the motel room to find Havoc gone. That hadn’t surprised me. What had surprised me was the note he’d left me on the bed.
I ’ll be back in a few hours.
Need to blow off some steam.
I’m an asshole.
“ W hat do you think has gotten into him?” Velvet asked.
I settled myself in the centre of the bed with my legs crossed. “I’ve got no freaking clue. It’s like he changed from this guy who asked me to come with him for some fun and sex, to this moody, dark guy who turns angry for no reason.”
“Well, I get why he was pissed about the Nash thing. You’ve gotta admit you were at fault there for not telling him your
His anger caught me by surprise.
Frowning, I replied, “It didn’t seem important at the time. This isn’t anything but some fun between us. Nash didn’t need to know about it, and besides, I don’t make a habit of telling my brother the details of my sex life.”
“Jesus, Carla, you don’t get it, do you?” He rubbed the back of his neck and stared at me, waiting for my answer.
My breathing picked up pace as the weight of his anger crushed over me. I stood my ground. “No, I don’t get it, Havoc. I don’t get this dumb male shit that Nash has going on. I’m a twenty-three-year-old woman for God’s sake. I can run my own life.”
“That’s between you two. What I’m focused on is the fact I slept with a club member’s sister, and he’s not happy about it. A problem with a brother is the last fuckin’ thing I need in my life.”
Steadying my hand on my hip, I threw out, “So, you’re saying we should just go our separate ways now?” My blood pumped furiously through my body as annoyance engulfed me.
Why did I come to Sydney with him?
How could I be so stupid?
His body stilled and he blinked, but his anger didn’t leave his face. “I’m not leaving you alone in this city,” he snapped, confusing me even more.
I threw my arms up in the air. “Well if you don’t want anything to do with me, but you won’t leave me alone here, I’m not really sure what other options there are.”
He paced the small motel room, exhaling a long, harsh breath. Havoc truly was a contradiction. I remained quiet while he paced, unsure of where this conversation would end.
Finally, he stopped pacing and looked at me. “I’ll finish what I came here to do and then I’ll take you home. And then we’re done.”
“There is no we , remember? So there’s nothing to be done .” I stepped away from him and grabbed my bag and phone. “I’m going to get a decent coffee. Maybe when I get back, you’ll have calmed down and got your shit under control.”
As I took a step towards the door, his arm flicked out and his hand wrapped around my wrist. He yanked me to him and then shoved his fingers through my hair, gripping me there. His wild eyes bore into mine. “Maybe when you get back, I’ll fuck you senseless,” he growled.
White hot desire flowed through me at his words.
Angry sex.
The best kind.
His grip on my hair tightened as my arms moved under his so I could place my hands on his shoulders to hold him there. “Maybe you should.” My words came out all breathy. “I think it would do wonders for your foul mood.”
Another growl rumbled from his chest and he pulled my hair, yanking my head back. We watched each other through lust-filled eyes. There was no denying the attraction we felt for each other.
With one last tightening of his grip on my hair, he rasped, “Go.” He let me go as he took a few steps away from me.
The way he’d said that word was as if it was the last thing he wanted me to do, but the one thing he needed me to do. Havoc had never frightened me before, but in that moment, he did.
As I walked out of the motel room, I worked to steady my breathing as the concern swept through me.
What the hell has gotten into him?
----
“ I don’t get men sometimes,” I complained to Velvet over the phone an hour later. I’d arrived back at the motel room to find Havoc gone. That hadn’t surprised me. What had surprised me was the note he’d left me on the bed.
I ’ll be back in a few hours.
Need to blow off some steam.
I’m an asshole.
“ W hat do you think has gotten into him?” Velvet asked.
I settled myself in the centre of the bed with my legs crossed. “I’ve got no freaking clue. It’s like he changed from this guy who asked me to come with him for some fun and sex, to this moody, dark guy who turns angry for no reason.”
“Well, I get why he was pissed about the Nash thing. You’ve gotta admit you were at fault there for not telling him your
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