Playing Patience

His eyes took me in for my response, but I just stared back at him. His words were so meaningful and soft and I felt them heavy in my chest. He said he loved me and I knew Zeke. He was incapable of lying. If he said it, he meant it.

Twenty-Three

Zeke

I kept picturing myself beating the shit out of every guy she talked to with my guitar. I had to be careful with thoughts like that seeing as how I’d actually done it, but seeing her openly flirt with all those assholes at The Pit was driving me nuts. It was no less than I deserved, but it fucking sucked.

No matter how pissed off I was, I couldn’t let it take me over. We were sure there was a record executive in the crowd watching us and I wouldn’t be the reason our chance was ruined.

I couldn’t stop looking at her. For one, I kept an eye on her just in case some asshole took it a little too far and two, I missed her so much and the fact she’d been ignoring me drove me bat-shit crazy. I’d never had a woman refuse me. Go figured the one I gave a shit about would do it.

I stayed on stage playing even though every nerve in my body screamed to go down there and get her. She was dressed like never before. The denim miniskirt she wore was just long enough to cover her ass and the black top barely covered her tits. She looked fucking delicious and all I could think about was getting her alone and tasting every piece of exposed flesh.

By the time our set was over, I had a massive hard-on pressing against my jeans and my blood pressure felt like it was about to burst my eyes. The fact that she occasionally looked up and cut her eyes at me or sucked on her beer bottle like it was a cock let me know she knew what she was doing. Her show was for me, and I’d be sure to let her know what I thought of her show as soon as I could.

At Finn’s house, I waited for the opportunity to get her alone and once I did, I learned some very important things. One, angry makeup sex was the best kind. Two, Patience was a freak. She ripped at my skin and growled and I fucking loved it. The sweet, shy girl was replaced by a seductive goddess and that goddess liked it rough.

The most important thing I learned was that she loved me. I had an idea that she cared about me, but I wasn’t sure it was love she felt.

Her face when I confessed I was in love with her was priceless. Her eyes lit up in shock and a tiny smiled played at her lips. She was flushed from our wild sex. A tiny sheen of sweet shined on her forehead and above her top lip. She looked amazing and satisfied, but more than anything, she looked happy.

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

And just like that I was a taken man. My heart would always belong to Patience and as long as she would have me, I was hers for the taking.

“Come home with me tonight,” I said as I caressed her waist with my thumb.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“If you don’t stop doing that, I’m going to want more.” She grinned up me.

I chuckled.

“Baby, I’ll give you anything you want.”

“Anything?” she asked with a raised brow.

“Anything.” I leaned in and softly kissed her.

And I would, too. I’d make sure from this point on not to screw up when it came to my snowflake and no matter what, I wanted to make her happy.

We held hands on the way to my apartment and we barely made it to my room before we were at it again. This time it was up against my bedroom door with my pants around my ankles and her skirt around her waist. She was insatiable and wild, and I loved seeing her with so much happy freedom.

The next morning, I woke before her and watched as she slept peacefully in my bed. Her platinum locks were spread across my pillow and occasionally she let out a soft snore. As I looked down at her, I knew I was the happiest I’d ever been in my life. It would never get any better than this.

I ran my fingers through her hair and she moved closer to me with a soft moan. I lay there with my fingers in her curls and contemplated my next move. Once I graduated, I would go to work. Selling drugs had to stop. A drug dealer was no good for Patience and I wanted to be good for her.

The drinking had to slow down too. I was headed on a one-way track to being my father, and I’d have myself admitted somewhere before I became a disgusting alcoholic like him. There were many changes I wanted to make, things that were good for me and things that were good for Patience.

I didn’t realize she was awake until I felt her softly kiss my chest. I pushed her hair from her face as she nipped at my nipple ring. I loved having her mouth on me and I hissed out loud when she sucked the ring between her lips.

“You’re trying to kill me, woman. Will you at least feed me before you take advantage of me again?” I smirked down at her and ran my finger down the side of her face.