I am so so so sorry!!!! A million times sorry, I haven't updated in a week. I have been sick and frankly I make suckish chapters when I'm sick. I also had absolutely no time to write but today, I decided to hurry the hell up and write the chapter I promised you. My apologies once again, I promise I won't take so long next time, but I hope you wonderful people understand. To make it up to you I wrote a long chapter with lots of Fax. Lots of thanks to my faithful reviewers I absolutely loved each review and you were the reason I posted another chapter.
This chapter is one of my least favorite though, nothing majorly interesting happens but it does have fax. Tell me what you think abut it and if you have suggestions please tell me about them and don't forget, the more peolple who review the faster I update so keep reading...xoxo angie
I lay on the side of my bed facing Fang. His body was shifted toward mine and emitting a strange warmth that spread through my whole being. His arms were holding me protectively against him, comforting and strong.
Fang didn't say anything about answering my questions but his eyes had betrayed him so that I knew he was close to caving, it was just a matter of time though, and I'd wait. I mean I'm not a patient person but I could make an effort.
I thought about how he'd looked at me earlier tonight, how he tried telling me a bunch of things without saying anything, and I let out a confused sigh.
After Fang promised to tell me about Ari, I'd quietly closed the window and positioned myself in my bed, gathering the courage I could muster to face whatever he was going to say. I'd looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to finally reveal some of the answers to my questions. But to my total disappointment he shook his head and said, "Not now Max, tomorrow."
And giving me no time at all to argue with him, he got on the bed next to me and pulled me beside him, resuming our current position.
My fingers skimmed his arm, making their way up to his shoulders and back down again. He was wide awake and he shuffled closer to me, cutting our distance short. He reached for my face and started tracing my lips with the tip of his index finger.
I shivered against my will and my hands moved from his arms, to his chest and all the way up to the back of his neck, where I played with his black hair. One of his hands circled my waist and he pulled me completely against him, making a quiet gasp escape from my lips at our sudden proximity.
I looked up in the darkness to meet his eyes and shivered at the intensity behind them. My whole body was fully aware of his hands which roamed the bottom of my shirt, tracing the skin above my hips, his thumbs leaving circular trails of hot fire there.
I decided to explore a little on my own and I let my hands wander from his neck, down his back and up again, sliding my hand through the front of his shirt to trace the lines of his defined stomach. Fang made a low sound in the back of his throat and he rolled us so he was on top.
My breathing sped up and he lowered his head and started to place soft, tender kisses along my jaw line, down my neck and back up again, making my eyes shutter close, not wanting this incredible feeling to end. Slowly, gently he placed his mouth on mine. His lips soft and tender, like our first kiss had been.
With a jolt I realized I didn't want to be gentle. I crushed my lips more firmly against his and rolled us over so that I was on top. My hands went to his midnight hair, tugging and running my fingers through it, over and over again. The tip of my tongue traced his warm, full lips and he groaned at the feel.
Fang's mouth nudged mine open and let his tongue edge just past my teeth, making me yearn for more of him. I reveled in the feeling of his tongue entwining with mine and moaned from the prickling sensation.
This kiss was better than the last one, maybe because of its intensity or that this time we were really alone and in complete darkness, but kissing Fang just kept getting better and better.
Soon both of us were out of breath and I was the first one to pull away. His mouth never left me though, his lips moved down my jaw to my neck, and lingered on my collarbone, leaving wet, fiery kisses everywhere his lips touched.
I felt his hot breath travel from the side of my neck all the way up to my ear and when I heard him speak, I shivered at the sound of his voice.
"Tell me," Fang breathed seductively, "Why did you follow me tonight?
He started kissing my temple, running his lips down to my cheekbones and lingering at the edge of my mouth. He was making me dizzy and I couldn't concentrate on his questions, which was so not fair.
"Was there really any need to do so? Even when you knew I wanted you to stay here?" He whispered, pulling away from me and sitting up.
His voice didn't sound mad or accusing, he said it all matter of factly, like he was letting me know what I did wrong, and if it wasn't for the fact that this boy was driving me crazy, I would have been arguing about what I did, even though now that I think about it, roaming the forest at midnight didn't sound like a good idea.
I sighed and looked up at the ceiling, not daring to look at him, afraid of his expression. I decided to speak to him this way, blurting out the whole truth before I could have second thoughts about it.
"I felt you leave and I was afraid…Not for me, but for you. I kept thinking of the possibilities of something happening to you and about what you are really hiding and I went after you. So not thinking clearly of what I was doing, I ended up lost and finding…Ari." My voice was barely a whisper, telling him as little details as possible.
"I saw them, I saw you. After you faced them, Ari lost it a bit with me and we ended up almost fighting, until Sam called it off and Ari and his followers left." My voice had an edge to it as I remembered the night events, how badly I had wanted to rip Ari's head off.
I looked at Fang then, examining his reaction. His eyes were darker than usual and his mouth was pressed in a tight line and for like the hundredth time tonight I waited for him to say something.
Sighing he pulled me up, hugging me to him in a warm, protective embrace. Fang spoke up minutes later, his voice barely audible in the quiet night.
"I know Ari from way back." Fang said carefully, choosing his words correctly. "We grew up in the same place. Max, out there things aren't always what they seem. Ari's not the same as you or any other kids at school. Sometimes things…happen that change a person."
He turned me to him, gauging my expression. I just raised an eyebrow at him, urging him to elaborate.
He spoke only after a couple of minutes, weighting what he could and couldn't tell me, and after having his resolve, he spoke. "For now all you have to know is that he is bad news. I'd very much like it if you stayed away from him and his…pack."
"What about you? Don't tell me you can take them all by yourself!" I challenged. Fang may be right but that didn't mean I was going to let Ari intimidate me.
Fang laughed darkly, the sound low in his throat, resembling a growl. "I wouldn't worry very much about myself, Max."
Warning bells sounded off in my head, but I ignored them. I decided that I was going to stay the hell away from the forest and when Fang decided he was going to really tell me about the Ari business, I was going to do something about him.
Settling on this thought I lay down and decided to sleep off the day events, wanting sleep to take me into a dreamless slumber. Ignoring the way my gut told me that Fang didn't tell me half of what was really going on.
When I woke up I found myself alone in the bed. With a groan I realized today was Monday, which meant I was late for school. Again. Oh well, better never than late.
I fumbled with the bed sheets and let them drop, standing up and looking around for any traces of Fang. I doubted he went to school without waking me up but he was nowhere in sight. I furrowed my brow and asked myself if last night happened. The more I thought about it, the more I wasn't sure.
Heading to the bathroom, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and had to suppress a mortified groan. My brown hair was matted and disheveled. My face was dirty and had a few scratches here and there, with the fine exception of the ugly scar left by Ari. Completed with the purplish bruise from when dear Ari slapped me, I would have caused fashion agents to get strokes.
I decided to take a hot shower to get me relaxed and clean again. I started thinking of what Fang might be doing, and a small smile made its way to my lips when I thought about him, making me curse by how girly I've had become.
Heat rushed to my face as I thought about our kiss and my not so disguised response to it. I didn't know how he managed to get this reaction out of me, especially my most embarrassing ones like last night.
I walked out of the bathroom, my wet hair dripping, with a towel wrapped around my body. I realized that in my distraction I had left my clothes in my room, good going Max, just perfect!
I ran all the way to my room and to my total embarrassment I found Fang sitting on my bed. Just the perfect time for him to show up right! Note the sarcasm. He looked up at me when I came in and raised an eyebrow, the hint of a cocky smile grazing his lips.
My face flushed and before I could yell at him to get out, he stood up and walked his way over to me. I felt very self-conscious in a towel and the fact that he stood there inches away made my breathing speed up.
My face was beet red by now and just as I was about to bolt from the room, he took a step closer. My eyes widened a bit and I took a step back, putting a little distance between us.
Either he didn't care or he didn't notice the warning in my eyes, but he took another step closer to me and placed his hands on my hips, making me shove him in a defensive motion. Fang's lip curled a bit and two seconds later he had me pressed against the wall. Did I mention I was in a freaking towel!
"You have exactly three seconds to get the hell away from me and out of my room before I do something both of us will later regret." My voice was surprisingly calm and even, the opposite of how I really felt, but the warning was still there.
Fang chuckled a bit at that, but the sound came out hoarse, the sound so sexy that I gripped my towel tighter around me and started making my way around him, working hard to keep my self control from slipping.
He wasn't having that. In a quick motion Fang grabbed my arms and swooped down capturing my lips with his. His smell intoxicated me, the smell of the forest earthy and musky, reminding me of home. His smooth lips moved roughly against mine, wanting to get closer, yet knowing his boundaries.
His hands moved from my arms to my sides and took hold of my waist, pressing me to him more firmly but not daring either. He pinned me against the wall, and kissed my neck, finding my pulse and biting lightly on it, making a wave of desire wash through the last bit of willpower I had, I pushed him away, making him stumble backward. His eyes were so dark and wild that I couldn't speak for a long time.
"That was out of line." I didn't sound mad though as I should, breathless and exited were a better description of my voice. I looked pointedly at Fang, my eyes said "push me and I'll kill you"and he laughed, for the first time ever, he laughed. The sound so musical it made me want to throw myself at him.
He smiled his full, stunning smile and made my heart squeeze, but his smugness ruined the moment
"Not my fault I have no self-control."
Before I could smack him for his irritating cocky answer, he leaned down and gave me a chaste kiss, cutting off any nasty word I was about to call him and chuckling he left the room, shutting the door behind him.
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