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liquor on his body

"What're you doing?"

"Making a mess," pouring the bottle of alcohol over the open wound that is now bleeding. "Fuck that sting."

I can't stand still like that watching his failed attempted to reach his bleeding side, besides I should let him know that I'm grateful, I'm not going to act like a bitch just like him

"Here let me help you." I push his hand away. My stomach clenches from nerves, my heart hammering hard in my chest, steady solid eyes scanning me, his eyes like possessed with a demon, no, he is a demon

He cocks up his brow, "are you playing nurse now", I'm shaking like leaf in a storm under his eyes, but I should pay him that debt

"Nah, I'm beyond grateful for saving my life but I don't like debts" his eyes wide for a moment and washed away back to his cold blank expression

"And do you think nursing will make us even" no joke no kidding sign on his face, just dead serious sign hanged on his face, he always has an answer for every question, which makes me frustrated to death because sometimes I'm trapped and don't know what to say

"Maybe we can, just if you start to teach me how to start" he still soundless, which is unlike him usually he will strangle me for fighting back and call me his favorite word 'brat'

all this stubborn because she doesn't like debts, so do I, that's why she is here because she is my debt and I won't let her go tell I pay is all

My breath hitched, I was a little shocked when he handing me the bottle of vodka and lean against the sink, He pulls slightly at the skin to open the wound.

"Just pour that on and then glue me up." can't take my eyes from that blood ooze from the hole in his skin, "Is this really safe?"

"Okay." She grits her teeth as if she's the one getting burning alcohol poured all over open wound, but I've suffered worse so I tip my head back and bite the inside of my cheek as she sets my side on fire.

"Looks bad," I comments. Near to puke on him, when it's come to blood I'm the worst person in dealing with it and add to the list syringes

A cool air hits my side, causing me to glance down. She's blowing little puffs of cool relief onto my wound.

a silence, I thought he lose his consciousness but he still on his feet, so I look up at him and I saw him gazing at me intently from my reflection in the mirror, I feel my blood pump to my face, what wrong with him?

The sight of her so close to my groin is setting something else afire. I grab for some tissue, start dabbing at the wound so we can glue it up, and end this before it turns to along disaster night.

That hole wasn't the first, his torso was packed with scars, old scars, I'm not astounded that seems like the normal thing for a man like Fox

"Now glue me shut" I waggle the bottle at her. Nodding, she pulls the cap off. "Dab a thin line on both sides of the wound"

But one was exceptional, not like the others in his heart covered with tattoo

Carefully, she spreads the glue in place and then I squeeze the flesh together, hissing a little as glue strings. I slap a gauze strip over it and hand her the tape. As she winds the tape around my waist, her breasts touch my back and that—combined with the touch of her soft hands

"Let me finish up," he offered to take the tape from me "No, I got it,"I said

With a shaking hand, I touch the skin there. Just before I reach him, I rear back realizing what I was just about to do. As I lower my face and try to turn away, Fox grasps my hand but didn't still on the puckered and mutilated flesh on his chest.

It feels surprisingly soft under my fingertips. Touching the soft small hair, that's my first time touching anyone or to be exact a man, I always disgusted at the idea of touching their bodies especially the hair, but no it's totally something else

I stare at her grits her teeth as if she's the one getting aching, she doesn't she makes sure she's well away from my lower region. It doesn't matter. Just her nearness is making me dizzy with arousal and want

His stomach clenches and contracts. I'm not sure if this is in discomfort or pain, so I pull my fingers away from him, There are no words. I'm speechless.

My heart aches.

He's A'hole. A huge A'hole. But I wouldn't wish this on anybody. I want to say something but the words just don't come. What can you possibly say to in situations like that?

the look in her eyes make my hunger swell like crazy hurricane about to explode if she didn't cut her crap, and I will fail to keep my promise in keeping her save

What happened?

How was it, was it hurt? ... crap

maybe she gives the look of inexperience and naïveté at the first impression, but she burying something else inside something new no one knew about just her, and I can easily tell from the color changes in her eyes, and that color enough to tell me there's a beast inside.

 you wanna talk about it?

When? why? How? all are useless

I open my mouth but he cut me

"Nothing," I say and then nearly run to get out of the bathroom. I flop down on the sofa wishing I had at least a couple of those bottles of vodka down my throat instead of on my side. I'm going to need something so I don't think about having sex with this girl every five seconds.

"You can have the bed." huh, no thanks or anything, he is laying on the sofa checking on his phone

Fine

 

 

Chapter 20 .... Hot Sin

Like a ghost

 

I climb to the bed, he is noiseless busy on his phone typing something, as we talk;  two things that Fox never let out of his sigh or let me say three, his phone, gun, and me. 

For minutes I completely forget about how I can call Mathew and my mind filled with definitely not answered questions and all of it running about the hot mysterious man, Fox

I sighed but stop in the middle of the process, my lungs packed with air as my chest still puffed up, I regret taking that breath because it was a smelly and I know where that came from

Pull my shirt to my nose, yak, I'm nasty

I need to take shower but I have nothing to put on and sure, I won't sleep with those on, but ... what I may possibly wear

"A, um" my sound came roughly like if I just finished my cigarette, that was enough to pull his eyes to I... personally, his look was enough to make my taste sour

"I, um, I have to take a shower" I don't know why I stutter, it's too embarrassing at the fact to tell a hot stranger a private things

I know some say showering is not a 'private' but the part ' I stink' or 'can I use your clothes'. I don't know how to sketch that

he watched me with one brow up, I don't know what he's scanning; if I'm telling the truth, that no need because my smell leave the whole bugs in the room laying suffocated on the floor

Normally I don't need to take a permission to take shower, in fact, I don't know why I do all this moreover his eyes make the situation creepier

"So you want me to what? Clean you up" his lips twitched in his famous evil smirk

My jaw kiss the floor and the circulation trapped on my face, I didn't see that answer coming at all, that was enough because he throws his phone and sat on the sofa, his gaze never left me nor that evil smirk

"I'll be happy to help you know" I was wrong again, I forgot I'm talking with the Satan

"No, I'm asking you because I need clothes dumbo, and obviously I don't have any, besides I will never sleep like so smelly and full of dirt, I need that shower"

at the time I finished my lecture he was right before me with a dead face, when my mind works again, I gulped and take a step back

"What did you just called me" his voice was calm, but calm has never held the mean of comforting it always embraces disaster

it's the cool before the storm, the most worse I don't remember what I said, my mind searching and throwing all the dialogues I've said since I was a child, I am stupid that is a global fact no one can change it

I try to figure out quickly but it's hard to focus with the moment he needling me with his eyes, I mean c'mon I always call him names, why that touch him, is he has a child hostility issue, well that will be an issue even to me, no one like hostility

"You don't want me to ask again" with no hesitation, I shake my head

I would never ask him to repeat, that face is the second, no third, Nah, it was maybe the fourth or tenth thing on his list that inflames him

"No, don't, you will add fire to the fuel, just give me a moment, I try to focus on what.."

"It's 'add fuel to the fire'" I stopped taking his words in.

That makes sense, no one pour fire, wait, did I said that, I look at his face, my eyes widen its like watching the bloody moon or any unique phenomena, all that fury gone and replaced with a smile not smirk a smile even its petite but god that makes him more hotter and younger

No, he is not even near my age, from this closeness, I can see the small white lines are mixed with dark hair in his beard, The wrinkles in the angle of his hooded eyes.

 in point of fact I'm not sure if he is even in the line of twenties not in the middle maybe the end of it, maybe in thirties, I'm not sure. 

he's  complicated, eager, he is calm, realistic, and lifelike, he is the kind of boring dull you know

"You should smile often, its suit you more than the grouchy face of yours" my voice sound enchanted by his charm, he was like stripping me with his eyes

I clear my throat when I realize that I'm melting like chocolate under the hot sun, the differences he is a hot Sin

His face backed with amusement as he flavored it with one brow up "you do it again"

I can fight the shiver that runs in my spin from his cold voice, it's more whispering with masculine and as close as he packed my nose and my lung with his aroma

My voice suddenly dropped like temperature in winter mirroring his, "Do what?"

He didn't answer just staring at me, and I don't have time or body or mind to evaluate anything

The sign in my head hanged again ... 

'gone fishen'

He stepped more close, common

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