Chapter Twenty Eight

Chapter Twenty Eight
Zen’s POV
This girl was out of her damn mind. I had never been more pissed off and turned on at the same time in my life. Part of me wanted to scold her, telling her all the reasons what she did was stupid as hell, and part of me wanted to fuck her against this department store with no regard to who saw. She was stupidly courageous, and actually had to gall to run from me all for the sake of giving me a smoke. I was so ready to quit for her, only to be told that she liked how they tasted. What the hell? Most people in general found it disgusting, but this crazy girl wanted it. Then, she said she accepted me and I couldn’t hold back. It was sappy and ridiculous, but those words on her lips sent my heart flying from my chest. I wanted to say fuck it to the shopping, and take her home so I could explore every inch of her clever body. She had manipulated me, challenged me, excited me.
I was evermore thankful to the cigarette in my teeth for relaxing me. I glanced down at her hands, which were trembling still. I wasn’t sure if it was the cold or if she was still afraid of me. I hated seeing the fear in her eyes when I looked at her, but it was also somewhat arousing. How sick does someone have to be to find scaring a woman fucking arousing? I sounded like a damn sociopath. Hell, maybe I was.
I reached my hand up to touch the bruise on her face, pleased when she leaned into me instead of flinching away. She still trusted me. The smoke was at its end, so I took one more small drag, holding it until she met my eyes. I turned my face up just barely, so the smoke flew over her shoulder when I exhaled. She closed her eyes, breathing it in and relaxing her shoulders. She looked like she needed it more than I did. I smirked at her, making her cheeks blush in that adorable way that they did. I flicked the remaining ashes from the end of the cigarette, before holding whatever was left of it an inch away from her mouth, butt towards her.
Her eyes widened in confusion, but I nodded at her. “If you want it, Princess.” I offered, keeping my voice low and soothing. A small smile graced her lips and she wrapped her lips around the end, looking in my eyes for instructions. I was so fucking horny by the display that it took me a second to respond. “Relax your throat and suck on it. Just a little one, though. So you don’t cough as bad.”
She followed my directions, a small cough escaping at first, but she quickly recovered and finished the drag. I snuffed the rest of the cigarette on the wall, tossing it to the ground. She held the smoke in her mouth, still staring at me, waiting on me. My eyes immediately darkened. I licked my lips before leaning down to capture hers, urging her to open her mouth by tugging at her bottom lip with my teeth. She did, releasing the smoke into my open mouth and the cool air around us. It warmed my face, and I could feel my dick hardening at the mix of her scent and menthol. Why was this so damn sexy? I just tainted this pure, innocent girl, and I loved it. I felt closer to her, like we were one step closer to being on equal footing.
I gave her one more quick kiss on the lips before pulling away, a huge smile plastered to my face. She looked shyly back at me. “That wasn’t so bad.” She murmured, licking her swollen lips. “I do feel calmer now.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her assessment, running my hand through my hair. “I’m going to hell.” I chuckled, entwining my hand with hers and leading her back inside.
“I’m coming with you.” I heard her mutter under her breath.
To my surprise, she did all of her shopping in Dillard’s instead of the pricy boutiques scattered around the mall. Her clothing choices were all practical and functional, sticking to jeans and plain tops. She shooed me away when she was choosing her underwear, but I managed to grab a pretty white lace thong before checking out.
After we got to the van and unloaded our bags, I locked the door.
“What? Aren’t we done?” She asked, but I was already walking back towards the mall.
“Oh no, baby. Not even close.”