Embracing Trouble (Trouble Series)

Embracing Trouble (Trouble Series) by Dee Bridle

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Will leaned over me and opened the door for me with a wink. I giggled and climbed out of the car on shaky legs.
    “Bye, beautiful Ava,” grinned Will as he closed the door.
    I giggled, “Bye,” as the car engine rumbled and then noisily drove off down the street.
    I felt my pocket for my key, hoping I hadn’t lost it, and then I accidently dropped my phone on the grass. A hand that didn’t belong to me picked it up for me, and I gasped to see Zac was with me. Expecting him to still be in the car that was now probably at Noah’s, I stumbled back and lost my footing.
    I landed on my butt in the grass and groaned with an “Ow.”
     
    Zac
    “You okay?” I asked crouching down to her, wondering if her father was home and if he was a light sleeper.
    “My butt hurts,” she mumbled, pushing her hair off her face in annoyance.
    I hid a smile, thinking how adorable she looked, defenseless but mad.
    “If you weren’t so pissed, I’d offer to rub it better,” I mumbled.
    “What?” she said.
    “Nothing,” I said.
    “You were driving,” she said next, not looking up at me.
    “I was,” I agreed.
    She looked puzzled, like she was trying to understand the situation..
    “Why did you come and get me?”
    I looked down at the grass between us and tried to brush off the situation.
    “Just wanted you home safe.”
    She suddenly hiccupped and then groaned, “I think I’m going to be sick.”
    “You’ll feel better if you do,” I said.
    She groaned again, and said, “I hate throwing up.”
    A neighbor’s dog started to bark across the road.
    “Let’s get you inside first,” I said, leaning over and lifting her in my arms. “Anyone else home?”
    She let out a soft sigh as I cradled her into me and she rested her head on my shoulder.
    “No, just me.”
    “How the fuck were you going to get inside by yourself?” I asked quietly in disbelief.
    I wanted her to be safe, not coming home to an empty house at four in the morning. I used her key and unlocked the door, stepping inside the house and kicking the door shut.
    “I was going to go home with Tyler and screw him seven different ways,” she mumbled, her eyelids drooping.
    I stopped at the foot of the staircase and looked down at the beautiful sarcastic girl in my arms.
    “Only seven?”
    “Mmm hmm,” she said, her eyes closing. “At least he wants me.”
    I took a deep breath, wanting to tell her that I wanted her more than anyone else and I’d screw her so many different ways she would lose the ability to count, but she was drunk and almost asleep. Besides, I was meant to be keeping my distance, which wasn’t working out so well.
    I headed up the stairs and found her room, looking around and taking it all in. She moved slightly in my arms and then nuzzled up to my neck.
    “You smell nice,” she moaned against my skin.
    My self-control was being tested, and I swallowed hard as I headed over to the bed and gently put her down. She nestled into the pillow with a soft moan, and I had to count to ten to get some order to my body with all blood going down south. God, I wanted her. I imagined her moaning my name as I pleasured her and had to turn away.
    I needed to go home and have a cold shower and leave her alone. I shouldn’t have gone to the party to pick her up, but I hated the thought of her being drunk around high school boys. I had the insane urge to protect her, and it was driving me slightly mad. I took one last look at her and then turned away, knowing I had to stay away. High school boys had nothing on me, and I was the one she needed protecting from.
    I left the house making sure the front door was locked behind me and I headed home.
    “You’re back already? Things didn’t go well then?” asked Noah as I stepped inside.
    “Did you at least fucking kiss her?” asked Will sitting on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table.
    “Will,” warned Noah, knowing I was frustrated and that it wouldn’t take much more for me to knock Will

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