making me jump and Riley begin to wail.
“I’m not sure I know what you mean,” I stepped to the side hoping inviting him inside would somehow calm his temper or at least prompt him to divulge what exactly had him so upset.
He crossed the threshold, but stepped close to me instead of moving further into my living room.
“I heard you went to Conductor’s last night,” he bit out, his voice still raised and Riley heightened his screams in response.
My own temper began to boil in response to his tone. “First, you need to stop yelling. I really don’t appreciate your yelling at me and you’re really upsetting the baby.” I stepped away from him sideways, gently comforting Riley and depositing him in his playpen to gnaw on a plastic key ring once his tears dried.
“I don’t even understand why you take care of that little bastard,” he mumbled.
I whipped around to look at him, my eyes narrowed into slits. “What exactly do you want?”
Puck stepped close to me again, his chest brushing my crossed arms.
“I don’t like my girlfriend getting drunk and rubbing all over Travis Fisher, especially when he’s got you playing mom to his mistake.”
“When did we decide I was your girlfriend Puck?” I was angry with him for insulting an innocent child for the second time and his claiming me as his girlfriend before discussing it with me added to that anger, lighting a fuse in my belly.
“I thought that was what you wanted Pipe,” his voice softened and he reached out to me, running his hands from my shoulders down to my elbows where he rubbed his thumbs against my skin. “I know that’s what I want.” He leaned in to kiss my lips and caught my cheek when I turned my head away.
I didn’t know if I wanted a boyfriend. Being with Puck, especially considering how he’d acted that afternoon, didn’t feel right. It didn’t feel right to enter into a new relationship so soon after drastically changing my life. Giving Puck a cold resounding ‘no’ was on the tip of my tongue, but then I looked into his eyes. He was there and interested in me and we had fun when we went out. Still, I wasn’t ready for anyone to call me his, especially before we’d even talked about it.
“Can’t we just keep it casual?” I stepped back from him, pulling my elbows from his grasp, a little afraid of how he might take my request. “Can we just have fun and see where it goes?”
“Sure Piper, whatever you want,” his features were pulled tight and I could tell he wasn’t happy, but I couldn’t give him anything more.
He leaned close to press a bruising kiss to my lips and I let him. He pulled my body flush with his, my arms, still folded, were pinned between us as he held me so tightly I felt a constricting pressure on my ribs. His kiss was claiming, his tongue demanding entrance into my mouth, only pausing in its onslaught for his teeth to nip at my rapidly swelling lips. When he pulled away I was breathless, whether from the tight grip he still maintained around my torso or from his kiss I didn’t know.
“Want to hang out tonight?” his voice was heavy with suggestion.
“I have plans,” I just wanted to be alone. I needed a few Puck-free hours to think about our relationship or lack thereof.
“With who?” his arms tensed around my body and his voice became suspicious.
I opened my mouth, having no idea whose name I was going to blurt out, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Puck released me and I opened it to find Bailey, wearing her signature boots and a baby pink halter top.
“Hey honey,” she leaned in to kiss my cheek before brushing past me into my living room. She stopped when she saw Puck, “Oh, I didn’t know you had company,” she gestured toward Puck with the bottle of wine she held in her hand.
“He was leaving,” I tried to sound chipper instead of mean.
“I’ll see you soon Piper,” Puck whispered before leaning into me for another kiss.
He took my lower lip between
“I’m not sure I know what you mean,” I stepped to the side hoping inviting him inside would somehow calm his temper or at least prompt him to divulge what exactly had him so upset.
He crossed the threshold, but stepped close to me instead of moving further into my living room.
“I heard you went to Conductor’s last night,” he bit out, his voice still raised and Riley heightened his screams in response.
My own temper began to boil in response to his tone. “First, you need to stop yelling. I really don’t appreciate your yelling at me and you’re really upsetting the baby.” I stepped away from him sideways, gently comforting Riley and depositing him in his playpen to gnaw on a plastic key ring once his tears dried.
“I don’t even understand why you take care of that little bastard,” he mumbled.
I whipped around to look at him, my eyes narrowed into slits. “What exactly do you want?”
Puck stepped close to me again, his chest brushing my crossed arms.
“I don’t like my girlfriend getting drunk and rubbing all over Travis Fisher, especially when he’s got you playing mom to his mistake.”
“When did we decide I was your girlfriend Puck?” I was angry with him for insulting an innocent child for the second time and his claiming me as his girlfriend before discussing it with me added to that anger, lighting a fuse in my belly.
“I thought that was what you wanted Pipe,” his voice softened and he reached out to me, running his hands from my shoulders down to my elbows where he rubbed his thumbs against my skin. “I know that’s what I want.” He leaned in to kiss my lips and caught my cheek when I turned my head away.
I didn’t know if I wanted a boyfriend. Being with Puck, especially considering how he’d acted that afternoon, didn’t feel right. It didn’t feel right to enter into a new relationship so soon after drastically changing my life. Giving Puck a cold resounding ‘no’ was on the tip of my tongue, but then I looked into his eyes. He was there and interested in me and we had fun when we went out. Still, I wasn’t ready for anyone to call me his, especially before we’d even talked about it.
“Can’t we just keep it casual?” I stepped back from him, pulling my elbows from his grasp, a little afraid of how he might take my request. “Can we just have fun and see where it goes?”
“Sure Piper, whatever you want,” his features were pulled tight and I could tell he wasn’t happy, but I couldn’t give him anything more.
He leaned close to press a bruising kiss to my lips and I let him. He pulled my body flush with his, my arms, still folded, were pinned between us as he held me so tightly I felt a constricting pressure on my ribs. His kiss was claiming, his tongue demanding entrance into my mouth, only pausing in its onslaught for his teeth to nip at my rapidly swelling lips. When he pulled away I was breathless, whether from the tight grip he still maintained around my torso or from his kiss I didn’t know.
“Want to hang out tonight?” his voice was heavy with suggestion.
“I have plans,” I just wanted to be alone. I needed a few Puck-free hours to think about our relationship or lack thereof.
“With who?” his arms tensed around my body and his voice became suspicious.
I opened my mouth, having no idea whose name I was going to blurt out, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Puck released me and I opened it to find Bailey, wearing her signature boots and a baby pink halter top.
“Hey honey,” she leaned in to kiss my cheek before brushing past me into my living room. She stopped when she saw Puck, “Oh, I didn’t know you had company,” she gestured toward Puck with the bottle of wine she held in her hand.
“He was leaving,” I tried to sound chipper instead of mean.
“I’ll see you soon Piper,” Puck whispered before leaning into me for another kiss.
He took my lower lip between
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