Tamed (Torn #5)(13)

He scooted closer to me. “I’ve been watching you for over three months, but I know nothing about you. Call me curious.”

I leaned closer to him. “There’s nothing interesting about me. I’m sure you have more on your mind than my birthday, my favorite color, and what classes I’m taking.”

I rested my hand on his upper thigh, catching myself by surprise. I’d wanted to touch him for months, and now that I had even a little bit of his attention, I couldn’t help myself. His breath hitched as my hand slid higher up his leg. My hand would have been shaking from nerves if it hadn’t been resting against him.

Adam’s eyes flashed to Chloe and Drake before returning to me. “I don’t f*ck my friends’ friends anymore. It always turns out bad.”

I grinned, my pulse racing, as I stared into his eyes. I wanted this man more than anything else. “Do I look like I’m the type to cause problems?” I asked.

“No, but you look like a f*cking angel. That’s almost just as bad.” He rested his hand on top of mine.

I almost groaned at the skin-on-skin contact.

I jumped when Chloe poked me in the ribs and motioned to the door. “You ready?”

I glanced back and forth between Adam and Chloe. “Actually, I was going to hang out here with Adam for a little longer.” I pulled my keys out of my purse and handed them to her. “Take my car. I’ll catch a ride back with someone.”

Chloe looked back and forth between Adam and me before winking. I watched as she told everyone good-bye and left. As soon as she disappeared, Drake stood.

“I’m out of here,” he said without looking at any of us. He stormed to the door and disappeared.

I hoped he wasn’t trying to stop Chloe.

“I’m tired, too. You ready to head home, Jade?” Eric asked.

I’d only recently learned that those two lived together. I’d assumed they were a couple, but Jade had laughed it off.

“Yep. We’ll see you guys later,” Jade said, flashing a smile at Adam and me.

“Guess we know how to clear a room,” I joked.

Adam turned his attention back to me. He studied me so intently that I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

“Why do you keep staring at me?” I finally asked.

He shrugged. “I’m just trying to figure you out.”

“I hate to break it to you, but I’m not exactly a mystery.” I removed my hand from underneath his.

“Oh, I think you are.” He paused for a moment. “I can’t figure out your end game. Most women want me because they think I’m the key to getting close to the band. Thanks to whatever f*cked-up relationship Chloe and Drake have, you’re already in.”

I frowned. “If you know those women are only using you, why do you let them?”

“Why wouldn’t I? They get their five minutes with the band, and I get laid.”

I had never expected this part of Adam. I’d seen him for what I thought he was—a wild, sex-crazed guitarist who only wanted women for sex. I’d never really thought about the way other women saw him. It made me sad to think about the way others used him.

“I never expected to have this type of conversation with you,” I said after a minute of silence.

He grinned. “I don’t usually talk this much. I’m no good at conversation, but I’m very good at other things.”

“I can only imagine,” I mumbled.

He leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. “What do you want from me? Besides a f*ck, of course.”

“Who said I wanted to f*ck you?” I teased.

“I can see it in your eyes and the way your lips part when you stare at me. I know women, Amber.”

“So, maybe I do,” I said, my eyes darting to his lips. I wanted him to kiss me right here for the world to see.

“But what else do you want?”

“Nothing,” I said, surprised when I realized the statement was true. I didn’t want a thing from him other than sex. This man was under my skin already without even trying. I knew I’d never find relief unless I had a taste of him.

“Nothing,” he echoed, his eyes never leaving mine.

I jumped when he suddenly pushed his chair back and stood. I gave him a questioning look, but instead of speaking, he held out his hand. I took it without a second thought and let him lead me to the door.

Once we were outside, he led me across the lot to an older model Ford Escort. It wasn’t a dream car by any means, but I hadn’t picked him because of the car he drove.

“Where are we going?” I finally asked as he unlocked his car.

“My place.” He paused. “Unless you’d rather sneak me into your dorm room.”

I thought of my super boring roommate, Eva, and shook my head. She’d shit herself if I brought a guy home. “Let’s go to your place.”

He opened his door and climbed behind the wheel. I hurried to open my door, and then I slid down into the passenger seat. The car rumbled as it started, the sound so loud that I felt my body vibrate as he pressed on the gas.

He tore out of the parking spot and hit the main road, going faster than even I drove. I stayed silent as we drove across town to an older apartment building. After pulling into a parking spot, Adam shut off the car. I stared up at the three-story brick building next to us.