Come and Get It

Sammie Harris's life has been filled with tragedy ever since she could remember. When she was ten, her father was shot by her older brother for reasons she won't tell. After that her mother became addicted to drugs and sex. All of these brought back mental and physical abuse to her household.
One summer's day, she decided that she was through...
That was when she met the new boy in town...the boy with the secret...

WARNING::: This book contains sexual hinting and scenes, talking and participation in drug use, the use of alcohol, and a large amount of cussing.

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9. Our bodies sparked...

Sammie's POV

I walked with Paxton down the street in a thick jacket with a hood, comfortable fuzzy pj bottoms, and my old dirty converses.

My arms were crossed on my chest, my eyes set in front of me.

I was freezing, but there was no way I'd let Paxton know that. He was walking around during freezing weather in only a short-sleeve t-shirt, boots, and jeans.

What the hell?! How?

I wish I knew his secret though, then I wouldn't be freezing my tits off...

Paxton chuckled, and I looked at him, "What?"

He smirks, "You need me to stand a little closer?"

I blinked, surprised. It was as if he'd heard my thoughts.

"Why would I need that?"

He then looked amused, "You're shaking, Sammie." He stepped closer, his arm extended out to wrap around my shoulders.

I gave a sigh as I let him draw me to him. A low, rhythmic purring started in the center of his chest. The noise slowly began to lull me to sleep, believe it or not...

Soon after that, I had him carry me because I had gotten too tired to keep walking.

I dozed off and fell into a light sleep.

*****

When I opened my eyes, they settled on a grey colored wall. I wasn't too sure where I was until I flipped over and onto my back, looking around me slowly. I was in a bed with dark covers-I couldn't see much because the curtains didn't let in too much of the moonlight. Dark grayish-blue walls decorated with a few shelves and posters surrounded me. On the shelves looked to be some trophies of some sort. I didn't dwell on that long before my eyes scanned down over the figure beside the bed. It looked to be a desk with a computer on its surface. I may be wrong... But my bets were on that because there was obviously a computer chair not too far away from it.

I heard a low grunt, and felt my body be tugged to the side. With a gasp, I gazed down at the sleeping figure beside me.

Laying there with his eyes closed and his beautifully sculpted lips parted was Paxton Gold.

So, all that happened was real... It actually happened.

I slowly laid my head down against the pillow, feeling him tug me once more to his chest. I had no choice but to follow his pull.

I sighed as I rested my cheek on his chest. He was so warm...

His arms wrapped around me, a low growl erupting from his throat. I felt his legs slightly entwine with mine, and shivered with delight.

My body sparked everywhere we touched, causing electricity to run through my veins. His touch seemed to be intoxicating... And I only wanted more of it.

I snuggled up to his chest, hearing him lightly whisper, "Mine..." In his sleep before I, too, drifted off.

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