The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 1

Book 1 Chapter 20 

I clean my teeth and step out of the bathroom; I can hear Jayce in the kitchen, so I make my way down the stairs. All of a sudden, the lights cut out and I‘m plunged into darkness. My breath catches in my throat, and I miss a step on the stairs, I drop down and my ass hits the steps. I try to stop myself, but‘l slide down and thunder to the bottom. 

‘Myra? Shit are you okay?‘ I hear Jayce‘s voice and his footsteps on the corridor, instantly feeling re lieved. 

‘Yeah I‘m fine, I mumble, sitting up and rubbing my leg. I jump as he kneels next to me, the second lin hale his scent, I feel better. 

‘I can hear how fast your heart is beating, are you honestly alright?‘ He asks, and I feel flattered by the worry in his tone. 

I‘m okay really, I just...I really don‘t like the dark,‘ I admit, feeling stupid. He chuckles and wraps his arm around my shoulders. Before I can process his actions, he has scooped me up in his arms and is carrying me up the stairs.; 

Come on; let‘s go to sleep, his deep voice comforts me and I don‘t complain as he sets me down on his bed. I slide off my jeans and top, leaving them next to the bed, I‘m suddenly very grateful for the black out so he can‘t see me. 

‘Can I wear one of your tops?‘ I call out as he fumbles about in the bathroom. 

‘Second drawer down, he replies, and I try to remember where the dresser was when I saw it earlier. 1 reach out blindly across the room, eventually finding the dresser. I freeze as I hear the bathroom door open, and he steps into the room. 

‘Are you dressed?‘ He asks, his voice gives away his desire and I swallow hard. 

‘No, I‘m just getting a top now, I attempt to reply calmly, but my voice shakes a little. 

There‘s just so much tension between us, I can‘t cope with it. 

I wait nervously as I hear him pad across the carpet, tensing up as he steps behind me and reaches around. I feel his arm brush against mine as he picks a top and instead of handing it to me, he guides my arms into the sleeves, effectively dressing me. He pulls the top down over my head and I inhale sharply as he pulls it down over my hips, his fingers brushing against my thighs. We both paused for a moment, I can feel his cool breath on my shoulder, just as I turn around to kiss him, he moves away, and I hear him get into bed. I crawl under the duvet and wait for him to say something as I don‘t want to be the first to break the silence. 

‘Do you know it‘s been two weeks?‘ His voice makes me jump, its husky tone meaning I want him even more. 

‘Two weeks since what?‘ 

‘We met each other, he says casually, but his voice has softened and it‘s sweet that he‘s thought of that. 

The morning sun shines on my face as I start to wake up, I scrunch my eyes closed and roll away, try ing to escape its rays. I roll onto my side and frown as something tickles my nose, I open my eyes and re coil as I realize I have my face in Jayce‘s armpit and it‘s his armpit hair tickling my nose. 

‘As much as I‘d love to, we‘ve got to go to work, I tell him, giving him a quick kiss and then slipping from his grasp to get ready as he huffs in annoyance. 

‘You okay, Myra?‘ Damien‘s voice calls out to me, and I jump, realizing I‘ve just been staring at my com puter screen.