My Cousin's Ex boyfriend. . .ch 12

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*Hello all:) Sorry I've been out of it and havnt been uploading. Hope youu all forgive me! I wont keep you from reading this chapter so do tell what you think in comments!:D Oh but I did notice that I put the same chapter twice! I felt kinda stupid so I will do my best to make this as long as I can! Thanks so much, Sara:)*    

RECAP:Luke did a fake sigh. "You said you wanted a ring and now your complaining about getting one. Make up you mind!" He said in a fake whiny voice. I narrowed my eyes. "I've already told you." I said, pointing at Luke. "We ain't getting married..EVER!" "Well ain't ain't a word." He pointed out. "Is so. Look it up!" I said matter-of-factly.  

 Samatha's P.O.V  

 I blew my bangs out of my eyes and sighed. We had already left the forrest, and my only chance at freedom. I would be watched closer and no one would let me out of their sight. I had been 'kindly escorted' out of the forrest, and by that, I mean everyone surrounding me and Luke holding my arm in a tight grasp so I couldn't escape. Im extremly irratated and in pain.   "I need some freaking asprin or something because my side is killing me over here." I complained. He glanced and me. I was sitting with my legs crossed and my arms folded with a small scowl placed on my face. "I'll get you something when we get back to the house. We dont have anything in here." He said. My scowl deepened. "You could at least act like you care more, Gene would." I muttered quietly, not realizing what I had said before it was to late. Luke's body froze, he turned and glared at me.   "Who's Gene, Sam?" Luke asked in a deathly calm voice. My eyes widened. Shit. "No one. Don't worry about it." I said, directing my attention out the window. With lightning speed, Luke grabbed my throat and pressed me further into the seat. I was gasping for air. He brought his lips to my ear. "Who is he? Tell me." He said angrily and let go of my neck. I choked, trying to breath. "SAM!" He yelled. I clutched my neck and glared at him. My voice was strained as I talked. "Who's Gene? Gene's the guy who would never hurt me now matter how mad he got at me. Gene is a great guy. Gene is the man I love. Always him." I coughed again and tears were in my eyes. "He would never hurt me like you do." I whispered, letting the tears roll down my face. I wipped the tears away, ashamed at myself for crying infront of him.   The anger in Luke's eyes vanished instantly as he saw my tears. I sniffled and returned my attention to the window, bringing my knees to my chest. I felt someone get close to me, and I was pulled into a hug. I didn't hug back but I had to blink my tears away. "I am so sorry, Samantha. I promise it won't happen again. I just lose my temper sometimes." He said. Excuses, excuses. I thought. He pulled back and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes, his beautiful eyes. He came in to kiss me but I looked up, so he missed my lips and once again kissed my neck. He kissed that one spot and I shuddered. He pulled back, kissed my nose and then the arrogant smirk was back. I pushed him away from me and then put my hand on my throat. It hurt and I was sure there was going to be a bruise of a hand print. I leaned my head against the window and closed my eyes.   I must have dozed off because I was shaken awake what seemed like minutes later. "Wake up, Sunshine." Whispered a musical voice. I groaned. I didn't want to wake up. "Come on! We're home" The voice whispered again. I opened my eyes and blinked away the sleepiness. "Huh?" I asked, disoriented. The person sighed. "Get up. We're home." The person said in a voice that sounded slightly annoyed. I groaned. "No." I grumbled and closed my eyes again. This time I was lifted and the person chuckled at me. "Always the stubborn one." They muttered and I smiled lightly. I opened my eyes, my tiredness fading and I yawned.   "Decide to wake up, Darling?" I opened my eyes and for a split second it looked like Gene was the one carrying me. I just stared, and then blinked rapidly to see if I was really seeing this. I wasn't, of course, it was just Luke. I shook my head and blinked to get the tears to once again leave my eyes. "What's wrong?" Luke asked. His brows creasing. I shook my head again. "It's nothing." I said. He sighed and set me on my feet. I had forgotten that I was being carried and my legs were like jelly. Luke steaded me and tried leaving the room. "Where are you going?" I questioned. He stopped, not turning around. "I'll fetch you when supper is ready." He said quietly. "I don't want to stay in here." I said, crossing my arms. He sighed. "For once, quit being so stubborn." He said quietly. Was he mad at me? I didn't care but why? "Why are you mad at me?" I asked quietly. He sighed again. "I'm mad at myself, not you." Luke stated, then left the room before I could question him further. I just shook my head and then looked around, noticing I was in a different room then the one I had first woken up here in.   This room was also beautiful but much classier. It had cream color walls with cream and brown accents. The king size bed with a brown comforter and a cream colored throw blanket. A leather lounge chair at the foot of the bed. Paintings also covered the room. A vanity mirror was in the corner, a dark wooden dresser a few feet away from that. Small wooden night stands on both sides of the beds with lamps setting on them. I looked around to find five doors? How strange. Might as well see where they lead I thought, shrugging my shoulders.   The door farthest to the left led into a huge bathroom that had the same colors as the bedroom. There was a jucuzzi bathtub, a tiled shower and even a fish tank! Who has a fish tank in the bathroom? Well these people did obviously. I looked in the mirror and saw the outline of a hand print on my throat. My hand went to my neck, and tears filled my eyes. I closed my watery eyes and took a deep breath. Then I left the bathroom, feeling slightly depressed and went to the next closest door, which happened to be a closet. A guys closet. Nothing interesting in here so I closed the door back. The next door was another closet, with some very cute clothes I noted, but once again, nothing was very interesting. The next door led to the hallway. I knew this without even opening it because I saw Luke exit through it. I went to the last door, hoping for something interesting. The door had heavy curtains on them. I opened the door to find a huge balcony, I gasped. It was amazing, definetly interesting. I walked out onto it and looked over the edge to find a garden below. It was extravagent. A fountain in the middle with rose bushes all around and many other types of flowers as well. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and smiled. Arms then encircled my waist and a head was placed on my shoulder. I didn't have to look to know it was Luke. I placed my hands on his, trying to pry them off but he didn't budge. I crossed my arms over my chest. I could already see the smirk placed on his face. "How do you like the room?" He asked. I thought for a moment. "It's beautiful, I love it." I said. "Who's is it?" I asked, smiling. Probably his parents room. "It's ours, silly." He said, chuckling. "Oh my gosh! Thats amazing!--wait, ours?" I asked, trying to pull out of his embrace but once again failing. I decided to spin around instead, which was a bad plan. I was now looking into my captors eyes. His beautiful blue-purple eyes. We stared at each other for a moment. I looked away first. "Our bedroom you say?" I asked again. That would explain the his and her closets. . .   "Yes ours. Don't give me that look, we're getting married remember?" He asked. "In your dreams. I will never marry you." I whispered. "Why dream about it when I can make it a reality?" He asked, smirking yet again. "Ugh." I said, discusted. I tried pulling away, and failing to do so. "Do you mind letting go?" I asked. He smirked and pulled me closer. "Don't deny the connection we have between us. Things will be so much easier." He whispered in my ear, making me shiver slightly. He chuckled as he noticed. "See," He whispered again, touching his lips to my ear, "you like it, my touch." He ran his hand up my spine, making me move my body closer to his. I grinded my teeth together and my eyes were closed as his lips kissed down my neck, my jaw, and all the way to my shoulder. He took his time, enjoying the fact that he had power over me at this instant, leverage.    He pulled back suddenly that it took myself a minute to realize that he had pulled away. I slowly opened my eyes to see that his were shinning and he was smiling like a kid in a candy store. Then I realized why. My face had a look of pure pleasure. Keeping a straight face is very hard to do when someone hits your weak spots. I frowned and he just smiled wider. Damn him. "Time for dinner!" He said, his face still glowing with pride. "Or we can skip dinner and go straight for dessert." He said wriggling his eye brows. I pushed him away with all my might and then started walking towards the door, a scowl now placed on my face.   I walked out into the hallway but passed as I started down it. I'm going to get lost! I thought. Sighing I went back to the room and found Luke waiting there patiently for me to return. Impatiently I yelled, "Well lead the way! Im hungry!" He simply smirked at my little tantrum and led the way out of the bedroom and down the hall, in the opposite direction I had started down before. I crossed my arms and glared at the floor as he led me to the kitchen. My stomach growled and I realized how hungry I really was. I rubbed on my tummy, silently telling it to shutup, but that just caused the sound to grow louder. I heard Luke chuckl and glanced up to find him watching me. Lovely, I thought. "Food, now." I said again, annoyed as hell. He grinned. "Of course, my wife to be." He mocked, and I frowned again.    He opened the door to his left and motioned for me to follow, smirking like a moron. It connected into a large dining room with a giant wooden table placed in the middle. It was quite fancy and I felt under-dressed to even be in this room, let alone eat in it. "Well arn't you going to sit down?" Luke's voice asked as my eyes landed on him. He had pulled a chair out and was patiently waiting for me to sit down. My eyes narrowed, "Fuck you." I said quietly but sat down. "oh, that can be arranged." He said smugly. I rolled my eyes, not in the mood to argue with him. It was never going to happen. NEVER!   "So what's for dinner." I asked. "Food." He answered. "What kind-of food would that be?" I asked, trying to be patient. He smiled. "Good food!" He said, smiling. "Dear gawd. Just tell me!" I growled at him. I was not in the mood to joke around. He frowned, obviously hurt my sudden attitude. "Lasangna, green beans, rolls, and salad." He answered. My stomach growled again and just like that, him face was smiling again. Seconds later, what looked to be a maid wheeled out a cart and served the food to. I could see the steam rising off of everything and my mouth watered. I picked up my fork and started stuffing food into my mouth, probably looking like a pig eatting from a trough but I didn't care. I was starving!   The food was hot and it scalded my mouth. I knew I would pay for that later but I could care less until my stomach was satisfied. I glanced up to find Luke staring at me curiously. "What?" I asked, my mouth full. He just shook his head. "Well, quit looking at me like I'm some kind-of endangered species." I groaned. He smiled. "You are certainly one of a kind, that's for sure." He said. I already had another spoonful of food in my mouth, so I thought I would be some what civil and swallow my food before replying. "Yeah, whatever." I said. He rolled his eyes. I finished eatting in silence, feeling his eyes on me, but I ignored his gaze.   I pushed my plate away, stuffed. That was some good food, I thought, rubbing my belly. "Now I'm ready to go back to my room." I said. "Our room." Luke answered. I rolled my eyes, "Whatever. We arn't sleeping in the same bed though." I said back. He raised an eye brow, "What makes you think so?" He questioned. I looked at him. "Because we're not. I'll sleep on the floor if I have to but we are not sleeping in the same bed together." I said, determined. He smirked, "We'll see." "Your impossible." I said. I stood up and moved to the door. "Um. I don't remember how to get back." I said, glancing at Luke. He stood up and walked out the door with a cocky look on his face. I sighed. He was such an ass.   I followed behind him silently, getting sleepier every minute. I yawned and stretched my arms. Luke glanced back at me but said nothing. We finally got to the room and we both walked in. I walked to the closet that had womens clothes in search of pajamas to wear. I finally settled on pj pants and a silk tank. I was not surprised at all to find they all fit me perfectly. I left the closet and stopped, wide eyed as I watched Luke stripping down to his boxers. I'm suprised my jaw didn't hit the floor. His delicious looking body was amazing. I quickly composed myself and looked at the floor, walking over to the bed. I stumbled but caught myself and blushed. I looked up at Luke to again, find him staring at me curiously. This time I was more embarrased then anything and I felt my cheeks getting warm. I looked down and heard Luke chuckle quietly. I heard the shuffle of feet and then felt the bed dip.    "Do I make you uncomfortable, Sam?" Luke asked slowly. I looked at him through my hair. His eyes wide, body toned. He was stunning, and he made me very nervous. Nervous of the slightest touch and how I could wake up to find myself regreting everything. Betraying Gene, I couldn't bare the thought. I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt Gene. It would be simple just to lie, of course it would, but that wouldnt stop the guilt from eatting me alive. Gene and I weren't together, not yet anyway but still, the thought of him or myself with someone else was unthinkable. Something about him made me fall, fall really hard for him in the few short hours that we had known each other for. He was incredible. I smiled as I pictured his face in my head.    "Sam!" My head snapped towards the voice. I grimanced at Luke. "What?" I asked, annoyed. "Unbelieveable!" He said exasperated. "What the hell were you just thinking about, or more like who?" His voice was angry and his eyes solid black with anger. I crossed my arms and looked at the floor. He scared me when he was like this. Out of nowhere, I was pinned to the bed. "WHO?" He screamed in my face. "Was it this Gene guy, huh, was it, Sam?" I was wide eyed and my face was a look of fear. He looked down at me for a few minutes and his black eyes went back to their normal color and his tensed shoulders relaxed. He closed his eyes and then sighed deeply. He looked at me again. "Sam," He said gently. "This Gene guy and my temper do not mix, I will try not to think about this guy but dont make it so damn obvious you're thinking about him; You belong to me, and soon we will be married." He had closed his eyes again.    He then rolled off me and got off the bed. "Get some sleep. I'll be back in a bit." He picked me up effortlessly and placed me under the covers, kissed my forehead and then left the room. I sat stunned for a moment. My back popped and I settled into the bed but I knew then and there that it was going to be a sleepless night.   Comments?? Was it any good? Let me know! Love Saraa:)

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