The air in the room suddenly shifted. Blaze's jaw ticked in annoyance but he did not utter a word. It was the first time Amy had seen him remotely quiet and she was feeling anxious.
"That was quite the snarky comment you made Amy. I'll have to cut your pay for that "
Unbelievable. But Amy was quickly getting used to it by now. She was somewhat unfazed by his unreasonable demands and way of doing things. She glared at him
"If you cut any more of my pay, I'll have to consider doing charity work for you. There's barely anything left to cut"
"And whose fault is that?"
"I presume you want me to say it's mine?"
Blaze turned to look her dead in the eye, his eyes filled with an emotion Amy couldn't fully comprehend. It drew her in as much as it unnerved her. He leaned in, grabbing her ear roughly, his breath was inches away from her face and her heart raced like a mouse trapped in a cage with a python. Desperate to escape this new feeling of being trapped, Amy leaned back into the backseat but he leaned in further like two magnets being pulled in one direction. Her back pressed against the seat and the feeling of being trapped returned its full force. His thigh pried hers open and his eyes dilated as they stared at each other. Blaze felt himself get turned on by the proximity. Amy held her breath, when he pressed further till he was fully on top of her.
"Are you saying I'm responsible for your lack of awareness?"
Amy shook her head immediately surrendering to him.
"No. But that doesn't make you any less of a stingy boss"
Blaze huffed.
"You should one more word to that" before she could question him, he leaned in and kissed her feverishly. It felt like he was punishing her for going against him, for being stubborn and a thorn in his flesh. Amy welcomed his punishment and kissed him back with the same intensity. She wanted him to feel punished by her own frustrations and annoyance for him. She wanted him to surrender to the kiss of the one he deemed unfuckable.
Blaze was completely lost in the kiss, his hands had a mind of their own as they molded her neck, then slowly to the two pieces of distraction on her chest. The bane of his possessiveness. He touched her softly, like he was memorizing how her breasts felt in his palm. Amy moaned, a sound that cut sharply through the quiet interior of the expensive car. The sound felt like a warning drawing Blaze from his horny trance. He pulled himself up and straightened his clothes while Amy took a deep breath to calm her nerves. None of the said a word for the rest of the ride even as the car pulled up in front of the hotel and the driver gave them a weird look. During the elevator ride, Amy felt her tense shoulders as they accidentally rubbed against his arm and almost fainted. Blaze on the hand was facing forward like a statue, refusing to even look at her.
Guess, she finally broke him along with his last patience. When they finally made it back into the hotel room, Amy dashed for the bathroom, took a much needed bath and changed into pajamas. She was intending on crawling into the couch and calling it a night to avoid the tension. When she walked out, she found Blaze shirtless on the couch, he had his glasses perched on his nose and talking on the phone
"Siri, I really am not in the mood. You know Grandma Mari has been trying to set you up since she found you sneaking around with a girl last year"
The other person responded with a laugh
"I know, bachelorhood does not make me any less horny"; the voice continued. Now it was Blaze's turn to laugh
"You're a dick you know"
"Now now, that's no way to address your big brother B"
Blaze raised a smooth brow, a reaction Amy had come to understand was his reaction to anything that surprised him.
"Drinks on me when I get back"
"Apology accepted"; the voice replied immediately
"Ah before, I forget Carina returns from Canada in a few weeks. Get ready for a family dinner because Grandma will find any excuse to have her seated at her table so she can torture us with the thought of marriage and kids"
The voice, Serial let out a windshield wiper laugh so contagious that it made Amy smile involuntarily.
"Okay, I'll prepare my best suit and wait for it"
Blaze nodded,
"See you soon Siri"
"Goodnight Blaze, I've still not forgotten the drinks"
Blaze nodded again before cutting the call. He ignored Amy, like he'd been doing for the past 5minutes when she walked in and strode into the bathroom. He needed his sanity intact especially after what had happened between them tonight. He was convinced that she was a fuse waiting to catch fire and he was the heat needed to light it.
Amy settled in for the night, immediately passing out from exhaustion. Blaze found her sleeping peacefully in the couch. Memories from the night before invaded his mind. The cramped space on the couch and waking up cuddling her. He knew about his sleepwalking syndrome but last night was not one f those episodes, it was a deliberate selfish attempt to sleep comfortably. His secret of hugging something in order to sleep was well kept between his brothers and his mother. He couldn't fully remember the cause but by the time he was 3, he could barely sleep without a plushie. Last night had been horrible because the pillows had provided no warmth leaving him to toss and turn till he was forced to share the couch.
Gathering her in his arms, he carried her to the bed. It was their last night and in his best interests for him to share the bed, unless he was willing to risk a neck cramp like this morning's. She sighed softly when her head hit the soft pillow, making Blaze pleasantly intrigued. He settled him, pulled the covers and hugged her softly. Amy stirred and whispered something that caught Blaze off guard
"I can't fall for him"