Across the Stars, Chapter 2
An update! Yay! I hope you all are liking it so far <3 I’m having so much fun writing it! Word of warning: There is foul language and a bit of sexual content in this chapter. But, it you’ve read ACOMAF, you can definitely handle it. Please like/reblog if you enjoyed it! It’s so encouraging to receive a response!
Rhys leaned his head against the back wall of the hallway, staring at the door to his own apartment through his eyelashes. He was only prolonging the inevitable, he knew. She’d been furious on the phone, and he would have stayed at the diner longer, might even have actually ordered something, if only to keep an eye on that girl, Feyre, but he hadn’t wanted her to hear Amarantha screaming at him. He hadn’t wanted to shatter the illusion she had of him.
Especially as he certainly hadn’t missed the flash of jealousy and disappointment when Amarantha’s picture appeared on his phone the first time she’d called him.
And now that bitch was in his apartment, waiting to scream at him. Probably naked so he’d have a harder time fighting back. So she’d be able to use his desire against him. Five years with her, and he knew the routine.
He ran a hand through his hair, half slumping back down the wall. He should try to change the locks again. He should try to file a restraining order against her again. Not that it had worked the other times he’d done so, but…Wasn’t it worth a shot?