Elias (New Adult Romance) (West Bend Saints Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

smirking at me.  What a smug asshole.
    I didn’t know why I was so pissed off.  It was something about that cocky smile on his face, like he was so much better than me.
    He knows nothing about me.
    "Screw you," I said, turning on my heel and walking into the store.  Inside the bathroom, I splashed water on my cheeks.  I stared at my reflection in the mirror, at the flush that covered my cheeks and the pink splotches across my chest.  I put my hands on the sink and took a few deep breaths.
    It was his attitude that got me, that I'm-better-than-you-are thing that cut through me like a knife.  I had put my past behind me.  I wasn’t that white trash girl anymore.  The darkness from my past, it was filed away, boxed up like the shit of mine my mother kept as reminders, like the tattered stuffed bear I used to cry myself to sleep with at night.
    It was funny how life worked...you did everything you could to change who you were, to become the person you wanted to become, the person you thought you were.  And then it just took one comment from someone to make you feel like that stupid little girl again.
    Always thought you were better than the rest of us, River.  You're my child, you hear me?  You'll never be better than me.  No matter where you go, how much money you make, how many fans you have, you'll always be my child.
    What she said wasn't meant to be comforting.
    It wasn’t true, I told myself.  But my heart was still racing.  I reached inside my purse and pulled out the small box.  As soon as my fingers brushed the leather case, I felt a rush of warmth flood my body.  My heart rate started to fall. 
    I'm just looking, I told myself.
    It had been six months since I've done it.  I didn't even do it after I walked in on Viper and my sister.  I ran my fingertips over the leather of the case, but I didn't open it.  Instead, I slid it the kit containing my razor blade back into my bag.
    I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palm.  The pain was a distraction, not even near the same as cutting.  But I focused on it instead.
    I took a deep breath, and walked out the door.
    And into Elias.
    He was standing in front of the bathroom door, not even bothering to be fucking polite about it, his hands on either side of the door frame.  Like he owned the space.
    The way he was looking at me made me shiver.
     

     
    The way this girl was looking up at me, her lips slightly parted, this flush on her cheeks that made them all rosy, like she had just gone running or something... I couldn’t fucking think about anything else except being inside her.  I didn't move from where I was standing in the door frame, not to touch her.  But I felt her inch closer to me.
    "Following me?" she asked.  Her voice was soft.
    "I want to know what you were really looking at back in the parking lot,"  I said.  "If it wasn't my leg, what was it?"
    She exhaled forcefully, and I didn't know if she was pissed off or not.  Until she answered.  "Your ass."
    "Excuse me?"  I heard her, but I wanted to hear her say it again.  I felt this thrill rush through me, and I swear to God all the blood in my body went straight to my cock.
    "Your."  She took a breath, punctuating the word.  "Ass.  I was looking at your ass while you were walking in front of me."
    I felt myself grin.  I couldn't help it.
    "What?" she asked.  Her lips were so goddamned pouty I couldn't think straight.
    "So you're some kind of reality star or what?"  I opened my mouth, and that was the question that came out.  It wasn’t the question I wanted to ask.  The question I wanted to ask was the one about whether she was getting married.
    River sighed, loudly this time.  "No," she said.  "But my wedding was supposed to be televised.  Live.  Last night.  To Viper Gabriel."
    "Shit."  Viper Gabriel.  "You're dating Viper Gabriel?"  Now I recognized her.  I had seen her on the cover of magazines.
    Fuck.  She wasn’t just a little bit famous .  She was