Page 31 of Twisted Truths


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“Miranda.” His dark eyes looked serious.

My head fell back as I roared with laughter. “Looked like Stanley doesn’t like you much.”

“He’s a demon.” He dropped to the floor.

“He’s a goat.” I laughed harder. “They’re their own people.”

His laughter joined mine as he looked around the loft. “This place seems cool.”

Shrugging, I got up and climbed over the bales to grab the rope. “I like it.”

“I’m…” His laughter died off and he sighed.

“You’re what?” I swung out across the loft. “Sorry that your girlfriend called me a white trash bitch? Or that you didn’t stop her?”

“It doesn’t matter what I say. You won’t believe me.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t get why you’re so mad at me. You didn’t want me back in middle school, and I gave you space.”

I swung back to my starting point. “Try again, rich boy.”

“Why do you hate me?”

“I thought you liked me, especially after pulling me into the cleaning closet at the restaurant.” I swung around again. “Then you got with Victoria.”

“Oof.” He tried to catch me and went flying. “Are you talking about when you got back?”

“Yeah.”

He wrapped his hands around my waist. “Let go.” A smile spread across his face, making his dimple show, and I felt my brain shut off.

Then I surprised myself by listening.

“I still remember kissing you.” His hands spanned around my waist, and he brought me down, keeping me against his body. “Victoria told me you didn’t want me around.”

“I’m sure she did.”

His lips brushed against mine. “She said she heard your friends talking and when she asked your friend, he said that you would’ve told me when you were ready.”

“I had a crush on you.”

He leaned in and rubbed his nose with mine. “And now?”

“I thought we agreed you’d leave me alone.”

“Is that what you want?” His voice deepened, and goosebumps swept across my skin.

The air felt suctioned out of the barn and I found it hard to breathe. His eyes darkened, and I felt his erection press against me.

I watched his Adam’s apple bob in his throat as he licked his lips. Henry’s voice dropped low when he spoke. “What is it you want?”

I closed my eyes, trying not to look into his. “For you to leave me alone.”

His arms tightened around me. “No.”

Henry’s tongue licked my bottom lip, and my hands grabbed his head as I pressed my lips against his.

His groan rumbled against my chest and I felt my nipple tighten. My legs wrapped around his waist and I felt his hands cup my ass.

I could feel my body respond to his, and I hated myself for it. Breaking our kiss, I swallowed and asked. “What about…”

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