Page 18 of Beyond Fate


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That wasn’t the mission.

Fuck.

“You’re seriously taking me shopping right now?” I came out of his room with my jeans and shoes on, but I’d kept the hoodie. His eyes swept over me, and he nodded. I moved until I was standing right beside him, until I had to lift my chin to stare. “I don’t have any money.”

His jaw ticced, and his hand came up. I wasn’t sure if I needed to flinch or lean in… but his fingers just smoothed a few curls off my forehead, carefully dancing across my skin.

“I took out extra. I think I’ve got it covered.”

The fifty thousand extra he’d taken out was… for me?

“I don’t think —”

He twisted a strand of hair on his finger and tugged just this side of too hard. It made my breath catch in my throat, and an embarrassing sound nearly clawed its way up from my chest.

“You’re mine, remember? I’d be a pretty shit person if I didn’t at least buy you some fucking underwear.”

There was something else behind his gaze when he said it, something warm and violent, but satisfied.

He wanted me to be his.

I didn’t understand why he wasn’t just taking what he obviously thought he owned, what I was more than willing to give. I started to step into him, but he let me go and walked to the front door.

“Come on.”

This was ridiculous. He was ridiculous.

Apparently I was, too, because I followed him.

The car was silent while we drove, and when Jayce pulled into the mall parking lot, I realized he was serious.

“We’re really doing this, huh?”

Jayce looked at me, and the corner of his lips lifted into the first smile I’d seen on his face today. “Yeah. I don’t have enough shit for you to steal. Though…” His hand stretched out and he plucked at the edge of the dark hoodie I wore. “This looks good on you.”

I’d been worried he would keep treating me to silence, that I’d done something to break whatever it was between us when I tried to tempt him. I was certain I’d broken him when I saw the almost feral gleam in his eyes — and honestly, I was pretty sure I’d broken myself in the process.

In all the years I’d been doing this, in all the ways I’d tempted people and tried to get information out of them, no one had ever looked at me the way Jayce did.

No one had ever looked at me like they wanted to eat me whole, like it was self-control alone that was saving me from some vicious fate I might really enjoy.

No one had ever looked at me with as much want as him — and if they had, then they’d always taken what they desired.

Jayce held back.

He held back, and I still didn’t understand why. I was a strange mixture of frustrated and impressed.

I didn’t know. I just knew that I had to keep pressing — I had to keep doing my job, because there was nothing else I could do.

I was already in too deep. And I’d never failed an assignment.

Jayce wasn’t going to be my first.

It still felt weird to get out of the car and silently follow along behind him. His eyes glanced over me, and a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“So, are you more of a trendy or broody person? I don’t know if I should take you to shop where the clothes are fancy or comfortable.”

He seemed completely amused with his teasing, even though I had no idea why. I looked down at the hoodie and black jeans I wore, the dark boots on my feet, and then I glanced back up at him with an arched brow.

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