Font Size:  

We couldn’t escape the truth that normal didn’t fit into either of our worlds. And it was impossible to forget the whys of our situation.

Why I was with him.

Why we were currently headed toward the bar.

Why hatred was the base of every emotion I had for him, and he had for me.

And why did it feel so damn easy and good to be tucked into his side when every man before him had mad

e me nauseous and want to recoil? Why did it have to be him?

“Think we’ll see your brother tonight?” Kieran asked when we were almost to The Jack.

A pang hit my chest, but I quickly pushed the hurt away.

Be nothing.

“No.” I blew out a drawn-out breath. “If I had to put money on it, I’d say you wouldn’t see him for a while. He tends to avoid places if he thinks I’ll be there.”

Kieran made a sound somewhere between annoyance and amusement. “He seems nice.”

He used to be the best. “Yeah.” I managed a weak smile, then hurried to ask, “Do you think we’ll see Dare?”

“I don’t know. He doesn’t have a pattern.”

“So, we’re just going to watch and wait.”

Kieran gave a slow nod.

“Because you still want to get your revenge even though you realized what Lily really was to you. And what she wasn’t.”

His arm tightened around my neck, like his entire body still reacted to hearing her name.

“Jessica,” he said in warning.

“Yeah. No, got it. Don’t say her name. Don’t talk about what you’re doing.” I dropped my voice to whisper, “Don’t remind you that you’re making a mistake.”

“I heard that.”

“I know.”

For the next couple minutes, we walked in silence.

When we reached the far corner of the building, Kieran pulled me to a stop and brushed his mouth along my ear. “You don’t have to come in. But I have to do this.”

Rejection sliced through my chest.

Funny. Its sting had never been so painful before.

A puff of a laugh fell from my lips. “Yeah, you don’t need me getting in the way of your plotting. I should get back to my street anyway.” I took a step away and was slammed back into his hardened body.

“That’s the last place I want you to go.” His voice was all rough and grit as his hand tightened on me possessively.

And damn him . . . I’d never craved a touch so much.

My legs threatened to give when his mouth passed across my neck and trailed below my ear.

“Go anywhere but there.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like