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I popped my eyes open.

“Is there a difference?”

“Yes, missing me implies you’re the only one doing it. Missing us should let you know I’ll miss you too.”

That was an odd way of putting it. I wasn’t entirely sure it made sense, but his words made my heart swell nonetheless. And that felt so good right then.

I knew without him I’d be back to reality. Cameron would still be in a coma. Nyx would still be an almost completely different person. Bella would still be haunted by memories only she could see. And Ace and those kids were still missing, along with Darrian.

“Is it about her?” I quietly asked. He’d told me his full story, not leaving out anything. It was amazing what you could learn about someone in forty-eight hours.

I knew his little brother was sixteen—just two years older than Bella. And I knew about Darrian.

“Yes and no. Yes because she is someone who would search for me. No, because the only woman I see is right underneath me. I wouldn’t do that to you no matter how badly I wanted you to hurt.”

I nodded, placing my hands on his shoulders. We needed to work on that hurting me thing. He slowly lowered his mouth and kissed me, softly for once. I knew it was his way of saying a temporary goodbye, but I wanted to be with him always—funny how that worked out.

I moaned contentedly when he began to move inside me again, my pussy contracting around him as he grew hard again. I held onto him, wondering in the back of my mind when I would see him again, holding back from saying something that might send him running in the opposite direction.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Viginti Tres

I shoved another shirt in my bag, forcing the zipper up.

Meg hovered about, trying to make me take every meal imaginable. I could hear Maliki across the hall getting his shit together. Trix should be doing the same, Greer too.

Running a hand through my hair, I heaved a sigh and brought my boot up to lace it. It’d been the longest three weeks of my fucking life. I felt like I was going through Savage withdrawal.

I got too accustomed to having my princess right beside me twenty-four seven.

Fucking incredible how quick a mindset could change when you got to know a person. Her apology for what happened to my parents was still fresh in my mind. Not something that needed to be done, I’d be apologizing to the world for my fucking parents' mistakes if that were the case.

Hearing a heavy knock from the front room, I grabbed my bag and carried it down the hall.

“You good in there?” I called to Maliki on my way past.

“Yeah, ready,” he swung his door open and shuffled into the hall with his bags.

The bang came again followed by a voice this time.

“Who is that?” Maliki asked, trailing after me.

At least he looked remotely interested in something. Maliki had always been a bit more fucked up than me in general; he just hid it extremely well. After what he’d been doing to the chicks in his room lately, I was giving him plenty of space to work out his shit.

“Fuck if I know.”

Meg shuffled out of the kitchen, and I waved her off. “I got it.”

Tossing my bag down, I walked over to the door and peered at the screen Gizmo had installed to see outside.

What the fuck were they doing here?

I cranked the handle, pushed down, lifted, and then swung the heavy door open, coming face to face with Addie’s father.

“Oh, wow,” came from behind him followed by a light smack.

“Is there a particular reason your ass is at my door?”

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