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“Xeno?” She reaches up to cup my face, her thumb dragging over my split lip and bruised cheek. Stepping into her parted legs, I rest my hands against her upper chest, holding her just beneath her armpits then lift my arms up, supporting hers on top of mine as I crouch into the hold, my hips rocking, encouraging her to do the same. Of course, she moves with me, and when I gently push her rib cage with my right hand, she knows what I mean to do and rolls her body with mine.
“I’ve already made so many mistakes when it comes to you, Tiny,” I mutter against her cheek, my lips brushing over her skin. Her fingertips trail down my neck and across my pecs. Her touch feels like fucking fire.
“We’ve all made mistakes,” she counters as I place my hand on her right shoulder and push gently so she spins under my arm, her hair whipping through the air as she moves. Reaching for her hip with one hand, and cupping her shoulder with the other, she lifts her leg and rolls her shoulder in one smooth motion. She fucking slays me. Dancing with her is as easy as breathing.
“I tried to make you choose because how could you possibly have a heart big enough to love all four of us when my heart was barely capable of loving at all?” I say, my thumb sliding down her spine and pinning her to me.
“Xeno…” her voice breaks, and the love she pours into her steps and the intensity of her stare almost floors me.
Digging deep, I concentrate on our movements, the beat, the count of our steps that intensify with every percussive beat. Tiny is a beautiful bachata dancer, a natural. Her expressive tendencies adding flare to her arm movements, and her perfect timing from years of dancing hip-hop ensuring she hits every single beat.
“I’m a man of too much. Too much hate, too much rage, too much fucking love.”
“Too much is better than none at all. I’d rather have every last drop of your love, however you choose to express it, than nothing at all. I’d rather you live than die, Xeno.”
“Fuck, Tiny…” My lips hover over hers, dusting her with softness when inside all I feel is this carnal kind of love, a savage possession, a turbulent need. It cuts me open.
“Keep dancing,” she says, as though sensing the sudden change in me. “Concentrate on the steps, the beat. Let it soothe you, Xeno. Let’s heal each other. It doesn’t have to hurt.”
In response, I pull Tiny against my chest, her torso resting against mine, her breasts pressed up against me as we move. With our hands still clasped together, I rest my cheek against hers as we dance in a tight circle to the beat of the song. Her thigh is tight between mine and she sways her body, her right foot rising with a cock of her hip. Every movement hits perfectly with the beat of the music and gradually, every step we take eases the ache as a flood of endorphins enters my system. It’s a rush like no other. I instantly feel myself relax, and the rising, broiling tide of my emotion dies away.
“You’re not alone, Xeno. You don’t have to kill for any of us to ease your suffering. We’ll find another way,” Tiny says, pulling back, her eyes begging me to listen, her words promising safety and comfort.
The problem is I’m a product of my own making, and maybe if we didn’t have this threat hanging over our heads, I’d be able to believe another way is possible. But it isn’t.
Cupping her face in my hands, I press my lips against hers. She sobs against my mouth, her hands rising up and curling into my hair as she clutches me to her. I taste her salty tears and the metallic blood from my split lip. I feel her pain and fear, and as she scrambles up my body, wrapping her legs around my waist. I hold on for dear life. We kiss like two lovers who know their time is up. We kiss knowing this might be the last chance. I’m going to kill her brother, and Tiny will stick to her word just like she should. The song ends and I ease Tiny out of my hold and take a step away from her. It feels like an ice bucket of water has been chucked over my head.
“There is no other way. I leave Friday morning.”
She gives me a heartbreaking look, then nods. “Then you leave me with no other choice.”
