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“You’re mine, Mia.” He fists my hair at the nape of my neck and pulls my face to his. “Whatever happens from here on out, you’re mine.”
I want to believe him, I do. But I can’t see a way for that to become reality. Not with Cade at every turn.
All worries melt away as pleasure rises inside me as Bexley fucks me fast and hard. His fingers grip me a little too tight and he kisses me a little too rough, but I know it’s because he feels it too. Time is running out for us. All we have is this moment…
And who knows when we might get another.
23
Bexley
"Can't we just stay here all day? It's the weekend, no classes. We don't even have to leave your bed," I suggest as I reluctantly pull my clothes on after another shower where very little actual cleaning went on.
"We can't," Mia says sadly, being the voice of reason. "You know as well as I do, I'm not going to be able to hide forever. The fact that I wasn't summoned yesterday is a shock in itself."
I nod at her, running my hand through my wet hair as I watch her brush hers.
"This fucking blows," I groan, feeling totally out of sorts at the thought of leaving her to wait for Cade and whatever sick games he might have in store for her.
My fists curl as I watch her.
"I'll be okay, I promise." Her eyes lock with mine in the mirror, and she gives me a small smile that in no way makes me believe her words.
She might think she can hold her own, but the reality is that I don't think anyone can do that when it comes to Kingsley.
Ripping my eyes from hers, I find her cell sitting on her nightstand and I march over.
"What are you doing?"
I tap away, ignoring her question.
"If he does anything, tries anything… If you need me…" I flash her the screen with my number. "Call me. Yeah?"
She nods, but I fear it's only to appease me.
"Kitty Cat?" she asks, walking over and taking her cell off me.
"You're my little mouse, I can be your cat." I wink before a smile curls at my lips.
"You're a goof. Come here." Her tiny hands slide up my chest until her arms rest over my shoulders and she reaches up on her tiptoes so she can kiss me.
"I'll miss you," she murmurs against my lips. My cock swells once again at her closeness, and I wish I could take her away from all of this, away from him, and just keep her for myself.
"You too, little mouse."
I push my tongue past her lips and I just start to lose myself in her once more when a knock sounds out around the room like a gunshot.
She jumps away from me as if I burned her, and pain wraps around my chest at her move.
"You need to go," she hisses.
I look around the room at a loss for how that’s supposed to happen while someone—probably the devil himself—is standing at the other side of the only door.
"The window." She points at it as if I don't know what one is.
Before I look over, I take her in for a second. All the color has drained from her face and her eyes are wide, like a rabbit caught in headlights.
"You're serious?"
