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I had to bite my tongue. What a fucker. Judging by the look in his gaze though, I really needed to find a way to fit in this dress.
I crossed my legs in front of me, trying to inch the fabric up over my thighs. Inch by inch I dragged it, sweating from the effort and how much fucking fabric was on the thing. I heard a stitch pop when I was pulling it up over my ass, but I didn’t give up. Where was a tub of butter when you needed it? That would have been helpful in getting this thing up.
I sucked in my stomach as much as I could, and somehow, I got the dress up.
It was a miracle.
Bentley got up off the bed, eyeing me admiringly as he walked to my back and began to work on the zipper. It was all I could do not to scream, or throw up, at the feel of his fingers brushing against my skin as he tugged.
Thank God the zipper didn’t go all the way down my back, or it never would have worked. I was definitely shoutingHosannawhen he managed to get the zipper up.
“Beautiful,” he purred, leaning forward and…sniffing me? I stood perfectly still, my heart racing as I waited for what he was going to do next.
Finally, he stepped away and did a slow walk around me.
Something hit me then. Dyke. Is that what he’d said? Dyke’s brother? He’d been talking about Stellan. Which meant…
Ice flushed through me. Sophia. He was talking about Sophia.
“Should we catch up a bit before the ceremony?” I asked, hoping I sounded at least a little bit flirty.
“Catch up?”
He didn’t seem to be falling for the terrible flirting. Come on, Aurora. Do better.
“It’s just... It’s been so long.” I sniffed, trying to summon any semblance of tears. “It almost feels like you’re a stranger now.”
Bentley frowned, his eyes tracking my face.
I reached out and touched his chest softly, ignoring the revulsion crawling at my veins. “It’s been lonely without someone who understands. You’re the only one who could.”
His eyes glimmered at that comment. “I do understand you. That’s why we’re perfect, Delilah. I’m the only one.”
Enough with the perfect already.
He was still gripping the gun so I slowly reached for his other hand, taking his cold, clammy skin in mine and leading him…away from the bed, to where a small table and chairs were situated in the corner.
Bentley was staring at where our hands were joined, confused, like he wasn’t sure how this was happening.
Join the club, buddy. I wasn’t sure how this was happening either.
We sat down in the chairs, and I continued to hold onto his hand over the table since he really seemed to like that.
“Things got so complicated when we left that house like that. It’s when everything started, you know?” I said.
He nodded like he understood exactly what I was saying.
I hesitated and began to stroke his hand with my thumb. Bentley was practically vibrating with delight at my touch. I decided just to go for it.
“I never got to thank you, you know. For getting rid of that problem.”
Please say you don’t know what I’m talking about,I pleaded silently, even as I leaned closer to him.
“Problem?” he asked, his voice a bit breathless as he tracked my movements, his blank gaze darting to my mouth as his tongue trailed across his lower lip.
Funny how that could look so sexy when Cain or Remington did it, and so…gross with Bentley.
“That girl. The one that was in love with me.”
