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At that, he released a heavy sigh, his shoulders sagging. Once again, he had admitted defeat in the name of Addie.
For Sarge to decide not to kill someone was real progress. Adelaide was rubbing off on him.
Tommy tapped my shoulder persistently, demanding my attention, and I reluctantly turned to face him. He smiled smugly, an imperious set to his chin.
“I know where you’re going,” he said. “You’re going after Addie’s brother, correct?”
When I didn’t respond, Tommy took my non-answer as confirmation. His smile grew until it practically cut his face in half.
“Well, I want to come too. I need to do something with myself. I can’t just sit around…” His eyes dropped, tears welling and cascading down his pudgy cheeks. He angrily brushed the stray tears away, the break in his apathetic front irritating him. With a shuddering breath, he met my gaze resolutely. “I’m coming. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Suddenly, Sarge’s suggestion to leave him for dead didn’t sound as bad.
Tempting, actually. Very, very tempting.
* * *
Ronan
She fit against my body perfectly.
Warm and soft, her body molding against mine. Lips cherry red. Eyes that never seemed to stick to one color, but instead shone like emeralds at one second and azule gems the next. Sometimes, I could’ve sworn that they were brown. Not an ugly, dirt brown, but a brown that reminded me of umber stones. Golden, almost. It all depended on where she was positioned in the sunlight. The sun was attracted to her, as it should be.
Like called to like, after all.
“What are you thinking about?” Her voice was thick with sleep. The raspy sound made my cock harden automatically.
“You,” I answered softly. I tentatively brushed her hair behind her ear, allowing my fingers to linger on her flushed cheek. She was so beautiful that it physically hurt. An almost ethereal beauty. A beauty you would find in paintings, not in real life.
“Well stop thinking about me,” she said with an embarrassed giggle.
How could I not think about her?
How could she not consume my every waking thought and be the star of all my dreams?
I tightened my arms around her, loving the way she felt in my embrace. I had never believed in fate or soulmates, but my heart couldn’t deny that Addie had been put on this world to complete my soul. With her, I was whole.
“I always think about you.” I pressed my face against her hair, inhaling her unique scent. Peppermints, almost. From the shampoo we had stolen on our first supply run. I had never associated that delicious scent with her before, but just then, it was all I could think about.
Who knew that peppermint could be sexy?
“Did you just sniff me?” she asked in disbelief, and I chuckled darkly.
“Yup.”
“No shame.”
“Nope.”
I kissed the hollow of her throat, relishing in her shiver of pleasure.
“I love you,” I said softly. Sincerely. It was the first time I had said those words to anyone outside of my family and brothers. I had dozens of girls - some of them I even considered as girlfriends - but none evoked such a reaction from within me. Love, for so long, was nothing but an elusive fantasy. It was something I would see in movies, hear about on television, watch couples wistfully through cafe windows. I never thought I would associate that word with me.
She was silent, no doubt lost in her own thoughts, before she responded.
“Why do you love me?”
The question took me by surprise. My arms loosened, and I pulled back to look at her. She was anxiously gnawing on her lower lip, eyes flickering from her feet, to the quilt on the bed, to the drawn curtains. Anywhere but my probing gaze. I gently tilted her chin up, urging her to meet my eyes. I wanted her to see the absolute devotion I felt for her. The love. I would do anything for her. Live. Die. Dismember.
