Page 76 of Lie (Betrothed 8)


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“Because I want to.” I grabbed onto her body and forced her into my lap, her legs straddling my hips as she sat on me. “Why wouldn’t I? Look at you.” My hands slid under her shirt as I grabbed onto her hips.

Her hands went to my chest, and she watched me with her chin slightly tilted down, her makeup a mess because she hadn’t washed her face yet. We’d screwed the second we got home, and then she went straight to sleep. “Want to know a secret?”

“Always.” My fingers moved to her chin and forced her to lift her gaze.

She looked into my eyes as she gave her answer. “Yours is the only name I’ve ever said in bed…” She was slightly embarrassed by the admission but had enough strength to get it out. “I’ve never done that before, but with you…it just comes out.”

That turned me on like crazy, but I didn’t say that. I just stared at her, feeling more possessive than before. This sexy woman was mine, and I had her in ways men could only dream about. An unconquerable woman who allowed me to conquer her. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever called baby.”

“Yeah?” she whispered.

My fingers stroked down her neck. “Yeah.”

Her arms moved around my neck, and she scooted closer to me, her body sitting right on my hard dick. She placed her forehead against mine and closed her eyes, like just being with me was exactly what she wanted. She sacrificed her principles for me because I was the only man she wanted. She was annoyed when I burst into her apartment, showed up at the bar, demanded affection in front of everyone she knew, but she put up with it because I was worth it.

She was worth it.

We finished our lunch at the table, both tired because we didn’t get enough sleep the night before. Sleep came and went, depending on our mood. My sleep cycle had always been all over the place, but I usually went to sleep before sunrise and woke up sometime in the middle of the day. But I wasn’t like other men.

I didn’t need sleep.

When I was finished with my sandwich and chips, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the time. “I should go.”

She didn’t object, probably because it was daylight, and the nighttime was what she feared. “Alright.”

I left my dirty dish behind and headed to the door.

She came up behind me, wearing her little pajama shorts and a white t-shirt. She never wore lingerie for me, but she didn’t need to. Her little shorts were enough for me, especially when they contrasted against her tanned skin like that.

I turned to her before I walked out the door. “See you later, baby.” My arm rested in the deep arch of her back, and I pulled her close to kiss her goodbye.

She never asked when she would see me again. Never texted me and demanded attention. She was either playing it cool, or she really wasn’t the kind that got attached. But she did kiss me like she usually did, like she could take me to bed any second. When she pulled away, her hands gripped the fabric of my shirt. “I’m gonna be busy for a while…”

I didn’t like that. “Busy doing what?”

“I haven’t spent much time with my dad, so I should visit with him. Damien also needs me to help him with something.”

“And that’s gonna take up all your time?” I asked sarcastically. Fuck, I was the clingy one.

She crossed her arms over her chest. “And I’m the jealous one?”

“I’m not jealous. Just don’t want you to blow me off.”

“I’m not blowing you off. I have other people in life besides you. I’m sure you do too.”

Not really. I had my brother, but the other people in my circle were in the Skull Kings. Not exactly friends, not exactly coworkers either. It was lonely at the top. “I don’t see why I can’t be the man in your bed when you get home.”

She rolled her eyes. “I don’t know how late I’ll be, and I’m a bit exhausted by our sleeping hours.”

“Would you rather me leave instead?” I snapped.

“Okay, you need to chill.” She raised her palm. “All I said was I would be busy for the next few days, and you’re acting like a lunatic.”

Why was I acting like a lunatic?

She rose on her tiptoes and kissed me goodbye. “I’ll see you later.”

A part of me wanted to argue, but I knew my anger was unfounded. I had shit to do anyway, so it wasn’t like I had much time to spare. I squeezed her ass before I walked out.

I sat at the table in the Underground, Steel across from me. He was on his third beer, but the reason he continued to order was because he enjoyed the attention of the new busty bartender. “Hey, sweetheart.” He grabbed his mug and tapped it against the table obnoxiously. “I’m running on empty over here.”

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