Page 31 of Rush and Ruin


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“Shit, is that true?” Sam jerks his attention back to me.

I nod wearily as Edier steps into his line of vision. “Put your dress on,” he snaps at me over his shoulder.

“I wasn’t staring at her tits,” grumbles Sam. “By the way, I think you’ve broken my tooth.”

“Good. Next time it’ll be your neck. Now, look away.”

“Where’s Thalia?” I ask, pulling on my dress at top speed.

“She said she was tired so I sent her back to the house. I told her I’d wait for you myself.” Staggering to his feet, he turns to Edier with a grimace. “It was only meant to be a bit of fun. No harm done, eh?” In response, he finds himself staring down the barrel of Edier’s gun. “Man, are you serious?” he yelps.

“Fucking deadly.”

“No, I mean are you seriously expecting me to believe that thing still works with half the Atlantic Ocean inside it?”

“Let’s find out, shall we?”

“Edier,” I wail, grabbing his hand and dragging it down. The amount of testosterone flying about this beach is ridiculous. “It’s not his fault. I begged him to let me go.”

Sam glances between me and Edier. “I see you two have finally melted the Cold War. How fucking Hallmark. Now, if you don’t mind, I have an emergency private dentist to call.”

“Not so fast.”

Sam pauses. “Are you planning to cut my dick off next?”

“Tempting, but no.” Edier tilts his head to the side, assessing him for a moment. “I’ll settle for your suit instead.”

* * *

We leaveSam cursing and shivering in his wet boxer briefs on the beach. Edier’s completely unrepentant about it, but I mouth my apologies to Sam. He gives me a dirty look in return.

Once we reach the gates of the mansion, Edier hangs back, and I walk the rest of the way alone. We can’t risk being seen together, but before we part, he murmurs a plan and a dirty promise that has my stomach churning with anticipation. There’s magic in this moonlight, and I intend to embrace it. Whatever the reasons he’s been keeping his distance have been pushed aside.

The party’s still in full swing as I creep closer. The alcohol is flowing, and the live band has advanced to a cheesy ‘B’ set list that always has the dance floor buzzing. I’m clearly not missed, and that’s okay. It was never about me, anyway. This was all for the man who gave me my first kiss a half hour ago. The same man who’s about to take and break my innocence.

Circumnavigating the marquee, I enter the mansion via the living room doors. I nearly make it to the stairs undetected when I collide with my mother coming the other way. One look at my soaking wet hair and smeared mascara and she’s up in orbit with worry.

“Ella, what in God’s name happened to you?”

“Long story. How’sPapá?”

“Calming down, but he might not stay that way if he sees you like this.” Taking my hand, she whisks me up the stairs and into my bedroom, shutting the door firmly behind us. “Tell me the highlights, and then I’ll leave you in peace.”

“I went for a late-night swim. I feel fine. It was bliss, and now I’m going to bed.”

“Who with?”

I gape at her, until realizing she’s asking who I went to the beach with.

“No one. I, er, went by myself.”

“Has this got anything to do with your sister?” she asks suspiciously. “I went in to say goodnight to her, and she was taking a shower at one a.m.”

I stifle a grin. “That’s not a bad idea.”

“Then straight to sleep.” She gently cups my cheek. “You need it more than most. And don’t forget your meds… Happy birthday, sweetheart. I hope you had the best night.”

It’s been great so far, but it’s not over yet.

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