Page 123 of Filthy Lies


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Before disappointment could take over, his hand dipped into his pocket and he withdrew a packet of Sour Patch Kids.

Biting my lip at the sight, I accepted the treat with a soft snicker. As I opened the bag, the first piece of candy I removed, I placed against his lips, chuckling when he took my offering then nipped my finger.

Taking a piece for myself, I asked, “You really meant that, didn’t you?”

He knew exactly what my mind had focused on. “About choosing you both?”

Awkwardly, I nodded.

“You know I have.”

“I think you’re crazy to pick me, but I won’t argue.”

“Like I said yesterday—” He winked. “—insanity runs in the family.”

“That works out to my benefit then.”

“It does,” he agreed, eyes twinkling.

His expression was so much brighter than I’d have thought.Hewas brighter. That came across on the chats, but this was different.

This was real.

He was the bubbles in a bottle of champagne and I hadn’t anticipated how badly I needed that effervescence in my life.

Like always, when hope rose, it immediately sank.

Turning my face away from him and dropping the bag of candy on the coffee table, I muttered, “Everyone leaves me, Conor.”

His hand grabbed mine and his fingers slipped against my knuckles, forming a bridge between us as he stated, “Everyonedoesn’t matter. Only you. Only me. And only Katina.”

That had me nipping the inside of my cheek between my molars. “Don’t give me promises you can’t keep.”

He sat up, his hand coming to cup my chin. “That wasn’t a promise.”

“What was it?”

“A statement of intent.”

“Do you watchThe West Wingtoo?”

His chuckle eased some of the tightness in my chest. “I watched it when it first aired but not since then. My tastes have evolved.”

“IntoDownton AbbeyandBridgerton?” I inquired politely.

He smirked at me, his thumb running down the line of my jaw. “I don’t have them on a constant loop.”

“Good to know because I’d have to break the TV if you did,” I joked, trying not to close my eyes when his thumb reached the underside of my chin where a sensitive patch of skin had me squirming in my seat.

“You going to rip Maverick a new asshole?”

“What do you think?”

“I think he did his best, and you can’t keep someone sneaky inside when they want out.”

“You’re defending him?”

“Not particularly. I just don’t think there was a snowball’s chance in hell of keeping Katina away from me when she believed I was the only one who’d bring you back.”

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