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She relaxes against me, her back hitting my chest and her head resting just under my chin.
“He’s involved. A lot. And I think his decision not to come back home is smart. Not only for his safety but for yours and your mom’s.”
She tenses slightly. I watch her close her eyes and take her in a comforting embrace. “He saved me,” I whisper in her ear. “He’s just as courageous as you, and he risked his life for me. I owe him.”
I still don’t know what happened to Aaron for helping me escape. He’s alive and still working with Volkov, that much I know. Lik and I saw him at Vue Club.
I wrap my arms around Jamie completely, holding her close to me as I rest my chin on the top of her head. “You’re so strong,” I tell her.
She nods, acknowledging my words. The door to the bathroom opens sharply, making us both jump in surprise. My gaze meets Rachel’s and my heart drops.
Ding, ding, ding!It rings.Our king is here!
My heart. That fucking traitor.
“I’ll see you later,” Jamie murmurs, wiping a tear that had fallen on her cheek. She escapes too quickly for me to realize. Or maybe my body wanted to be alone in the bathroom with Rachel, and my brain hasn’t caught up yet.
“Rose,” Rachel sighs as soon as the door shuts behind Jamie. “You came.” I watch a weight fall off her shoulders and relief flood her body.
I struggle to swallow, seeing her in her beautiful strapless cream dress. It embraces her shape so perfectly. Her tits show just enough in the heart-shaped neck. The tight bodice emphasizes her waist and the skirt flows casually down to her ankles. My insides twist, my hands dying to reach for her.
Get a hold of yourself.
“Luke didn’t want to come alone,” I tell her. “Not like I had an invitation.”
Confusion crosses her beautiful features. “Of course you did,” she defends herself harshly. “I put every single invitation in the envelopes myself. Conor sent th—” She cuts herself short, understanding what happened. “Of course, he didn’t send yours.” She nods to herself.
My lack of response makes her take a step toward me. “You didn’t pick up any of my calls.”
“I know.” My voice is harsh, though I need something to keep her far from me. It’s too easy to give in to my need to be close to her.
“Rose,” she pleads. “Are you still mad?”
“Yes, Rachel. I’m still mad,” I hiss. Without even controlling my body, I’m on her. Am I the one who pushed her against the wall? Who caged her in with my arms on either side of her head?
“I said I was sorry,” she whispers, her light blue eyes looking up at me, imploring for my forgiveness.
My head drops to the crook of her neck, my lips leaving a heavy kiss before I can control it. “Doesn’t it scare you? Knowing I completely own you,” I whisper in the shell of her ear.
She shivers against me, and both her hands come to rest against my chest. I look down, watching the black of my dress mix with the white of hers. Exactly the way my darkness seems to always entangle with her purity.
“Maybe I love it too much for it to scare me,” she admits quietly, her warm breath on my neck.
“You feel something for Sam, don’t you?” I bite her neck, making her hiss in pain.
“Don’t you?” she retorts to avoid answering, and instead, it gives me exactly the truth in the process.
“I never hid that from you.”
“But now you also feel more than jealousy toward Lik,” she continues. “Quite the opposite. You admire him.”
Rachel never used to have so much riposte. I can see so clearly the influence Sam has had on her. Pushing her to believe in herself and be more assertive. I love it.
My left hand drops to her thigh. Slowly, I bunch up her dress and my fingers run against the material as it comes up, until I can feel her soft skin against mine.
“Rose…”
“Look at us,” I tell her. “Getting turned on by the same men who wanted to make our lives hell.”
