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Nero groans, then stands to his full height, taking his suit coat with him. Once he has it back on, he wraps both arms around my shoulders, hugging me to his chest, and rests his chin on the top of my head.
I sink back into his hold.
“I’m driving you home.” His words are echoed in a rumble against my back.
“Okay,” I murmur back. “In a minute.”
“In a minute,” he repeats, showing he heard me, and presses a kiss to the top of my head.
I shouldn’t let him drive me home. Or touch me. But clearly, I don’t do the things that I should.
And if I have him alone in my apartment, maybe I can get him to expand on what he said earlier. About enemies, and not being a good man.
So we stand together, watching a band I’ve never heard of before, blending into the crowd.
After a while, I tilt my head back. “Nero?”
His chin slides against my hair, and he looks down into my eyes. “Yeah, Baby?”
“Can I have my underwear back?”
The second his lips start to pull up into a smile, I know what answer he’s gonna give me. “No.”
Even though it’s the response I expected, I narrow my eyes. “No?”
“No, Payton, you can’t have yourunderwearback.”
He says underwear like it’s the wrong term. But calling them mypantiesout loud, to his face, is not something I’m ready for.
“You said you’d give me that other pair back,” I argue.
He clicks his tongue. “Clearly you’re not listening.”
“You said––”
He cuts me off. “I told you I wasn’t a good man, Payton. That includes lying. Because you’re not ever getting them back. And I’m keeping the ones you just gave me, too.”
I narrow my eyes. “How do I know you’re not lying about that too?”
He shrugs.
My lips purse. “Are you saying I shouldn’t trust you?”
His arms tighten around me. “Youshouldn’ttrust me. But I’m asking you to anyway.” Nero presses his nose to my hair and inhales. “I’ll lie, and cheat, and steal, and kill, and do whatever I need to do to protect you. But I’ll never lie to you about who I am. Okay?”
“Okay,” I sigh, ignoring all the red flags in that statement. “But can I at least wear them home?”
He huffs out a laugh. “No. Now are you ready to go?”
I nod, straightening from his hold. And when I tentatively flex my leg and butt muscles, I feel the achethere.
One step… One step is all it takes before I feel more ofhimdrip down my thighs.
“Nero,” I whine, and the look on his face tells me he knows exactly what my issue is.
But he doesn’t stop, he just twines his fingers with mine and pulls me along behind him.
My only saving grace is the darkness, both inside and outside the club, that should hide the state I’m in.
