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That analogy pulls a large belly laugh out of her, and I’m thankful for the break in the serious conversation. I don’t like being that kind of guy.
Her mood seems to shift as a smile rests on her face once again. I can’t help but wonder how she really felt that night. Does she blame herself? I fucking hope not. I didn’t mean to kill the guy. I only meant to teach him a lesson. Nobody fucks with what’s ours.
I didn’t count on the kid being so doped up on God knows what that he couldn’t even fight back. I saw black and went a little too crazy. I hit him in just the right spot as he was already falling, and it killed him.
It isn’t my best moment. He wasn’t my first kill, either. Just my first and onlyunintentionalkill.
Just as we exit the freeway towards Sparrow’s, she finds her voice again. “I saved every single thing you sent me while you were away.”
I turn towards her with shock evident on my face. “Seriously?”
She nods excitedly. “I have the letter you sent me after my 18th birthday. The one after I wrote to you about Renee ruining my entire birthday. In the corner, you wrote, ‘You are enough, just as you are.’ I cut it out and taped it to my mirror so that every morning when I’m getting ready, it’s a small reminder that I may not be enough for her, but I’m enough for someone.”
I reach across the center console, entwine our fingers together and bring them to my lips. I kiss each knuckle and smile. “You are way more than just enough, Princess.”
She scoffs. “Maybe for you.”
“I should be all that matters, dammit!” I laugh as she rolls her eyes.
Pulling up to Sparrow’s house, we see she’s already waiting for us in the driveway. She and Lilah squeal with laughter as Sparrow shimmies her body into the barely existent backseat of the cab. “I should have just taken an Uber and met you guys there! Holy shit, my ass is so squashed back here!”
“Suck it up!” Lilah snickers. “We crammed into much smaller spaces when we were kids!”
Images of Lilah and Sparrow up to no good as teenage girls filter through my mind. Thoughts I really don’t fucking care to think about. Images of the two of them in the back of some punk-ass’s car or, even worse, the image of her on the back of another dude's bike.
Fuck that.
“Oh, calm down,Dad. We weren’t that bad!” Sparrow babbles out, smacking my arm.
I catch her eyes in the rearview mirror and raise my brow at her with a smirk. “Yeah, I’m sure you two were angels.”
Lilah rolls her eyes with a smile and bounces in her seat excitedly. “We haven’t been here in forever!” she says as she looks at where Sparrow’s GPS led us to.
“I know! That’s why I picked it!”
“I thought we were going to dinner?” I ask as I help the women out of the van.
“This place is both!” Lilah says eagerly.
After paying to get through the door, I wince at the change in scenery. I’m not used to this fucking shit anymore. The decibel in which the girls spoke the entire ride over here prepared me for the noise level in the club or restaurant, or whatever the fuck this place is.
A hostess leads us over to a high-top table in the center of the room. Lilah leans towards me, and my eyes follow her outstretched finger across the space. “The club is through that opening. Once we’re done eating, we go in there to party.”
She straightens back in her chair, and I can’t help but admire her beauty. I really fucking like the red lipstick she always seems to be sporting. My cock tightens against my jeans as I imagine her plump, ruby lips wrapped around me.
Throughout dinner, Lilah’s eyes sparkle with pure joy as she talks and laughs with her friend. It’s a fucking treasure to witness. I feel robbed of all the years I couldn’t experience her growth as a woman.
And what a fucking woman she has become.
After I pay the bill, Sparrow leads us through the club and stops at a small reserved table. She spreads her arms out and smiles excitedly at us.
“You got us a table?” Lilah asks over the music.
“I figured we had company this time! We may want to chill.”
“What do you normally do?” I ask, not wanting to impede on their chick time.
Lilah turns to me and giggles. Reaching up on her toes, she presses her lips to my chin. “Well, we never sit and chill for one,” she grins and drops down on the leather couch, Sparrow and I following her lead. “We dance the night away.”
