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Would she kill me if she had the chance?
Or does she feel the same electricity sparking between us when we touch?
With my hand on her cheek, I pull her close, her lips almost puckering as mine approach, ready to stake my claim.
Suddenly, the door opens from the outside, and our heads rise to look.
Kai’s dangling a key around his finger, the amused look on his face making her blush because he’s seen her sitting on top of me.
She scrambles off me and pats down her clothes.
“Are you done?” she asks.
“Hardly,” I reply.
“If you have nothing else to say to me, then I’m done here,” she seethes, and she blows out a breath before she marches toward the door.
“Are you gonna let me pass?” She stares Kai up and down.
A slow smirk spreads on his cheeks before he finally steps aside and lets her go wherever she needs to go.
Home, probably. To wallow in her growing rage over the fact that she almost tried to kiss me back.
“What were you doing with her?” Kai asks.
I flop onto the bed with a massive boner and groan out loud. “She’s a handful.”
“Oh, I know,” he replies. “You can leave her to me if it’s too much for you.”
“Fuck no,” I retort. “I won’t let you have all the fun with her.”
“Seems like this was more than just fun,” he says, leaning against the doorjamb.
“What? Can’t I just give her a fucking kiss?”
“Hmm … you keep telling yourself it was only just a kiss,” he muses before he turns around and walks off. “I’m going to bed. See you tomorrow. Good luck sleeping with that boner.”
“I’ll take care of it,” I say.
“I can help you with that.”
Milo’s voice makes me lift my head, and he closes the door, leaving just us two in my bedroom. I sit up straight, legs spread, cock springing right back into action when he licks his lips.
But I don’t trust that he’s wholly mine anymore.
“You bowed to her,” I say as he approaches.
He drops to his knees in front of me. “I would do the same for you.”
I grab his hair and make him look at me. “I don’t like to share.”
“We can make it work,” he says.
My nostrils flare, and I rip off his shirt from seam to seam until nothing is left, revealing the marks she left on him. Dozens of slashes and a clear puncture wound in his shoulder.
“Was this from before or after the fight?”
“Before.”
